The two men disentangled themselves from her but kept their hands on her body, making sure she didn’t do a face-plant. Never in all her twenty-five years had she experienced something like that. She was breathless and weak, but God, did she feel good.
“Come on, sweetheart.” She was aware of Max’s words but didn’t have the strength to open her eyes and see what was happening. Then she felt herself become weightless as strong arms picked her up and the clean, masculine scent that was everything McKnight washed through her. The chest beneath her head was solid and warm, and she let herself bask in the comfort of them taking care of her. Her back was the first thing that touched the cool, silk sheets as Max laid her down. She still didn’t have the strength to open her eyes and instead just rode the lust-filled high the two of them caused in her.
“Oh no, baby,” Ian’s big body pressed against her right side. “There isn’t any sleeping going on.” He pushed the hair away from her face and kissed the side of her mouth.
Max slid next to her left side and his hand found her breast. “We’ve only just started, sweetheart.”
Chapter Eight
Lola opened her eyes when she realized both men were naked beside her. Their thick, long erections were hot as hell against her body. At some point her top and bottoms had been completely removed, and the knowledge that she was naked, in a McKnight sandwich, almost sucked the air out of her lungs.
Ian moved closer to her and she felt his cock slide between her slightly parted thighs, rubbing along her cleft. Even after the explosive orgasm they gave her, she felt herself growing wet again. Max’s shaft pressed against the crease of her ass and his lips found the back of her neck. Max pushed her hair all the way off her shoulders to give him better access to her sensitive flesh. She wanted to feel both of them moving inside of her, but she wanted to do something for them first, something she had thought about while she touched herself. Pushing away, she admired the view of the two of them sprawled on the bed. Their dicks were like iron rods, lying on their ribbed stomachs, reaching their belly buttons. The thick veins that ran the underside of their erections throbbed harder the longer she stared at them.
“You keep looking at us like that and I don’t think we’ll make it all night, sweetheart.” She lifted her eyes to Max and saw him grin. His hand gripped his shaft and he started stroking himself. Her lips tingled to taste all that male flesh. A look at Ian proved he was watching her intently. She had a feeling he could read her better than anyone ever had.
“If you want it so much, why don’t you come and get it?” Ian grabbed the base of his cock with his big hand and stroked it root to tip. Just like his brother, Max watched her like he knew what she was thinking, like he knew exactly what she wanted.#p#分页标题#e#
“Come here, Lola.” God, their voices -- so deep and rough -- made her insides quake. She crawled over to Ian on her hands and knees. He spread his legs so that she could fit between them and held his shaft up for her waiting mouth. Max ran his hand down her spine and she looked over at him through the tangle of her hair. He was running his palm up and down his length, his eyes on her mouth.
“Come on, baby. Open up and swallow my cock.” Licking her lips, she started to descend. When she was close enough to smell the masculine scent of his cock she stopped and took a fortifying breath. He grabbed the mass of her hair and lifted it up, piling it in curls on top of her head. She knew what he was doing, and knew he didn’t want an obstructed view of her giving him head.
Max’s hand drifted lower and lower until he was palming one of her ass cheeks. He slipped his hand between the crease and started running the pad of his finger over her slick pussy, bringing the wetness to her anus. When she felt her back hole become good and lubed, he pressed inward and she felt what little resistance she had back there break. The first knuckle slipped in and then the second. She couldn’t do anything but close her eyes and ride out the wicked feelings his finger in her ass caused within her. When she felt him start to insert a second finger, Ian decided to rub the tip of his dick along her lips. She opened immediately and engulfed the crowned head. The salty taste of him exploded in her mouth and she hummed her approval. He was thick and so very long that she couldn’t swallow as much as she liked. He bumped the back of her throat and her eyes watered at the brief feeling of a lack of oxygen. It was a frightening and exciting sensation.
Over and over she sucked him, wanting to taste his cum, wanting him to let go of his load so she could guzzle it down. Max worked his fingers in and out of her, scissoring those thick digits, preparing her for a good hard fuck in her ass.