Summer's Indiscretion(Divine Creek Ranch 7)(64)

Meanwhile Ace zeroed in on her clit and lashed it with his tongue until she moaned for relief. His hands massaged the globes of her ass, and she shuddered again when one of his fingertips brushed against the entrance to her ass.

Ace knew she wasn’t an anal virgin, and she appreciated that he hadn’t suggested that since her pussy was off limits, perhaps she would let them take her ass. It told her they cared about her general level of comfort as well as her specific needs.

His fingertips stroked her ass again as his mouth made love to her, nonverbally promising her that he wanted it and probably soon. Her pussy convulsed with need at the thought, wringing another groan from him. Kemp was flexing against her, evidently finding it difficult to stay still while she playfully sucked on him. Deciding to get serious, she focused on relaxing her jaw and mastering the gag reflex. He made a surprised sound as she took a bit more of him then swallowed. He quickly became incoherent as she swallowed again around him, her throat working his cock. She pulled back to take a deep breath and repeated the move.

“Darlin’! Oh God, darlin’!” he cried out as she swallowed again and his cock pulsed in her mouth, and she started swallowing his cum as it spurted in her throat. “Damn!” His hands in her hair trembled as he thrust gently against her. She released his cock after sucking him dry and kissed it one last time before she rose from her elbows to balance again on her hands. She arched her back as Kemp stroked her lovingly and whispered, “Thank you, darlin’. That was amazing.”

She smiled at him and accepted his kiss. New heat blossomed in her pussy when Kemp shifted and moved behind her to watch as Ace ate her pussy. In her current position she felt vulnerable and controlled. She couldn’t see either of them very well and could only feel what Ace was doing. She pressed back against his face as he laved her clit mercilessly until she wanted to beg him to fuck her.

Kemp nearly growled. “Her pussy is perfect, isn’t it?”

Ace responded with a groan and continued. Kemp’s words ramped up her lust, and the thought of him watching as Ace tongue-fucked her nearly drove her over the edge.

Kemp continued, “I think she likes what we’re doing. Summer, you like being watched, don’t you? You like hearing what we’d like to do to you?”

Her voice was a shaky whimper. “Oh, baby, yes. Yes.”

She felt what she assumed was Kemp’s hand stroking her spine, and the loving, gentle touch tempered the wild lust inside her.

“I’d love to spend an evening outside, with the two of us fucking you at the same time, making you come so hard you see stars. I can barely wait to put my cock inside your sweet, little pussy.”

Ace chose that moment to suckle her clit gently, and the image of Kemp fucking her for the first time and them both being inside of her together sent her over the edge. Her pussy swelled and vibrated with tremor after tremor, and she screamed in ecstasy at the waves of pleasure reverberating through her at the thought of them both hammering into her.

She opened her eyes as she caught her breath, Ace’s soothing touch gliding up and down her back. Kemp helped her to lie down and provided his biceps for her to use as a pillow for a few minutes.

Ace lay down on her other side and kissed her. “Feel good?”

She smiled blissfully and nodded, but then her eyes flew open, and she looked down at his still very hard shaft. “Baby, let me help you with that.”

Ace chuckled and allowed her to push him onto his back. He wouldn’t let her to do anything for him last night, claiming that she must be tired and needed to rest. This morning she wasn’t going to be denied.





Chapter Eighteen



The doorbell rang at Discretion later the following Friday afternoon. Summer looked up to greet the customer who walked in and smiled when she recognized Chance Carlisle.

“Hello, Chance. How are you?”

Chance gave her a warm smile, showing his dimples, and said, “I’m fine, Summer. How are things with you?”

Summer bantered with him for a minute before asking what she could do for him, already having a pretty good idea. Chance had a “lady fair” who lived quite a distance away. Chances were good that he was planning another trip in that direction and wanted to take her a gift. This was the third time Summer knew of that he’d come into Discretion to make a purchase for her, whoever the lucky girl was.

“I’m planning to head west again in a couple of days. Lydia really seemed to like the gift I brought her last time, and I’d like to surprise her with something else when I stop in Fort Stockton.”

Fort Stockton. That was where she lived. Summer had a hard time remembering that it was Fort Stockton, in the remote west Texas landscape that she lived in. At least now she knew what the lucky woman’s name was.