Sparks Fly(Divine Creek Ranch 11)(33)

Angel nodded mutely and stepped between her legs and kneeled before her, watching as the rosy blush in her cheeks grew, and she sighed as she pleasured herself. His cock pulsed in need of release inside her slick depths, and he reached for her questing hand. He bent down and sucked her slick fingertips into his mouth one by one, her juices flavorful on his tongue.

Joaquin lay down nearby and stroked her abdomen then slid his hand up to cup her breast and tease the nipple to a peak. She pressed her hand to his, making him grip her harder, and opened for his kiss when he leaned to her.

Angel’s cock throbbed, and the deep ache in his balls that had been there since they’d left on the horseback ride grew in intensity. He stroked her lower abdomen as he fisted the root of his shaft, and then he lifted her left thigh and pushed it up as he fitted his shaft to her opening. He growled softly when her cunt clenched at the contact, and he smiled with approval that she still reacted so easily to them.

He teased her slick pussy, holding his desire to plunge right in by the barest of threads. Her hips flexed against him, and she let loose a needful-sounding moan. Joaquin sat up and watched, lust in his eyes as Teresa took the first inch of Angel’s cock. Both he and his brother loved watching her as she gave herself to them.

“Yes,” she moaned as he thrust into her engorged cunt.

He gripped his shaft and took a deep breath because her sounds were so erotic and he didn’t want to come too soon.

While stroking his once again rock-hard cock in leisurely fashion, Joaquin laid his hand on the thigh Angel had been holding up while Angel did the same with the other one. Doing this opened her wide and hopefully increased her feelings of vulnerability. Judging by her panting breaths and the way she arched her back, they’d succeeded. He wasn’t surprised that Joaquin was ready for another go-round. She excelled at keeping them in a state of arousal.

Angel placed his thumb on her clit and massaged in a circular motion as he flexed his hips and thrust home with one stroke. Her eyes opened wide, and she cried out joyfully, placing her hand over his on her right thigh as he thrust again.

“Yes, Angel! Please, more!”

Her cream coated his shaft as he pulled nearly all the way out and slammed home again, the primitive place in his heart satisfied with the visual evidence that she was getting what she needed as he slid again into her slick cunt. He lifted her hips and angled his cock to stroke her G-spot and was rewarded with her high-pitched cries as he strummed the spot repeatedly.

Her pussy grew tight, and he knew she was close when her body trembled and froze, waiting for the thrust that would drive her over the edge. He groaned with pleasure, holding back his release as he gave her what she needed, and was gratified when the tension burst within her. Her cunt rippled and convulsed on his cock as her sensual moans and cries filled his ears.

Riding the wave he could no longer hold back, Angel thrust repeatedly, watching as she took every inch of his length between her silky lips. Her pussy tugged at him with each backstroke until the orgasm shattered his control. His cum pulsed in searing streams into her hot little cunt until it overflowed from her.

As he caught his breath, Angel looked up at his brother, who was still stroking his cock. Joaquin’s eyes held a question. Angel looked down at Teresa as she panted, looking like a beautiful angel. “Joaquin needs you again. Can you handle it?” He knew Joaquin would jerk off to completion, but it was nowhere near as satisfying. He knew because he’d been in the same position himself.

“Yes, of course.”

Angel withdrew from her silky, wet pussy and let Joaquin take his place. Joaquin murmured, “It’s not going to take long, I promise. I don’t want you to be sore for the ride back.” Angel knew Joaquin was as protective of her comfort as he was and would go easy on her.

She smiled seductively at him. “Give me your cock.”

Joaquin chuckled and tilted his head back, gasping with pleasure as he slid in gently with one long stroke.

“Love me, Joaquin. Take what you need and give me your cum.”

Angel could plainly see that her soft words stoked Joaquin’s fire. Teresa had a gift for doing that at the right moment. Angel lay down on the blanket and watched as the two of them flexed and writhed together. At Joaquin’s nod, Angel reached out and stroked Teresa’s clit, making sure she would come again too. Teresa moved with him, flexing her hips and letting Joaquin hold her thighs wide open. The deep rumble in Joaquin’s chest signaled his orgasm was near, and Teresa clawed at him, gripping his hands as she tensed up and came undone one more time. Joaquin howled in relief, thrust twice more, and then held still as he breathed in deep gulps of air and shuddered as he came.