“Very much,” she answered without hesitation.
“Then touch me. I need your hands on me.”
India encircled his member with her fingers, testing its weight with her palms and giving it a light squeeze.
A throaty moan escaped his lips.
Her hand glided along his rod, tugging and pushing him gently.
Rafe’s sharp intake of breath told her how turned on he was and that gave her a sense of empowerment, knowing that she could bring this hunk of a man to his knees.
Grant’s warm breath against her skin sent goose bumps along her arms and the back of her neck. A fire burned between her legs and she wanted a cock inside of her—needed it.
Grinding her backside against Grant’s hardness, India silently pleaded for him to take her.
“You’re ready for me, aren’t you?” Grant murmured against her skin at the juncture where her neck and shoulder met.
“Yes. Please. Take me.”
Grant chuckled. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I have every intention of doing just that.” He pulled her against him.
India wasn’t sure how this was suppose to work with both of them. She looked at Rafe and then turned her head to stare at Grant. “What should I do?”
“Get on all fours, and we’ll take care of the rest,” Rafe instructed.
India placed her hands on the cool hard ground, a little scared and excited at the same time. She didn’t pause to think about what she was doing. All she wanted to do was feel this mind-blowing pleasure.
Grant remained behind her, pushing her thighs further apart.
She stiffened when he parted her cheeks and rubbed her anus. India had only had anal sex a few times with Kevin. The experience had been pleasant if not her absolute favorite act of the carnal arts, but she certainly didn’t want to have it right now without lubrication, especially with a cock the size of Grant’s. “Don’t. Not without…”
“Shh. It’s okay, sweetheart,” Grant assured. “I just want to play with you a little.” He continued to glide his thumb around the tight ring until she relaxed and was soon quivering with desire.
“Why are you teasing me like this? You know what I want,” she groaned, looking over her shoulder.
Bright blue eyes twinkled with lust as she met his hungry gaze. An emotion she couldn’t quite name hit her with such an intense force she looked away from him, and turned her attention to Rafe.
He’d shed his pants and now he was on his knees before her, fisting his cock, a look of pure animalistic passion stamped on his face. It sent a titillating thrill along her spine.
She licked her lips. “Let me taste you.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Rafe moved forward until the tip of the mushroom-shaped head was against her mouth.
Sliding her tongue along the conical tip, she circled the velvety skin.
Rafe dug his fingers in her hair. “That’s it, baby. Lick it.”
India sampled his cock with broad strokes, leaving no part of it unbathed with her tongue, tracing every veiny inch of him. Opening her mouth over his dick, she took a little bit of him between her lips.
Gently, Rafe pulled back and then pushed deeper until she was nearly swallowing him.
Grant stroked her with his cock, moving it along her rear, and sliding it against the cleft of her pussy, teasing and driving India to the brink of insanity. She backed up against him.
“Easy, sweetheart. I want to make this last. There’s no rush,” Grant whispered.
He was wrong. There was every need to rush because she thought she’d combust if he didn’t put his dick in her. Whimpering with her hunger and gnawing ache for him, India nearly cried in relief when Grant finally pushed his cock into her wet passage.
“Jesus Christ!” He slowly slid into her, one delicious inch at a time, stretching and filling her so wonderfully. “So tight. Just like I knew you’d be.”
India could only moan her pleasure as Rafe thrust his cock in and out of her mouth.
Grant remained still as though allowing her to adjust to his size. India however wasn’t prepared for his chivalry. She wanted his big dick pumping into her.
Jerking her body back, she slammed against his pelvis, sending Grant balls deep into her. She felt like weeping at the sheer bliss of the moment. It felt so incredibly good to have him inside of her. India never thought anything could induce such nerve-jolting rapture like being fucked this way. If someone would have told her one day she’d end up with two hunks at once, one in her pussy and the other in her mouth, she wouldn’t have believed them. In fact she probably would have called them crazy.
Straitlaced India Powers would never do something this wild and wanton, something so totally irresponsible, but she loved every single moment of this. And for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out why she had denied them to begin with.