Phoenix Burning(66)

Delving deeper, he found her slit and spread it open. Holding her swollen labia open, he let her suffer the anticipation of what would come next. Squirming desperately, she made tiny noises in the back of her throat.

“What do you want?” he asked.

When he dragged his index finger from the tightly puckered star of her anus to the hood of her clit, she sighed in delight. Using just his fingertip, he began circling her engorged flesh until she closed her eyes and let her head loll backward.

Heat lanced through her body as the tension began to build. His fingers teased her opening before slipping inside. Two slender fingers stroked the thick pad of muscle just inside her opening. Emory rocked back, resting her elbows on the bar top.

Just when she thought she might be too close to hold back, Alex slid his thumb along the groove between her pussy lips until it rested against her clit. Working two fingers inside, and his thumb, he sent her spiraling into climax.





Alex was certain his dick was going to strangle to death. Every bit of his bedroom prowess seemed to be useless to him where Emory was concerned. His desire for her went beyond known limits and made him a desperate, raving lunatic bent on sinking his shaft into her hot little body.

As her channel convulsed on his hand, Alex inhaled deeply of her erotic scent. He loved the way it changed as she came. No perfume could ever compete. Finally drawing his fingers from her body, he licked them clean as she watched.

“Sweet,” he told her. “But I’m ready for more.”

“I want you, Alex.”

Her words set him on fire. His hands shook as he pushed his jeans farther out of the way. He slid her delectable ass a little farther off the edge of the counter, until she was suspended at the perfect height.

He grabbed his erection, letting the crown tease her slick opening. She shuddered and sighed as he continued the mutual torment. His balls were near to exploding. His hands were shaking, tremors rippling through every one of his muscles until he felt weak as a kitten.

Breathing deep and trying to keep steady, Alex steadied himself at her opening and began to push inside. She was hot, wet, tight, and so fucking sweet. He groaned, letting her welcome him in while he slid deep.

Perched on the edge of instant orgasm, Alex glanced up and realized that Gabriel was watching them from the shadows. His friend leaned against a pillar, his heavily muscled body tense. Gabriel’s shirt was hiked up, his washboard stomach muscles starkly outlined. Twin grooves created a V that ended in a nest of dark hair and the thick erection Gabriel was pumping in lazy strokes.

The sight of his friend masturbating gave Alex a much-needed grounding. Watching was a turn-on, participating was heaven, and being watched was the ultimate titillation.

“We have an audience, Emory,” Alex managed to whisper.

Her eyes popped open. “Who?”

“Gabriel.” Alex nodded his head in the direction of his friend.

“Let him watch.”

“As you wish, love.” Her words sent him over the edge of reason.

Alex bottomed out inside her pussy, pressing the head of his cock against her G-spot and feeling her shudder around him. Backing out only as far as he needed, he began to fuck her in earnest. Thrusting with his hips, feeling her build as the heat enveloped them both.

Lifting his gaze, Alex watched Gabriel’s pace increase. The head of his friend’s dick grew dark as blood rushed to the shaft. Gabriel’s face grew taut, the veins in his arms popping out as his adrenaline surged. Alex felt his own desire, saw Gabriel’s, and felt Emory begin to tremble as she perched at the edge of her second orgasm.

“Fuck!” Alex shouted when he came.

Across the room Gabriel convulsed. A thick stream of semen erupted from the head of his cock, bathing his stomach even as Alex ejaculated deep into Emory’s body. She undulated around him, milking the last of his essence.

Alex nuzzled her cleavage, kissing her chest and sighing with satisfaction. “Have I told you today that I love you?”

“Nope.” She sighed. “But you sure as hell just showed me.”

He helped her upright and set her on the ground. Too short to see over the bar and all the way across the room, she was standing on tiptoe while trying.

“He’s gone,” Alex said, referring to Gabriel.

“Does he date or anything?”

Alex thought about what Gabriel had told him of the woman he’d thought to spend his life with. “It’s complicated.”

A soft smile lit her face. “As sorry as I am for his troubles, it’s good to see you invested in someone.”

“I’m invested in you.”

“And we are invested in our little downtown, which is why we should get our butts to that festival.” Emory stepped into her pants and drew them over her hips.