“You watched us,” she reminded him. “In fairness, you can’t ask Trey not to.”
“You like him being here.”
“I liked you being in the garage.” Her tone said all this was completely reasonable. Zane’s jumping nerves said it was thrilling but stressful. Trey closed the difference by reaching over to cup Rebecca’s breast.
“Do you like me doing this?” he asked Zane.
He liked it all right. Trey’s darker hand caressing her fair skin was nearly as hot as his cock disappearing in her body.
“I like it,” he said, out of breath. His hips pressed deeper, their motion impossible to restrain. “Rebecca, please move on me.”
“Put your hand on me too,” she said.
He covered her other breast so that he and Trey each supported one soft globe. This must have been what she wanted, because she writhed on him.
Zane and she made noises in chorus. The wet tight friction around his cock was too good not to moan over. Leaving the hand that cupped her breast in place, he took her hip to guide her as she lifted. From there, he slid his thumb inward to pull one labia wider. This exposed her clit to his and Trey’s view.
He guessed she realized this. She groaned as Trey swallowed.
“Can I touch her there?” Trey asked. “Can I pinch her clit out between my fingers?”
Rebecca’s neck was arched, spine twisting as she slowly rose and sank again. She couldn’t answer so Zane did.
“Yes,” he panted. “Do that to her.”
She came two seconds after Trey got his pinching rub on her. The ripples of her orgasm gripped his shaft. Trey milked the pleasure until she stopped shaking. Rebecca’s head tipped forward again, her gaze zeroed in on Zane, though Trey was the one who’d just brought her over. Her face was beautifully flushed, her irises a lustrous gray ring around her pupils.#p#分页标题#e#
What his face looked like, he didn’t know. Slightly crazed, probably.
“Are you ready for me to bring you off?” she asked.
Her voice was smoke, her body dripping heat down him. His cock gave a pulse hard enough to hurt. “I am ready like you wouldn’t believe,” he growled.
She didn’t rush. She rolled to his flare, tightened her gate around him, and then relaxed and rolled down. Maybe she did the muscle-squeezing trick for her own pleasure, but it felt great to him.
“God,” he said when she repeated it. “Please keep doing that.”
She leaned forward, bracing more of her weight on him—and more on the two palms that cupped her breasts. With his second hand, Trey started working her clit again. His fingers bumped Zane with her down strokes.
The combination was too enticing. Zane tried to breathe deeper, easier, to hold onto the edge longer.
“Slower?” Rebecca offered breathlessly, seeing him struggle.
“No,” he gasped, reluctant to give up the delectable sensations. “Keep on like that.” His grip tightened on her hip, his pelvis lifting off the mattress to press into her harder. He made a noise he would have been embarrassed by if she hadn’t made it back.
She couldn’t keep to her pace. Both of them needed her to speed up.
“Yes,” he said, giving her permission even as she took it.
She cried out and he did too, riding him as he bucked. He huffed for air and went crazy. Trey couldn’t hold onto her. Zane shoved his fingers where his friend’s had been, twisting and rubbing the slippery button as they both went over.
Heat shot from deep within his balls. His body clenched with pleasure, his cock jammed as far as it could go between her legs. His hang-ups intensified the climax, as if he’d indulged in something forbidden. He ejaculated until he simply couldn’t anymore. Then he collapsed with pure mellowness.
He was dazed and dozy from the hard come. At first, he didn’t understand why Rebecca lifted his hand from where it had fallen to the covers. His fingers were too limp to do her any good.
At least they were until she folded them under hers on Trey’s shuddering erection.
In spite of the massive climax he’d just enjoyed, Zane’s penis stirred inside her.
Trey gasped with shock and pleasure as they pulled the joined fist up him. Seeing how stiff and big watching them had made him, Zane suspected he was about to go.
“Tighter,” Zane said, voice hoarse from his final shout. Rebecca’s fingers immediately obeyed. Knowing Trey would like faster too, Zane dragged their fists to the crucial stretch of nerves on the upper part of his under side. Trey watched their hands slide up him, then gaped at them. Satisfied he and Rebecca were exactly where they were needed, Zane shimmied Trey’s skin up and down the hot spot as fast as it would go.