Lumberjack Weekend(Divine Creek Ranch 21)(80)

She heard the tension vibrating in his voice as he said, “You’re very wet for us, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

As he worked the tail end into the intricate rope work, she realized she had no idea how much time had elapsed. Enough that Lucas had broken into a light sheen of sweat, which she tasted with the tip of her tongue, drawing a gasp from him and then a chuckle.

“Will you fuck me? Please? I need you,” she whispered, her body vibrating, her nipples pulsing so hard and hot that she might come if they played with them a bit more.

Lucas’s hands supported her as he knelt in front of her and kissed her. “We’re going to fuck you hard now, baby. If you get a cramp, or you need to stop, just say so. We’re not role-playing tonight. Stop means stop and no means no.”

“Okay,” she said with a nod, barely able to concentrate on what he’d been saying because Josh had been playing with her clit the whole time. Evil man.

Lucas stood and tipped her chin down. “Open, baby. I want to feel your hot little mouth on me.”

She opened, and a loud squeak erupted from her as Josh gasped her hips and, without preamble, thrust his cock deep. “Fuck!”

Lucas chuckled and stuffed her mouth with his cock. She latched on, and her giggle turned into a moan as Josh withdrew a bit and began a slow in-and-out motion that had her grasping him with her pussy muscles and arching her back, enticing him to fuck her a little faster. She wanted to come in the worst way.

He released her hips and held on to the rope work around her hips and began pumping a little faster, and she moaned in approval as she sucked Lucas’s cock, which grew even harder and thicker.

Her intonation drew a moan from Lucas as he reacted to the vibrations. “I love your hot little mouth, dimples, love every inch of you.”

She purred against his cock in agreement, sucking him harder as he began pumping faster. She tasted his pre-cum on her tongue, earthy and wild, and hummed with pleasure, urging him to find his.

Josh shifted his hands, and she suddenly realized why as the ropes between her legs tightened infinitesimally and her clit pulsed so hard she began begging nonverbally, crying out for him to touch her there just once and she’d shatter.

“Like that, do you?” Josh asked as his cock shuttled in and out, pumping her, keeping her on the sharp edge of rapture. “Give it to me, baby girl,” he growled as he reached down, laid his rough fingers on her clit, and rubbed her until her world sharpened into extreme pleasure. She continued sucking but moaned harshly as the waves of agonizing pleasure pulsed through her hard enough to make her wonder if she wouldn’t blow apart.

Lucas held her hair in his fist and cupped her upper arm as he ground out, “Now! Oh fuck! Yes!”

She swallowed every spurt of his cum and kept on sucking until he finally chuckled and stroked her chin, letting her know she could stop. Loving him so much it hurt, she leaned forward to lick him, tasting the salt on his skin, wanting to kiss whatever part of him she could reach. The feeling coursing through her was otherworldly in its intensity, and she went with it.

With trembling hands, Josh said, “I love watching your little pussy take my cock. So fucking sweet and hot, baby girl. God, what you do to me, angel. Fuck! Here it comes!”

He froze behind her, and a loud, vulnerable cry erupted from him as his cock jerked inside her and he came. She leaned breathlessly against Lucas’s abdomen. Their skins were slick, and she giggled as her knee slipped and Lucas caught her from losing her balance. They meant it when they said they’d keep her safe.

“You’re worn out, baby,” Lucas said as Josh pulled out, his hands gentle on her back as he stroked her. “I’ll carry you to the bed. Just relax.”

Relaxation was not going to be a problem, she thought to herself and giggled. She was as limp as overcooked spaghetti, and she did as he asked.

He removed her blindfold, and she blinked in the dim light as Josh leaned forward and smiled at her. “Feel okay?”

“Uh-huh.”

“I’ll have you untied in a few minutes.”

She drifted in a place of warmth and security, completely accepting that they were in control and she was well cared for, between two men. Something she’d thought she’d never experience, at least not in a way that satisfied her. But she was fulfilled, and more.

They rolled her to her other side, and as she dozed, they removed the last of the ropes together, quietly conversing above her and beside her.

When she woke sometime later, she was snuggled between them. Could’ve been seconds or minutes, could’ve been hours, she had no idea. The important thing was that she was between them, and they were both holding her and gazing into her eyes.