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Jesse swept the hair from my neck and licked the skin along my throat, his chest rising and falling against my back.
Need sizzled through me, awaking every pleasure zone in my body as Roark lifted his head and took my mouth, his kneeling position between my thighs spreading my legs further open. He sucked on my lips, and I suckled his in turn, writhing on top of Jesse.
Roark thrust his tongue, panting, nipping, his chest pressing my back against Jesse, and their bodies wrapping me in a cocoon of warm sliding flesh.
“Spread your legs,” Roark breathed against my lips.
I stretched my thighs over Jesse’s and relaxed against his chest, thrilling in the feel of his erection swelling against my back.
Roark stripped off his shorts and knelt between my legs, his hard cock rising from the V of his muscular thighs. A pearl of precum clung to the plump head, his veined length slightly curved and jutting toward me, heavy and ready.
I squirmed in the cradle of Jesse’s strength, my body molten, aching for the feel of Roark’s fat cock stretching and stroking my pussy.
Roark reached down, teased his fingers along my folds, then dug them ruthlessly inside me, working his hand as his tongue tangled and rolled with mine. Groaning, I flexed my hips, the flesh between my legs so sore and wet, my inner walls gripping and sucking his driving fingers.
I needed them inside, needed them pounding and sliding and groaning together. “Fuck me. Both of you at the same time.”
Roark shared a look with Jesse over my shoulder. I didn’t know what that meant and couldn’t see Jesse’s face. Before I could ask, Roark took hold of my hips and dragged me away from the other man.
Holding me to his chest, he dropped to his back and with his hands clutching my thighs, he slammed me down on his cock.
I clung to his shoulders, my head falling against his neck, as I moaned and ground against him, bucking to meet his desperate thrusts. His hands explored the curves of my breasts, the bend of my waist, palming and squeezing the flesh of my ass.
The mattress dipped with Jesse’s movements, and the warmth of his fingers swept down my back. Roark fucked me harder, his grip tightening, as he hammered wildly between my slippery thighs.
Jesse touched and kissed every inch of my body, his fingers and lips heating my ankles, my inner thighs, my nipples, my neck, and everywhere in between. When his caresses moved to my pussy, I clenched around Roark’s thick invasion, my breaths stumbling with anticipation.
Roark slowed to a stop, his chest heaving, and his heavy-lidded eyes watching me from inches away.
Jesse leaned over my back, slid a finger in my cunt, and dragged it alongside Roark’s shaft, as he brought his lips to my ear. “You think you can fit us both in this tight cunt?” He stroked my opening, stretching my flesh around the steely length buried there. “I’m not so sure.”
I lifted my hips, sliding up and down on Roark. “Stop teasing and fuck me.”
Behind me, Jesse nipped at my shoulder and pressed the broad crown of his dick to my entrance, rubbing it against the base of Roark’s length.
Roark kissed me, his fingers digging into my ass, and his body trembling as if struggling to keep still as Jesse worked himself inside. My sheath soaked Jesse’s entry, stretching and pulsing around his added girth. But inch by determined inch, I swallowed him, both of them, my body throbbing as it adjusted to the overwhelming invasion.
“Fuck.” Jesse clutched my hips, his forehead dropping to my back. “Goddamn, that’s tight.”
The stretching sensation raced through me like fire. Heart pounding, I held myself utterly still. Jesse’s grip was firm on my hip, and the soft stroke of his thumb made me shiver.
Roark held me against his chest, staring up at me hungrily, his mouth open to accommodate his ragged breaths.
“Ready?” he asked, hoarsely.
I nodded and braced my hands on his shoulders.
He pumped, and Jesse followed his lead, thrusting in time with the flex of Roark’s hips, their cocks gliding as one, moving faster, deeper, the slap of our bodies growing louder and more frenzied. Jesse kept his weight off my back and touched a hand to my belly, as if to tell me he was mindful of the precious life in my womb, that he would take care of me and not push me past an unhealthy limit.
Roark regarded Jesse’s hand on my stomach, his eyes softening and shifting to mine. Then they crinkled with mischievousness. Holding onto my ass with one hand, he grasped my neck with the other, tightening his fingers to control my movements, to leverage against the ramming force of his need. But he didn’t constrict my breathing. He quickened it, owning my pleasure and giving it back tenfold with the clench of his fingers and the stab of his cock.
