“Oh, Chance!” The tension built, and she knew it was almost upon her.
“Come, baby. Damn, you feel so good!”
He panted suddenly, and his cry of unadulterated pleasure as he came was her undoing. She threw back her head and screamed as an orgasm of blistering intensity exploded inside her. Each pulsing wave rushed through her as she held tightly to him and rode the climax until it subsided. Chance’s cock pulsed inside her as he thrust several more times, filling her with his seed. The moment was erotically beautiful as he curled around her and pressed his lips to her throat. A deep shudder passed through him, and he finally stilled his movements.
As sensation returned to her, she realized that Clayton was holding her right hand and probably had been for a while. She felt him press his lips to her curled-up fingers, and she knew a moment of wonder as she yearned to have him fill her with his cock as well.
Chance braced himself with his forearms and looked down at her, a look of hazy satisfaction written all over his face.
“Good, baby?”
“Oh, so good, handsome. I love you.” She kissed him tenderly and ran her fingers through his hair as he pressed more wet kisses to her throat.
Chance thrust against her one last time and whispered, “Heaven,” before withdrawing from her pussy.
Feeling like a seductive vixen, she turned her gaze to his brother. “Ready, cowboy?”
Chapter Nineteen
A surprised but pleased look came over Clayton’s face, and he replied, “You’re ready? Do you need to rest?”
Lydia chuckled, having never felt more alive or ready in her life. Her pussy was already throbbing with renewed desire. “No need for that. I’ll sleep after we’re done.”
Clayton lifted something from the bedside table and said, “Come here, cowgirl. I’m ready to play if you are.”
Clayton and Chance helped her to sit up and turn so she faced Clayton, who now lay with his head propped up on her pillow. Clayton squeezed lubricant onto his fingertips and swirled them around his thick cock from the base to the head, growling at the stimulation. His cock was just as formidable as Chance’s and of an identical dark-red-and-purple color. Her pussy pulsed at the thought of him filling her with it now.
Lydia straddled Clayton’s hips, and he brushed a gentle finger against her cunt. “Are you sore, Lydi?”
“No. Thank you for using the lube.” Desire made her bold. “I might feel this tomorrow, but tonight I just want you inside me.”
Chance stroked her back as he took a position beside them, and she lifted up over Clayton. He held his cock steady with one hand and eased her down with the other. He groaned deeply as her pussy slid around the head and she arched her back to take him inside her.
“Oh, fuck me,” Clayton groaned.
Chance stroked one of her nipples, causing it to harden instantly, and murmured, “Damn, that’s beautiful.” Her excitement escalated with the knowledge that Chance was just as turned on as Clayton had been by watching her slide down on his brother’s cock.
Clayton’s eyes rolled as she wiggled on him and more of his cock slid in. She wasn’t used to this position but found that she liked it. She’d had sex mostly in the missionary position and had done doggy-style only once. It was nice to look down into his eyes and watch his expression as she moved on his cock.
She leaned forward and he opened his lips to suck on her nipple, and she sighed with pleasure as he drew hard from it. The stimulation made her pussy clench, and she arched her back and moved sinuously against him, taking still more.
“Beautiful. Rear entry with you is going to be such a pleasure,” Chance murmured as he sat up to watch more closely. She braced her hands on Clayton’s chest and sat up again, removing her nipple from Clayton’s eager mouth with a resounding pop. He grinned up at her and guided her hips as she began to move on him. Considering she’d never done it this way before, Lydia felt she did a good job of following her instincts as Clayton arched his back and thrust against her from beneath.
She heard a light whirring sound and saw the big grin on Clayton’s face a moment before he applied a small, pliable vibrator to her pussy lips. The moment the vibrations reached her clit, her pussy drew tight as a bow string.
“Oh!” She bit her lip and kept riding him and arched her back so her clit came more fully in contact with the naughty little toy. “Cowboy, that is so nice.”
Clayton withdrew the vibrator and she moaned in disappointment, but he grinned and replaced it and her pussy convulsed a second time.
She’d never owned a vibrator before and had only ever pleasured herself with her hands and fingers. This was new and very exciting for her, judging by the copious, slippery juices that enabled him to slide to the hilt inside her.