Author: Olivia Cunning

Trey eased away.

“No,” she moaned. “Don’t stop. Please. Feels… Feels… so good.” A broken sob erupted from between her lips.

“Eric can’t see if you grab my head, sweetie. You want him to see, don’t you?”

She nodded vigorously.

“Eric, why don’t you come down here for a closer look?” Trey said, looking at Eric through his longish bangs with those emerald green bedroom eyes. Trey’s lips were slick with Rebekah’s juices. Juices Eric wanted to sample.

Eric forced his hand from his cock—fuck, he was hard—and sat on the end of the bed next to Rebekah. He tilted his head for a closer look. Watching him from beneath heavy eyelids, Rebekah shifted her leg so that her bare skin was touching Eric’s thigh. His entire body went taut. Trey rubbed his tongue over her clit again, and she jerked. With several rapid strokes he had her hips undulating in torment. Her scent intensified. Eric breathed deeply through his nose, his thoughts thick with lust. He wanted to immerse himself in her. Touch her.

Eric’s hand trembled as he slid it across Rebekah’s lower belly. Her back arched, and she panted. “Eric.”

“Eric?” Trey murmured with a crooked grin. “I’m doing all the work here.” He winked at Eric and went back to work. What was Trey up to? He didn’t get that ornery gleam in his eye unless he had some ulterior motive. Eric couldn’t think well enough to puzzle Trey out at the moment. Not with this beautiful woman’s naked body in sight.

Eric slid his hand over Rebekah’s belly again. Goose bumps rose along her smooth flesh. She groaned in torment.

“Show me that you want me, Eric,” she whispered. “Show me.”

Her passion-glazed eyes moved to the bulge in Eric’s boxer briefs. She wanted to see? Many girls got a little freaked out when they realized watching them get done by one of his friends excited him so thoroughly.

Eric eased his black boxer briefs down so that half his cock appeared above the elastic waistband. Her breath caught, and she rubbed her nipples with both hands. He imagined his hands taking the place of hers. His tongue against those taut buds. Gently scraping his teeth over them. Sucking on them until she clung to his hair.

“Do you want to taste her, Eric?” Trey asked.

Eric’s cock twitched. He swiveled his head to look at Trey. “Yeah.”

“How much?”

He took a stuttering breath. “So much.”

Trey rose from the floor and stood over Eric. He bent close until their noses almost touched. Eric considered leaning back to get Trey out of his personal space, but he could smell her. Smell Rebekah. On Trey’s lips. Eric’s eyes drifted closed. He grabbed the hair at Trey’s nape to keep her scent close. Trey didn’t move away. He leaned closer.

“You smell her, don’t you?” Trey murmured. His nose brushed Eric’s. His long bangs tickled Eric’s cheek. Eric couldn’t move. Could only breathe in her essence. Even if it was mingled with Trey’s. “Show her how far you’d be willing to go to taste her, Eric.”

Eric did want to taste her. He did. He wasn’t sure if he could do what Trey was suggesting, but what he wanted was so close. All he had to do was close the scant inch between his mouth and Trey’s, and he could sample her flavor.

“Show her,” Trey whispered.

Eric’s tongue slid out between his lips. When it touched Trey’s lip, he jerked back slightly. Her sweetness registered on Eric’s taste buds, and he groaned in pleasure. Eric ran his tongue along Trey’s upper lip. Sucked gently. He found more of Rebekah’s sweet cum on the tip of Trey’s tongue. Eric sampled more of what he wanted from Trey’s mouth. More of what he needed. Her. He wanted her. Needed her. Rebekah made a sound of torment. Eric could only concentrate on one thing though. The taste of her juices in Trey’s mouth. Eric sucked it off Trey’s lips and then stroked Trey’s tongue with his to collect more of her nectar. Eric started when he encountered the piercing in Trey’s tongue, but was soon delving inside again.

“Oh,” Rebekah purred. “Why is that so sexy? Kiss him, Eric. Taste me there.”

A hand wrapped around Eric’s cock. For a scant second he thought Trey was about to seduce him as he’d seduced so many men in the past, but it wasn’t Trey’s hand stroking his length tentatively. It was Rebekah’s.

All too soon, Rebekah’s taste was no longer discernible from Trey’s. Eric jerked his head back.

“You’re not a bad kisser, Sticks,” Trey said with a crooked grin.

Eric couldn’t even dwell on how disturbing he found that compliment. He’d never kissed a guy before. All Eric could think about was sampling more of Rebekah’s taste.

Eric shoved Trey aside and pulled free of Rebekah’s gentle grasp on his cock to kneel on the floor between her legs. He gripped her ass in both hands and pulled her delicious pussy against his face. He licked and suckled her like a starving man. He could not get enough. He writhed his tongue inside her as that seemed to stimulate her juices to flow the most freely. Rebekah’s excited cries fueled him to lick her faster. The way she moved against his seeking tongue urged him to plunge it deeper inside. Her heels pressing into his back encouraged him to add suction to his probing. After a long moment, someone pushed against Eric’s forehead until he lost contact with Rebekah’s flesh.

“I think you’ve had enough,” Trey said. Again with the devious grin and twinkling green eyes.

“More,” Eric growled. He sometimes scared himself when he got out of control like this, but at the moment he wasn’t scared of his lust. He merely wanted it appeased.

“Why don’t you let her taste herself on your lips?”

Eric’s heart thudded and then began to race. That would entail kissing her. Eric launched himself across the bed and landed beside Rebekah. She laughed softly and grinned up at him.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked.

She sank her fingers into the long hairs at his nape and lifted her head to claim his lips. He took that as a yes. Eric got lost in her kiss. These lips were as sweet as her others, and her scent still clung to his skin. Each inhalation of her musk ratcheted his desire to a higher level. He wanted her. So much. His hand slid over her rib cage and cupped her small breast. When his thumb brushed her hardened nipple, she gasped into his mouth.

Unexpectedly, she turned her head to the side and separated their mouths. “Wait,” she cried and slid her hips across the bed. “Don’t.”

Eric looked down at Trey. He wasn’t sure what Trey had been doing to Rebekah while he’d been distracted with her kisses, but Trey looked none too pleased about her sudden refusal.

“What do you mean ‘don’t’? You aren’t going to leave us hanging again, are you?”

“I mean, don’t. Not there,” she said, her words broken by ragged gasps.

Eric looked at her and found her eyes brimmed with tears. His heart stumbled like a racehorse going down at top speed. He wrapped both arms around her and tucked her head against his chest.

“We’ll stop,” Eric promised. He’d definitely need to jack off, and soon, but his satisfaction was not worth this woman’s tears. He kissed the top of her head.

“No,” she said, “I don’t want you to stop, Trey. Just not there.”

“Not everyone likes anal, Trey,” Eric said, tugging her more securely against him. He wasn’t sure why holding her made his heart race so fast. He just wanted her closer. To absorb her into his body. What a strange thought.

“I wasn’t touching her ass. I was—”

“Yes, anal. I want anal,” Rebekah said, her voice muffled by Eric’s chest. “I loooooove it. Give it to me in the ass, Trey.”

“Ashtray?” Eric echoed, confused.

Rebekah’s body shook against his as she laughed. “In the ass, Trey, not the ashtray.”

“Oh.” For some reason Eric would rather Trey fuck an ashtray.

“No pussy? You sure?” Trey asked. “That’s what Eric really likes to watch.”

True. That’s what Eric usually liked to watch—some chick’s swollen pussy getting stuffed with a friend’s cock—but this wasn’t some chick. This was Rebekah. He’d be totally okay with Trey getting lost and just watching Rebekah pleasure herself again. That had been beautiful. Magnificent. Sexy. And most importantly, for him alone.

“Maybe you want to let go of her now, Eric,” Trey said, tugging on Rebekah’s ankle.

No, not really, but he did anyway. Eric captured her lovely face between his hands and kissed her nose. “If you don’t want to, you can tell Trey no.”

“I do want to,” she said breathlessly.

Damn.

Rebekah rolled away from Eric and onto her belly. She spread her ass cheeks with both hands and said, “Okay, do it. I’m ready.”

Eric scooted down the bed for a better look. He’d never seen a pussy more swollen and wet. How could she possibly mean she’d rather have it in the ass? It was a very nice ass, but no comparison to her feminine folds.

Trey chuckled. “Not even close. I was prepping the wrong hole the entire time. Now I have to start over.” He wet the tip of his middle finger by collecting the fluids drenching the flesh between her legs and then slipped it inside her tight ass to the first knuckle.

Rebekah tensed.

“Just as I thought,” Trey said. “You’ve never done this before.”

“Yes I have. Lots of times.”

Eric watched Trey’s finger slide deeper into her back passage, and then he slowly withdrew it before plunging it into her body again. Trey was right. She was entirely too tense for someone who looooooved anal. Didn’t matter to Eric, though. Watching Trey loosen her passage was damned sexy. Eric’s cock began to throb incessantly. If he hadn’t been worried that Rebekah would be put off by his actions, Eric would have stroked himself in time with Trey’s gentle probing.

Trey leaned over Rebekah’s body to whisper into Eric’s ear, “Show her that she turns you on, Eric. That’s what she really wants. Better yet, tell her.” Trey leaned back and winked at him.

Huh? Tell her. Tell her what?

“Your ass is so sexy, Rebekah,” Eric said, feeling pretty stupid for saying it.

“It is?” she panted and rocked backward to take Trey’s finger deeper. Eric’s cock twitched at the sight.

“Yeah. Just looking at it makes me want to touch myself.”

Rebekah surprised him by grabbing the front of his underwear and tugging them down until his rigid cock sprang free. “Oh, Eric, you’re so hard. Is it for me?”

Who else would he be this hard for? Trey? No chance. “Yes. For you.”

She ran a single finger up the length of him and settled her fingertip in the tiny opening at the tip. Eric sucked an exited breath through his teeth.

“That’s it, Rebekah. Relax.” Trey had two fingers inside her ass now. “I’m hard for you too.”

“You are?” She glanced over her shoulder. “Show me, Trey.”

Trey whipped his hard dick out of his boxer shorts, and Rebekah’s hand moved to circle Eric’s cock as she stared at the evidence of Trey’s excitement. She tugged Eric’s cock a few times, and his eyes drifted shut.

“Touch yourself, Eric,” she panted. “Please.”

She released him and grabbed his hand, directing it to the smooth hot flesh of his cock.

“Look at me and touch yourself,” she instructed.

He definitely wanted to touch himself when he looked at her.

Trey pulled away and moved around the bed to a side table drawer. “I wonder if someone thought to restock our fun drawer.” He pulled it open and found it empty. “Ah, this sucks.”