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Without a word, Sparks moved forward. He tugged off her panties, tucking them into his back pocket.
Hell of a handkerchief.
On the verge of a giggle, she sobered as he pressed her knees open farther and lowered his head. After Tris eating her out earlier, she expected to still be sensitive, but when Sparks’s tongue touched her, it was pure pleasure. He didn’t kiss her belly or her inner thighs first as she would’ve assumed, just went right for the prize.
Sweet hell.
His tongue flicked at her stiff clit, so slowly that she strained against his mouth. Only Tris’s strong hands tethered her to his lap, and hell, the world. Already, she was writhing and fighting the urge to shrink away. It was building too strong and fast, and the sensation of Sparks flattening his hand on her lower belly to hold her still only made her buck her hips harder. His other hand slid up her leg and then he was opening up her swollen folds, exploring her with his calloused fingertips while his mouth worshipped her.
Too much. Not enough.
Tristan yanked up her shirt, exposing her breasts to the night so he could touch them freely without the cotton getting in the way. He kicked out one leg, pulling hers luridly apart so Sparks could complete his oh so dirty work.
Jesus, the man’s mouth was a sin. Add in his fingers and she was going to die.
One finger slipped inside her. Then he slid in a second finger to join the first and she jolted, wondering how they could seem so huge. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t experienced a good fingerfuck before. Just an hour or so ago, in fact, and Tris had some big hands of his own. But something about this moment—when she was spread out for God and country to see while she hovered on the verge of orgasm—made her clench up despite the warmth coiling in her belly.
As if he knew, Sparks kissed her stomach, lifting his head until his eyes peeked out from under the dark fringe of his hair. Gazes locked, he continued to pump his fingers inside her, so deeply that she stirred on Tris’s lap, colliding with his rigid cock. Her eyes popped wide and Sparks chuckled before he dipped his tongue into her bellybutton.
“Wait until you bump into mine,” he teased, and heat rushed into her cheeks.
“You made him laugh. A feat,” Tris said, pressing her breasts together so he could flick both nipples at once.
The twang of heat reverberated through her as she tried to respond. “Laughing while he…is down there…probably oh, fuck.”
The muscles in her thighs burned as she widened them to make room for the breadth of Sparks’s shoulders. He’d resumed kissing her pussy, and the concert of his lips, tongue, and fingers had her trembling on the edge. Combined with Tris’s determined pulls on her nipples, she knew she couldn’t hold back much longer.
Seconds would probably be a miracle, never mind minutes.
“He’s planning on impressing you with his cock. But you’ve already been impressed with mine up against your ass, so we’ll just let him enjoy his delusions.” Instead of sounding jealous, Tris’s voice held lazy desire. He proved it as he turned her face toward his and captured her mouth, kissing her as insistently as Sparks was loving her pussy. Wet fingers plucked at her clit while his tongue—oh God, his tongue was inside her, lighting her up.
“Gonna come for us, baby?” Tris murmured between kisses, and she could only nod dizzily. Either she was going to come or she was going to implode.
“Maybe you need a little more.”
Before she could ask what that more could possibly be, Tris let go of one of her breasts and slid his hand down her belly to between her thighs. She didn’t glance down to see Sparks’s reaction, but she felt him jerk back, if only for a second. The brief pause in their sensual attack was long enough for her to catch her breath.
For an instant.
Then Tris’s fingers started to circle around her throbbing clit, and she cried out, biting her lip to try to swallow the sound. An instant later, Sparks was back, his mouth sliding beneath Tris’s fingers to lick at her quivering folds. Slickly, he slid his tongue inside her again and she lost it, her hips flying upward as she screamed.
The sound cut off as Tris covered her mouth, turning her head against his shoulder while he continued working her clit and Sparks tongued her spasming pussy. Oddly, the pressure of Tris’s hand on her mouth made her come even harder, so violently that she was afraid she was going to black out. She bit at his palm and he groaned, the sound rough with arousal.
“She bit me,” Tris mumbled.
He didn’t sound distressed. In fact, he sounded turned on that she’d used her teeth on him.
Distantly, she heard Sparks chuckle. It was as if the two men were miles away, though Tris’s dick repeatedly nudged her backside.
“You covered her mouth, man. What do you expect?”
“She was going to wake up the whole place. You really want to get caught out here like this?”
That brought her back, and fast. “No.” She struggled to sit up. Somehow she’d sort of just melted into Tris’s lap. “He’s right. I lost control.”
Blearily, she shoved her tangled hair out of her face and glanced at Sparks. It must’ve been a trick of the light, but his chin looked wet.
Christ. Maybe not a trick. She’d come like a damn geyser.
