“Come for me, Nika,” Hank whispered as he grasped her hips and his own control spun out, his hips pumping beneath her, shoving his cock deep with each stroke until she tensed and cried out over and over, exultation filling her voice. Hank wound his arms around her and held her to him tightly. His head fell back and he groaned deeply and shuddered as he spent himself
Travis squeezed his cock at the base and ceased stroking before he lost control, wanting to wait for her to come to him.
Veronica inhaled and stretched, arching her back as she lifted her arms over her head, enrapturing both men with the decadent sight she made.
Hank gazed up at her, his features relaxed with satiation, and smiled at her, then chuckled as he stroked her nipple with his fingertips. “You’re just getting started, aren’t you, Nika?”
She nodded, making her auburn waves bounce, and then looked over at Travis, her features softened by erotic pleasure as she nodded. She smiled when she noticed the state of his cock and said, “I was hoping…”
“Hoping, Nika?” Travis asked, the throb of his arousal increasing as he watched her lift up off of Hank’s still semierect shaft. “Hoping I wanted you, too? Wanted to be inside you?”
He picked up the condom from the side table, ripped the package open, and rolled the condom onto his cock.
Hank steadied her as she stood and then came to him, folding her warm, fragrant body around his, plastering her skin against his. Her scent invaded his nostrils, intoxicating him, making him ravenous, wanting to thrust deep inside her.
She held his gaze and lifted up, arching her back as his cockhead nudged against her entrance, and took him inside of her. “Oh yes,” they both moaned at the same time. Her hair was like satin under his fingertips and he sunk his fingers deep in it to cradle the back of her head. Warm lips met his as he tilted her lips to his and then she laid her head against his shoulder, and ground her hips on his cock. “You feel so good inside me, Travis,” she murmured.
She squeezed his cock with her muscles and he slid deeper inside her until he was engulfed in her satiny heat. Her breath tickled against his collarbone and she began to move with more purpose as she lifted her head and gazed into his eyes.
“I was a good girl earlier? I did okay?”
“Okay? Nika, you were fantastic. Worn out?”
She shook her head and giggled. “No, I’m getting my second wind.” She sat up and pumped up and down on his erection several times, drawing a growl from Hank as he watched the two of them, his eyes riveted to where they were connected. “Oh, Travis. Travis!” She pinched her nipple and reached down to finger her clit, her movements becoming even slicker on his cock as her cunt rippled around him, driving him closer and closer to orgasm. He leaned forward and closed his mouth around her other nipple, gradually increasing his suction while she rode his cock faster and faster, panting her ecstasy as her orgasm milked his cock. He bucked underneath her, thrusting hard several times until the cum exploded from him in a surging rush. She let out an achingly vulnerable sound and collapsed against his chest and lay there, panting for several minutes.
After a time, he pressed the button on the outside of the recliner, lifting the footrest and reclining the chair farther back. After redressing, Hank tossed him a fuzzy throw blanket, which he draped over her so she wouldn’t get cold.
He slid his hands underneath the blanket and stroked her back as Hank did a little channel surfing. He knew she didn’t drift off. He could sense her alertness. She evidently was content to stay where she was and he didn’t plan to move until he absolutely had to. Still lodged deeply inside her, clasped by her lovely body, was right where he wanted to be.
“Sleepy?” he asked as he kissed her shoulder, hoping she knew how precious she was to him.
“Nope.”
“Inspired?”
A soft giggle escaped her and she twitched as he slid his fingers over the dimples above her tailbone. How two such innocuous indentations in her flesh could be so damned sexy baffled him but he couldn’t get enough of them, or her.
“Very inspired,” she finally said as she lifted her head and smiled up at him. Her cheeks were still pink and she had a dazed, relaxed look that made her even more appealing.
“I think I understand what Grace meant.”
“About what, Nika?” Travis asked as Hank looked over, his interest piqued.
“Just a curious expression I’d never heard of before, but she was right. The two of you were loading my stuff into the truck earlier tonight and she told me you were woobies.”
“Woobies?” He’d never heard the expression before.