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Melissa took in his nakedness when she turned toward Luke. He was so sexy she nearly climaxed then and there. Her cunt clenched and her clit ached, releasing juices onto her inner thighs.
His shoulders and arms were a mass of muscle that rippled with his every movement. The dark brown hair in the valley between his rock-hard pecs made her want to reach out and slide her fingers through it, to see if it felt as soft as it looked. His stomach was washboard hard, causing saliva to pool in her mouth. And his cock. Luke’s cock was massive, standing high to just above his navel, and was so thick she was sure it was bigger than her wrist. The dark-purple head was wet with pre-cum, and she licked her lips in anticipation.
Luke gazed into her eyes and she saw the fire of arousal burning out from him. Grabbing the edge of the towel, he tugged it open and then pulled it away. His eyes ran over her body, taking in her form and lingering on her breasts and then on her bare mound. After a few moments, his eyes followed the curves of her body again, from the tip of her toes and up until he met her gaze once more. He licked his lips and then groaned as if he liked what he saw.
Melissa hoped so. She wasn’t very curvy at all. In fact her curves were slight and not voluptuous like other women she’d known. But when his gaze locked with hers, all her uncertainties waned. The heat and hunger in his eyes was so ferocious she wondered why she didn’t burst into flames then and there.
The way he was looking at her made her feel soft and feminine and her confidence in her own sexuality grew. A feminine power she’d never felt before filled her with a self-assuredness she’d never imagined feeling.
Luke’s eyes dropped to her mouth and then they traveled down to her breasts. Her areolas crinkled and gathered in and her nipples hardened even more and began to throb, as if begging for his touch, and not just from his gaze. Once more, his eyes met hers and then he reached out, caressing the skin of her belly with his slightly callused hand. The gentle abrasion added to the sensation and made her crave more. He shifted and then both his hands were on her waist. They were so big, he spanned her waist with ease. And then he moved them again, his warm skin leaving goose bumps in his wake as he caressed down to her hips, along the outside of her thighs to just beyond her knees and then back up again.
“You are so sexy, Melissa.” His voice was a little gravelly and he was panting with hunger. She was glad she wasn’t the only one affected by the lust humming through her body. “You are absolutely perfect, sweetheart. You were made for Damian and me.” Luke groaned again before swooping down to take a nipple into his mouth.
Melissa whimpered at the exquisite feel of Luke’s mouth on her sensitive nipple. He suckled and flicked the engorged peak with his tongue, then gently bit down, giving her a taste of a little pain with her pleasure. She couldn’t stand it any longer. She needed one of them to fuck her.
“Please, help me.”
“Please what, baby?” Damian asked as he got on the bed.
Melissa turned her head to look at Damian, her answer dying in her throat when she saw his naked form. He was not quite as muscular as Luke. His muscles were longer, sleeker, but no less impressive. His chest had dark hair in between his pecs and his washboard stomach rippled with his movement. His cock was shorter than Luke’s but, God help her, he looked thicker. There was no way he would fit into her body without ripping her apart.
“I’ll fit, baby.” Damien must have seen the trepidation on her face. “Your body was made to take us, Melissa. We’ll go nice and slow so you have time to adjust. I want you to tell me if I hurt you too much. Okay, baby? I’ll stop if you want me to.”
Damian kept his gaze locked to her as he maneuvered between her legs, and then he lay down on his belly with his head hovering above her pussy. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and spread her legs wide. Keeping eye contact, he leaned down and licked her clit with the tip of his tongue.
Melissa went wild. The first touch of his tongue on her throbbing clit had her bucking her hips up into his mouth, silently begging for more. And he didn’t disappoint her. He clasped her hips more firmly, as if trying to hold her still, and then applied more pressure to her clit with his tongue.
She was on a sensory overload. Luke was suckling her nipples, alternating between each breast while Damian licked her clit until her cream was running from her slick sheath in a steady stream.
Damian licked her from ass to clit, running his tongue up and down in between her slick folds. He adjusted his hold on her to keep her legs wide, but also to keep her from bucking him off when her hips thrust up again. She felt so wild and couldn’t help but to react to her body’s natural instincts.