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In the heat of the motel room, my thoughts lingered on their faces, and on those hard, chiseled bodies, and my own began to respond.
I closed my eyes as I let my hand trace down the front of my torso, and as it slipped under the seam of my simple cotton panties, I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth.
There was sensation of release, of a clenching fist allowed to let go as my fingers glided over my moist lips, down into the folds of my pussy. I let my middle finger curl through the wetness there and slide gently up to tease the aching nub of my clit, bringing a soft moan to my lips.
I knocked back the rest of my tequila and set the glass on the beside table. I rolled in my bed, on to my stomach as I arched my back and moaned quietly into the pillow. My eyes squeezed shut as I bit my bottom lip against the gasps bubbling from my mouth. I writhed, tangled in the duvet with my feet twisting the blankets into binds around my ankles. My hands and fingers pressed and swirled beneath me in slow deliberate circles, pressing gently against the throbbing button within my folds and sending electric shivers through my core.
My mind flashed like fire between the two men from earlier. First, it was Jackson, his eyes flashing as he stripped his clothes off. I gasped loudly as I pushed two fingers into my slit, and I arched my ass up off the bed as I crammed face into the pillow, moaning my pleasure. My tousled hair splayed out around me and down my back as I writhed with the sensations, imagining it was the blond biker taking me hard from behind, his thick cock driving into me again and again.
Connor’s face filled my mind; his piercing eyes, and that gorgeous, roguish smile. I imagined him pulling me to his mouth, the rough bristle of his beard teasing my thighs as his wet tongue curled into my pussy, his hands spreading me wide. I pictured him pulling me down on his cock, pounding up into me as I cried out for him.
I pressed my curved hips back against my toying hands, feeling my pussy clench and my cream slide wetly down my fingers as I buried them in my folds. I was close, so damn close to that sweet edge. I moaned in delightful agony, crying my lust into my pillow, my fingers pushing inside me and the others on my clit drove me higher and higher.
And that’s when my thoughts went even dirtier - to a place I’d never let them go before. In that moment, I thought ofbothof them, at thesamedamn time.
Goddid it feel so dirty, and so wrong. But my body cried out as I imaginedbothhard, muscled, hot men taking me together. It wasn’t a fantasy I’d ever had, and not one I’d ever haveimaginedmyself having in a million years. But there in that desert motel room, under that full moon with tequila on my lips and my fingers on my clit, I felt myself start to slide over the edge as I let the fantasy consume me.
My cries seized in my throat as I gasped my release, feeling my body surge and clench, feeling the heat from my lips bloom out to my whole body as my climax rocked through me. I imagined both of them, pounding me, fucking me, making metheirs, and the moans in my throat burbled to the surface. I screamed, muffling and growing it in the thick pillows on the bed as I writhed and shuddered.
5
Connor
Fuck, this was a tough one.
I shook my head as I slugged down the last of my beer. “You don’t think those mob douchebags actually hired more than just us, do you?”
Jackson didn’t say anything, but I recognized that look on his face. It was that look that mirrored my own thoughts, however unspoken. It was the look that said “over my dead fucking body if they did.”
‘Cause that’s how it was going to be if there was anyone else after Abby besides us. We had our bikes parked across the road from the Full Moon Motel, leaning against them and sipping beers as we kept an eye on the place - specifically room five. Anyone else who was after her as gonna be in for abadfuckin time if they tried anything tonight, I knew that. Because if they wanted to get to her, they were going to have to go throughbothof us.
And that shit wasn’t going to happen.
I’d felt the same damn thing Jackson had when she’s stepped out of that car and into our lives earlier. It was like the damned Earth stopped turning for a second - like time itself stopped. Shit, I’d known some women in my day, but one look at Abby and I knew everything else had been bullshit up until then. One look at her, and I felt aneedfor her - something fucking primal and something that wouldn’t be stopped.
Of course it was sexual, but it was bigger than that. It pulled something deep inside that I’d forgotten about. She made me think of family - something I’d forced myself to forget about since my old man had gotten ripped and driven him and my mom off a fuckin’ cliff. Yeah, I had Jackson, who was basically my brother and the only family I needed, but this girl brought out more than that.
And yeah, it was sexual too.Fuck yeahwas it sexual. Abby got my cock harder than Goddamn steel. I’d known somebabesin my day, but they were fuckin trash compared to this girl. Curves inallthe right places, tits that made my mouth water, and ass I wasdyingto get a piece of. I wanted to bury my dick to the hilt inside her, nail her to the fuckin ground and take herhard. I wanted toownher - to dominate and take her completely.
There’d been a moment out here earlier when she’d started to strip down in her room with the blinds wide open. And I wish we could’ve said we were bigger men and looked away butfuck that. Hell yeah we’d looked, both of us growling as she slipped down to her little black panties and bra. And I knew we wanted more, but that’s when she’d grabbed a towel presumably for a shower and closed the blinds.
Still, a man could think.
“Think she’s asleep?”
I shook my head. “Nah, lights are still on.”
“I don’t see the t.v. flickering either,” Jackson growled. “And I seriously doubt she’s on the phone with anyone. She’s too smart for that.”
I shrugged. “Maybe air-drying after that shower?”
Jackson groaned. “Jesus man, don’t put that in my head.”
I snorted. “Be my guest, it’s been in mine for the last twenty minutes. Don’t even pretend that’s not something you’d want to see.”
Jackson tossed me a look. “Yeah, I’d want to do a whole lot more thansee, brother.”
“Tell me about it,” I growled, my hand dropping to the thick bulge in my jeans. “Can you even image what those tits look like outside a tank top?”
