“But it’s not against the law to shoot videos,” Grace replied. “People do it all the time.”
Ethan replied, “It’ll link them to the blog. Then at least we’ll know who is behind it. We could let Ace and Kemp deal with it from there. That’s their specialty.”
Maya noticed that Ethan’s response seemed to satisfy Grace, and she wondered what this Ace and Kemp were like. Mobster types?
They said goodnight and continued down the driveway to the foreman’s house and decided to wait until morning to unload everything, since it was after midnight.
Even after such a long day, Maya was surprised she was unable to fall asleep. She tossed and turned until Boone wrapped his arm around her and drew her back against his chest. He whispered in her ear, “I’ll bet I know what would help you sleep.”
Chapter Twenty-four
Maya gave a long, quiet moan of delight and pressed her ass against the hot erection developing between them. Boone groaned, and the sound sent a rivulet of desire straight to her pussy. Richard and Kendall stirred with her movement and sounds, and both of them reached out for her.
Richard languorously took a peaked nipple in his mouth, which sent a bolt of sensation straight to her clit as Kendall asked, “Can’t sleep, babydoll?”
“No. Too much on my mind.”
“I think Maya needs distraction,” Boone said before nipping at her earlobe, which sent a flurry of shivers down her spine and made her hips flex against him. The movement pressed her ass against his cock again, and her juices leaked from her slit. His cock slid through them, which he must not have expected because he groaned and thrust against her. “You’re wet, aren’t you, baby?”
Maya nodded and wiggled against him while at the same time she pressed her breast against Richard’s warm, suckling mouth.
The image they made must be hotter than hell, which brought to mind the image she’d seen on the video clip earlier. Why would someone do that? Seek to hurt other people that way, in the name of morality or religion?
“You’re thinking again, Maya,” Boone whispered in her ear.
“Sorry.”
Richard released her nipple and switched to the other one as his hand strayed over her hip. She faced him, and his callused fingertips stroked through her copiously wet cunt. One fingertip unerringly found her clit and strummed it. His touch was so gentle and such a nice counterpoint to the man demanding attention behind her.
Even though they’d been sound asleep after a strenuous day and long drive, they now gave her their love. Happiness oozed from her pores at the attention and devotion they paid to her. A week and a half was all it had taken for them to come together so beautifully. She hoped that blog didn’t ruin everything and wondered again about the two mysterious men, Ace and Kemp, that everyone kept talking about. They were spoken about as though they could handle any situation.
She was startled by a stinging pop on her ass but sighed at the blooming heat that followed. Boone said, “You’re still distracted. I’ll be right back.”
Maya missed his heat behind her and watched as he went into her bathroom and returned with a package that she couldn’t identify in the dark.
“Maya needs a little ‘something extra’ tonight. Since we didn’t unload her stuff before coming to bed, we’re going to improvise.”
Her pussy clenched at the steely edge to his voice and wondered what he was up to as she heard cardboard packaging rip open. Kendall removed condoms from the bedside table drawer and tossed them on the bed with the lubricant.
The whole time, Richard was relentless with his fingers and mouth, content to let the others handle the specifics of whatever this improvisation entailed.
Boone said, “Maya, Kendall’s cock looks really hard. I’ll bet he’d love to feel your hot little mouth on him right now.”
Maya smiled up at Kendall in the light cast by the moon through the window and opened her lips as he held his cock for her to lick and suckle. Her body reacted to his groan of pleasure, sending another rush of moisture to wet Richard’s fingers.
She loved the way Kendall tasted, manly but clean from his recent shower, and she sucked him down. Her hips found a rhythm of their own, moving on Richard’s caressing fingers, and she knew if he kept it up she’d come just from his touch.
She was vaguely aware of Boone sheathing his cock in a condom before he tilted her onto her back. Richard shifted and never lost her nipple as his fingers shifted upward and he played with the other one. Her breasts felt engorged at his persistent attention, but she missed his finger at her pussy.
Or at least she did until Boone’s hot mouth lapped in lazy, wet strokes, flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue before delving into her opening. She stroked a hand over Kendall’s abdomen as he knelt beside her and enjoyed her loving attention. He hardened further and thrust in counterpoint to her rhythm as a groan escaped from his throat. She teased the underside of his head with the tip of her tongue and gradually allowed the suction to build around his cock with each tug of her wet mouth.