Colton pinched her nipples, momentarily drawing her attention away from Warrick’s entrance.
Isabelle’s libido was dancing like it was the end of the night and last call had already been announced behind the bar. So many wonderful sensations filled her body all at once she could hardly categorize them, let alone index them.
Colton’s cock was buried deeply inside her pussy, pulsing as if his orgasm was also imminent. He played with her breasts and nipples, bringing her closer to release. Warrick, the tip of his cock already pushed past the circle of muscles guarding her ass, started plunging inside at a slow, steady pace, thrilling her as he filled her a little more with each thrust.
Isabelle’s eyes closed as unseen fingertips grazed and pinched her nipples. A hand slid across her belly, inching closer to her clit. Was that Warrick? One touch and she would likely scream like the turbulent air in a wicked windstorm and let go.
Warrick pushed his cock all the way inside her ass and whispered, “Don’t come yet. Not until I tell you to.”
Or else what, she thought, but didn’t articulate it. If she spoke, she’d lose it. All her concentration was currently on not coming yet, as requested.
The magnificent feeling of both their cocks filling her body was indescribably delicious. The excitement of it made her a little bit short of breath. She loved this. She felt so viscerally connected. Pressed deliciously between two amazing men, sharing the incredible moment while linked together with the securest of intimacy, Isabelle was ecstatic.
She was very in the moment for the first time in her sexual history. This experience was the best she’d ever had. Each touch, each whisper, each movement so perfectly synchronized, she eagerly participated. Isabelle loved double penetration sex and was glad she’d prepared herself in advance instead of waiting.
The brush of a fingertip across her clit sent a vibrant thrust of arousal zinging along her spine. She sucked in a deep breath. She was so close. On the very edge. “Oh my God. Please. I want to come. Please.”
“Not yet,” Warrick whispered, but he sounded like he himself was on the ragged edge of his last bit of control. “Not quite yet.” Another stroke. “Wait a bit longer.” Another thrust and another sting of pleasure edged closer and closer to engulfing her in exuberant release.
Isabelle trembled with need, as Warrick’s finger stroked her clit once more. She groaned, already centered in the very precipice of letting go. Falling forward, over the edge of oblivion, no cares as to any retribution for not waiting, as requested.
Warrick’s finger edged away from her clit briefly, giving her a reprieve from the imminent climax she wanted so desperately. He moved out and then back inside her ass. Colton moved his cock in and then out of her slick pussy, each of them taking a quick turn, filling her body and retreating to let the other then fill her up.
The raw sexual feeling was glorious. The impending orgasm rushed up inside her even with no finger on her clit. In and out. Out and in. The two men penetrated her one after the other after the other until she moaned with each and every thrust.
Warrick plunged his cock deeply into her ass, groaning with the effort. As he withdrew, Colton shot his hips upward, pounding his cock inside her. The finger on her clit returned with a firm stroke and a whispered demand, “Come for me, Isabelle. Scream for me, if you want to.”
And scream she did. Her body fairly pulsed with the need to let go, and half a second later, Isabelle tilted her head back and shrieked to the ceiling the most epic climax she’d ever thought to experience.
Beneath her, Colton shot his cock deeply inside her pulsing pussy, held it there without pulling out, groaning his release. Behind her Warrick also filled her up, stiffening against her back and growling something incomprehensible in her ear. She was filled completely as waves of pleasure rolled over her and over her and over her.
Her lips were numb before she stopped screaming. She couldn’t even remember what she’d said in the moment. Did she even say words? Maybe yes, maybe no, maybe it didn’t matter. Her epic release along with some primal scream of impressive satisfaction echoed in the room.
It was the best fulfillment she’d ever known.
Isabelle nestled between these two amazing men after this impressive round of amazing sex with the firm idea that she never wanted to leave. She was falling in love with them.
Their first sexual encounter had been more perfect than she could have dreamed up on her own. The truth was that she’d already fallen in love with them.
She’d been halfway there before the delicious foreplay at Colton’s ranch house. She didn’t know what would happen next, but if she had her way, she’d never part from them.