The Billionaire Bad Boys Club(69)

“I love your dragon,” she said, her right thumb running over it where the pointed tail stretched up his underside. Aside from its erotic suggestiveness, the tat was beautiful in the brightness of the garage, its colors and scales vivid.

“He’s going into you,” Trey said hoarsely. “As soon as I get this on.”

She wasn’t the only one turned on by this idea. Zane let out a low moan. Trey jerked but didn’t look at him. She suspected Trey would have liked Zane to roll on the rubber. Perhaps he didn’t want to push his luck. He did it himself instead, quickly and with deft motions. Rebecca watched him, mesmerized.

He brought her eyes back to his by slapping his palms on the car hood beside her hips. This too was a dominant gesture. She was very aware that—of the three of them—only she was naked. Moisture trickled through her folds, hot and slick. Trey leaned forward until the crest of his penis touched her where she was wet.

“I thought about this,” he said, his tone dangerous. “Every time we were together at the restaurant, no matter what else was going on, I wanted to be fucking you.”

She wet her lips, her gaze caught and held by the fire in his. She touched his penis lightly, adjusting its angle to fit his wide glans to her entrance. Trey sucked in air but didn’t move forward. “I wanted that too.”

Her answer freed him. He pushed in: one long stroke slow enough to count as careful. As his cock disappeared inside her, Zane made the same low sound he had before. Trey stopped when his slinged-up balls met her ass.

“Come closer,” Trey rasped to Zane. “Rebecca, lean back so he can see.”

Rebecca could hardly help herself. The pressure of his cock inside her was delicious. She had to arch at it. When she did, the shift in position bared the veiny width just above his root. Zane’s eyes totally locked on it. His fascination made her crazy, like the dial on her arousal was spun to ten. She needed to be taken as she never had in her life.

“Please,” she said to Trey, her grip tight where she hung on his strong shoulders. “Please do this.”

Trey snapped his reins but good. His smooth hard strokes reverbed along every nerve in her abdomen. The result was heaven and hell together—making her want desperately to come, yet also to go on like that forever.

“Rebecca,” Trey gasped in that way he had, as if her name was one he knew intimately. She supposed she understood why now. He’d been dreaming of her for years.

The thought excited her even more; the crazy intensity he brought to every plunge into her. Her breasts bounced on her ribcage, drawing his eyes to them. He palmed one, thumbed one, then simply gripped her hips and churned. That must have been what he wanted most. His head tipped back with pleasure, his Adam’s apple standing out. Groans issued from his chest and echoed through the garage. Rebecca dug her fingers deeper into his shoulders and timed her upward humps to his.#p#分页标题#e#

“Fuck,” he cried, approaching some crisis. “Fuck. Fuck.”

As amazing as his actions were, she couldn’t forget Zane. From the corner of her eye, she saw him wrap his crotch in a killer grip. He didn’t rub his bulge, but—boy—was he squeezing. New heat streaked through her at the sight of his white knuckles. Her pussy contracted helplessly around Trey’s shaft.

This shot Trey to a new plateau.

Groaning, he slammed her back down onto the car. His hands caught her wrists, trapping them so he could pull her arms out and up. Rebecca’s body writhed. She wasn’t fighting the hold but enjoying how unbreakable it was. Trey seemed to like her faux struggle. His cock stretched and throbbed inside her, his thrusts resounding against the car’s metal. His groans had devolved to snarls.

“I’ve got you too,” Rebecca panted, pulling her heels inward for his next drive. “You’re not getting away from me.”

She was small, but she was wiry. She used more strength on Trey than she would have dared with another man. The muscles of his butt clenched for her, giving her heels lots of firmness to dig into. His hips began to twist with his plunges, as if he craved the strongest possible pressure on every part of his cock at once.

Maybe Zane’s view of Trey going in and out wasn’t as good as before. He stepped right up to the car, his free palm planted inches away from her. He was so close Rebecca registered the waves of his body heat.

Trey gasped, sweaty hands threatening to slip on her outstretched wrists. “God, you’re so . . . fucking . . . tight.”

He swelled one more millimeter, and that was it for her. The sensations coiling inside her sex burst in an explosion of sweet feelings. Trey jerked his cock up into her, and up into her, like he couldn’t stop the motions. Bending, he caught her nipple in his mouth and sucked. He came like that, his moans of ecstasy vibrating through her breast.