wet, Chass. You like this.” He pumped two fingers inside her.
She arched and bumped her hips back for more. Oh God. She was so close.
“Stop,” Edgard demanded. “She doesn’t get to come yet.”
Chassie whimpered.
Four hard spanks, harder than before, landed low, down by her thighs. Then Edgard’s voice, dark and dangerous, was in her ear. “Thought I told you no sounds.”
She bit her lip.
“Do you think I’m being cruel for not letting you come?”
Chassie nodded.
“But, querida,” he crooned in that impossibly sexy accent, “the build-up is the best part. When we’re done you’re gonna come so hard you’ll be begging for us to spank you again.” Edgard licked the shell of her ear. “And again.”
Everything—her burning ass, her wet pussy, the tingles racing down her spine from Edgard’s seductive whispers—felt so good Chassie was on sensory overload. She’d chomped her bottom lip with such force she tasted blood.
“Three more. Each side. Down low,” Edgard instructed. “Then get what we need.”
Trevor hummed his approval and she heard the wet sucking sounds of them kissing.
The blows came fast and hard. Her legs and arms shook. Fingers traced her crack again, delved inside her cunt again. Three fingers this time, pushing deep. In. Out. In.
Out. Almost there, please. Don’t stop.
A slower withdrawal as her own juices were painted up to her tailbone.
“Look at me.”
Not Trevor’s voice. Edgard’s.
Again Chassie twisted to look over her shoulder.
Edgard lowered into a crouch, his tongue licked a line from her clit, through her swollen pussy lips, stopping to swirl around the entrance to her sex, then lapping at her 205
Rough, Raw, and Ready
hole and following the split between her butt cheeks up to her tailbone. He stood and smacked his lips.
Chassie couldn’t help but groan as her head dropped helplessly between her arms.
She couldn’t stop the scream when her burning backside was doused with ice.
“That’s it. Now let us hear you, baby.”
Hot. Cold. Wet. Hands on her. Fingers in her. Too much sensation. She started to collapse from the effort to keep herself upright.
Trevor scooped her up and perched her on the couch. “Spread ’em wide.”
Somehow her brain processed the command as the scratchy couch material abraded her bare back. Two mouths kissed up the inside of her thighs and met in the middle of her twitching sex. She screamed when those two tongues began their assault. One hot. One cold. Licking her clit, then stopping to tangle as Edgard and Trevor shared an intimate kiss at the intimate heart of her. She grabbed two handfuls of hair, canting her pelvis, whimpering, wanting, needing.
A finger speared her ass; another speared her pussy. When Trevor sucked her clitoris, Chassie came unglued.
Every muscle in her body contracted and she sobbed through every pulsing, gyrating, wet, throbbing second of the most intensive orgasm of her life.
Soft, sweet kisses on her belly roused her and she shivered, opening her eyes.
Both men wore mighty pleased expressions, but the hunger in their eyes meant one thing: that was the appetizer.
Lord. She’d never survive the main course.
206
Lorelei James
Chapter Twenty-four
Trevor pursed his lips around Chassie’s right nipple and suckled softly, releasing the strawberry-colored tip with a loud pop. Jesus, she was sexy. Willing. Giving.
Adventurous. Accepting of his and Edgard’s harsher edges. Her skin was flushed so prettily, the inside of her thighs were soaked from excitement. His hair actually hurt, she’d pulled it so hard during her climax. “Chass? You okay?”
“Mmm. I think so.”
He grinned. “We’re switchin’ places, darlin’.”
“Why?”
“’Cause we ain’t done. On your hands and knees on the floor facin’ me.”
“I gotta warn you, my brain ain’t firing on all cylinders yet.”
Edgard tweaked her left nipple, then suckled the sting. “We want you so bad we’ll take you with the dazed look. You blow my mind.” He kissed circles around her breast, nuzzling her in the sweet, comforting way she preferred. “You are hotter than the sun, and if I don’t have you right now, I might actually burn up.” She snorted her disbelief and he helped her to the floor, still muttering nonsensical phrases.
Trevor slid into position on the couch, his cock at the level of Chassie’s mouth as Edgard spun her into place.
Then Edgard stood and rolled on a condom. Keeping his eyes on Trevor’s, he greased up his cock and grabbed the mini-vibrator.
Just like that, every bit of urgency returned.