Double Time (Sinners on Tour #5)(100)

Trey rolled out from between her legs and Ethan took his place. "Fuck, she's wet," Ethan said as he lowered his head to feast on her pussy. While Trey's every motion was carefully articulated, Ethan ate her out so vigorously that she couldn't keep track of his motions or anticipate what came next. He nibbled her lips and then sucked them into his mouth. Plunged his tongue inside her. Sucked her clit. French-kissed her quivering hole until she thought she'd go mad.

Trey moved to sit on her abdomen. He slid his cock up her chest and pressed her breasts together to surround his rigid flesh. He rubbed her nipples with his thumbs in time with his strokes as he fucked her tits. She bent her neck so she could suck on the head of his cock whenever he thrust forward and it came within reach.

Ethan's thick fingers were now pounding her pussy hard and fast. His mouth had latched on to her clit and she knew he wouldn't relent until she came. Within seconds she was meeting his conditions. Her back arched as she let go for a third time. The pleasure was so intense that tears streamed from her eyes.

"I think she's ready now," Trey murmured.

Ready? For what? She tried to open her eyes to look at him, but her body wasn't cooperating with her will.

Both men left her lying there, trembling in the aftermath of her last orgasm. She heard the crinkle of condom wrappers. Oh God, they were going to fuck her now. She didn't know if she could take anymore pleasure, but she wanted them. She wanted them both. Inside her.

Ethan moved to cover her body first. His thick cock sought entrance to her body and she opened wide for him, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding on for dear life. When he plunged into her, she cried out in bliss. God, she needed cock. She needed it deep and she needed it hard. Ethan gave her exactly what she needed.

After only a few minutes, Ethan untangled her arms from his neck and pulled out.

She gasped in protest.

"Shh, sweetheart," Trey murmured to her as he stuffed pillows under her hips to lift them off the bed. "We're not finished. I want your cum inside me."

She was too delirious to comprehend what he meant. Trey settled between her thighs and entered her slowly. Filling her with hard cock one delicious inch at a time. When he was buried balls-deep, he rotated his hips, separated his knees, and held still.

Reagan opened her eyes when Ethan moved into position behind Trey. She watched Trey's face while Ethan entered him. And now Reagan understood what Trey had meant about having her cum inside him. Ethan was using her juices to ease his penetration of Trey.

"Oh God," Trey groaned.

"You okay?" Ethan asked him.

Judging by the look of undisguised bliss on Trey's gorgeous face, Reagan guessed that he was better than okay.



       
         
       
        

"Oh God," Trey groaned again.

Ethan wrapped an arm around Trey's waist, his big hand splayed over Trey's quivering belly. Trey's cock ground inside Reagan as Ethan rotated his hips.

"Can you move?" Ethan asked Trey.

Trey bit his lip and nodded slightly. They moved slowly at first, becoming accustomed to a new rhythm. Ethan pulled out of Trey slowly, Trey pulled out of Reagan. They thrust forward together.

"Ah fuck, this is amazing," Trey gasped.

As the two men became more in tune with each other, their strokes became faster and harder.

Sweat poured from Trey's body. Reagan watched him. He seemed locked in a plane of perpetual bliss as he made love to her and got drilled hard by Ethan at the same time. She'd never experienced anything this intensely sexual in her entire life. Couldn't think of anything she wanted to share with this man more than the pleasure he was so obviously experiencing. Each time he entered her, Ethan pounded him deeper. She fought to keep her eyes open. She wanted to watch Trey's face as he rode his bliss higher and higher.

Trey's entire body went rigid when he came. He thrust deep inside Reagan and held onto her hips, rubbing his face against her shoulder and yelling his triumph against her heated flesh. Ethan pumped hard and fast into him while Trey let go.

"Ah God, Ethan. Fuck me," Trey cried, his eyes squeezing tightly closed. "Don't stop. I'm still coming."

Reagan placed a hand on the back of Trey's head, loving that he was getting off so hard, even though Ethan was mostly responsible for the added pleasure in his release. The bitterness she thought she might experience, knowing Trey needed more than her to be fully satisfied, was completely absent. She wanted him to have complete fulfillment no matter how he attained it. If he needed Ethan to find bliss, then he could have him with her blessing.