Tiny Dancer(Divine Creek Ranch 13)(81)

“Yes, I got plenty of rest. I want you, too—both of you. Right now.”

“Right here?” Ben asked as he drew near and her mouth watered as he continued stroking. She realized that he’d lubricated his big cock because it glistened in the moonlight. “Will you give me your sweet little ass out here where anyone could walk up on us?”

“Uh-huh.” Her body responded to the suggestion, hot moisture dripping from her slit, even though the idea of anyone showing up at that hour was ludicrous. It still played well in her subconscious.

“Show me your little rosebud, sugar.”

Quinten helped her to kneel on the chaise with her ass in the air for Ben. Her pussy quivered as the gentle breeze blew over her swollen tissues and made them seem even hotter and more aroused.

Ben opened the bottle of lubricant he must’ve carried out with him, premeditating this act which she’d looked forward to for days. He poured a dollop onto his fingers and stroked her flesh, drawing a gasp from her as her ass clenched at the contact.

His eyes glittered with lust as he glanced at Quinten, who stood at her side, and said, “Quinten looks happy about round two coming up. Why don’t you suck him until he’s good and hard for you?”

She turned her head and smiled up at Quinten, who was indeed growing randy for round two. She licked the head of his cock and realized that she not only tasted his essence but her own as well. She felt feminine and powerful to be able to inspire another erection in him so soon after his explosive orgasm. She slurped up one side of his cock and then the other, treating him like a double-decker ice cream cone.

“Yummy cock, honey.”

She licked her lips and sucked him into her mouth, groaning at his salty flavor and musky scent. A wave of need centered in her pussy and increased when she took his cock to the back of her throat.

“Baby, you’re so damned good with that hot little mouth. I can’t wait to slide my cock into your beautiful pussy again. I can never get enough of you.”

His words and the feeling of Ben’s slick finger sliding into her set off tremors in her pussy and ass. Quinten fisted his hand in her hair but drew her to him gently, encouraging her to take more, which she gladly did. She tugged rhythmically with her mouth, as she backed up to Ben’s fingers, trying to take him deeper. Her heart palpitated with love and the need to feel united with them in this special way.

Ben added a second finger and stroked her hip as he chuckled. “Slow down, eager little thing. You’ll get it soon enough.”

She made a negative sound in her throat and waggled her ass playfully at him, giggling when Quinten gasped at the vibration the sound made on his cock.

She stilled, however, when Ben added the third finger, and her sphincter stretched and burned with his penetration. She groaned as he thrust repeatedly with those three fingers, and hot chills raced up and down her spine, anticipation coiling within her.

Quinten’s cock became even more rigid in her mouth, and he finally stopped her from sucking him.

Ben patted Camilla on the ass then tapped her again on the other cheek. “Mmm. I like the way your sweet little ass feels under my palm.”

“Do you?” she asked eagerly as she looked over her shoulder at him.

“Would you like me to give you a spanking sometime?”

“You owe me one, anyway, remember?” She arched her back, presenting her butt to him, hoping for a few sizzling pops right then.

“Owe you? No. The rules weren’t in place then, so it doesn’t count. But keep yourself safe from now on.” He chuckled evilly. “No…I’m thinking that we’ll keep you guessing. Maybe we’ll tie you up.”

“Will you?” she asked excitedly, her cunt clenching at the prospect. While he continued stretching her back opening, he slid the fingers of his other hand through her slit, and his chest rumbled with a pleased sound.

“You really do like that idea, don’t you?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Well, you’ll have to be patient because I’ve waited long enough to have my cock deep in your ass. Get on Quinten and take his cock in your pussy. And no coming until you’re stuffed full of our cocks and I give the word. I want us to all come together.”

His vulgar words inflamed her and spurred her to do his bidding without inhibition as Quinten sat down on the chaise and beckoned her playfully.

Ben added, “And, sugar, if you need me to stop, all you have to do is say the word and it stops. No games.” She knew without a shadow of a doubt that these men would take good care of her, and one word from her would end it if she chose. She wanted very much to please them.