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We?Ariel dipped her head, but this time she added a hand to his balls. When Preston sucked in a breath, she knew he was close to his release. Only when she’d taken him to the brink would he demand to return the favor by teasing her.
With one hand massaging her butt, and now two fingers in her ass, Ariel was being taken to a new plane of existence. Never before had she enjoyed all of these new sensations shooting through her. When Benson pressed on a series of nerves, a riot of pleasure spread across her body. “Mmm.”
“Does that mean you like this?” Benson asked.
She nodded. A second later, he withdrew his finger and placed his cock at her entrance. “Preston, distract her.”
Preston slid downward so that his mouth was now under hers, and when their lips met, excruciating pleasure raced up her spine. How was that even possible? It was just a kiss, right? Or had she fallen harder than she thought possible for these men?
When Preston opened his mouth to invite her in, Ariel darted her tongue in, hoping he’d be more careful this time and not bite her. As promised, Preston took his time exploring what she had to offer and didn’t accidentally scrape her tongue.
Pop!
Benson had made it past her tight ring, and she couldn’t stop the small intake of breath. Only when Benson reached around to her front and rubbed her nipple that she once more relaxed. The problem was that between what both Preston and Benson were doing, the sparks of desire were coming at her fast and furious.
Benson might be taking his time easing down her back channel, but his fingers sure were moving rapidly, rubbing and tweaking her nipples. Each movement in her rear caused waves of pleasure to spear her core. At the same time, her nipples were sending out bolts of desire through every cell in her body. And then there was Preston’s kiss that had turned into a torrent of ecstasy.
Benson palmed her stomach with his other hand, eased out of her back channel most of the way, and then drove in, leaving a blistering path of rampant desire so strong, she almost came.
Benson lowered his chest to her back, wrapped his arm around her, and drove his cock to the end—not once, but many times. With each pass, his speed and power increased until she had to break the kiss with Preston to gasp for air.
Preston seemed to understand, because he reached up and merely cupped the back of her head, implying he was there for her.
Benson thrust in once more and held still as his cock expanded and then shot out hot cum. His guttural cry of desperation was not something of this world. “Ariel.”
When his cock settled down, he withdrew. Without a word, Benson slipped off the bed and retrieved a wet cloth. Once he cleaned her up, he placed her on her back.
“That was incredible,” she said.
Preston sat on his haunches at her feet. “I hope you have a little bit more energy for loving me.”
She smiled. “Always.”
As if the men had planned what they were going to do, Preston bent her knees so that her feet were on the mattress and then slid in between them. The first lick had her bucking her hips upward.
“I didn’t get the chance to kiss you enough,” Benson said.
“By all means, come here then.” Ariel reached up and drew his face to hers.
The problem was that every time their tongues parried, Preston would nip at her clit, which would send her higher and higher. It was so hard knowing where to focus her lust.
Then Preston stopped. “I can’t wait.”
Benson pulled back too. It was as if he knew she needed this time with Preston, and Preston alone. In truth, she wanted both of them.
“Let me know if you feel any discomfort, and I’ll stop," Preston said.
“I don’t think my pussy was harmed in the accident.”
He smiled. “Good.”
In one thrust, Preston’s cock forged its way into her, her body having to stretch to accommodate his huge girth. Once he was fully seated inside her, shudders wracked her body. Benson then moved high enough so that his cock was very close to her lips.
Oh, my. She turned her head and opened her mouth. Her tongue flicked out and licked one side of his hard shaft. That was all the encouragement he seemed to need, because he slowly guided his cock into her mouth, just far enough for her to suck on him. And suck on him she did.
Then Benson took over the rhythm, matching what Preston was doing to her pussy. Once they were in sync, Preston increased the speed, which caused fiery currents of pure desire to swirl inside her body. With each thrust, her need for both men built.
She moaned, and they grunted in return. Ariel wasn’t sure how much longer she could last before her own climax claimed her. When Preston drove into her again, it was as if she’d been hit by lightning. Her inner walls lit up with unadulterated passion.
