Just when she was certain the rejection was coming he moved, his hands going to his belt, jerking the leather loose before his fingers tore at the metal tab and zipper holding them closed.
A second later, his cock was free, the broad, flushed head moist from pre-cum and throbbing imperatively as his fingers gripped the base, a pulse of moisture spilling from the slit at the crest as he gripped the shaft tight.
Quickly leaning forward she licked over the head, gathered the salty male essence to her tongue, let the taste of him infused her senses.
No sooner than her tongue licked over him, his hand flashed out, fingers burying in the hair at the back of her head and clenching in the straightened strands of hair, holding her still until her gaze lifted to his once again.
“I won’t be easy,” he warned her, his breathing hard and heavy. “Do you hear me, Summer?”
“I have never asked you for easy, Falcon. Not from either of you,” she assured him.
As he held her before him, he slid his fingers from the base to the tip of his cock, palmed the head, then stroked down again. Following the action her lips parted and she fought to drag in enough oxygen to at least remain halfway intelligent.
She was distantly aware of Raeg releasing his slacks as well, and drawing free the heavy length of his erection.
Both of them. She was so greedy, she thought. She had to have both of them to be complete.
“Come up here between us,” he ordered. “On your knees. Let me fuck those pouty lips, baby. And remember, you didn’t ask for easy.”
No, she hadn’t; she didn’t want easy. She wanted them as they were now, wanted to still the agony burning in all of them, and ease the wild need that was only growing inside her.
Moving slowly she eased back onto the seat between them, following the demand of his hand in her hair until she was on her knees, her torso bending as he guided her head down, her lips parting for the wide, engorged crest.
He didn’t tease her before pushing into her mouth. He pulled her head down as his hips pushed up, pushing past her lips and filling her mouth as deep as possible in one, dominant thrust.
At the same time, Raeg hooked his fingers in the band of her panties and ripped them from her hips. Immediately, his teeth raked over the curve of her rear, his hands gripping the rounded cheeks and parting them erotically.
“Fuck, I love your mouth,” Falcon growled, holding her head in place as the head of his cock throbbed at the back of her tongue, refusing to allow her do more than close her mouth around the flared head and suck it. “T
hat’s it, baby, work your mouth around my cock. Show me how hungry you are for it.”
She cried out around the intrusion, shock tearing through her as she felt Raeg’s tongue swipe along the cleft of her rear, raking over the puckered entrance hidden there.
“I felt that little jerk,” he panted, his fingers kneading her hair as she drew on the flesh filling her mouth despite her shock and uncertainty. “Do you have any idea how good fucking your tight little ass is? Parting those pretty cheeks and watching that tiny, tiny entrance flaring open to milk one of our dicks inside it?”
The explicit words should shock her, scandalize her. Instead, they sent moisture spilling from her pussy, gathering on the folds beyond and coating her clit.
At the same time, Raeg’s tongue eased along the shallow cleft again, paused at the forbidden entrance, and had her crying around Falcon’s cock as shock and lust built to a critical level.
“Does it feel good, baby?” Falcon groaned. “He’s tonguing your tight little ass, isn’t he? Want to know what that means?”
Her hands clenched the material of his slacks as she swallowed around the thick intruder throbbing inside her mouth.
“He’s going to fuck that pretty ass first. Fill it with his cock and ride it until you’re begging to come, screaming around my dick, desperate for just the right touch to throw you into that storm.”
He was drugging her senses. Drugging her mind even as she bucked at the sudden, quick thrust of Raeg’s tongue past the puckered little entrance, stroking nerve endings that were far too sensitive.
“That’s it, baby,” Falcon groaned. “Hum around my cock just like that.” He moved, drawing back no more than an inch before pushing to the back of her tongue again. “Ah hell yeah, tongue my dick, baby and Raeg will tongue that tight little ass…”
* * *
Falcon was dying. He could feel his balls drawing tight to the base of his cock, semen building, desperate to spill into the silky heat of her mouth. It was too damned good to let it end though. He couldn’t come, not yet. Not until Falcon was finished getting her ready to take them both.
“Her pussy’s so wet,” Raeg groaned as he retrieved the black nylon bag they carried in every vehicle they used.
Inside was a tube of lubrication that they kept for far more than just sexual acts. They hadn’t expected to take Summer in the back of the limo. If they had, they would have brought more than just the lube.
Dragging the tube from the bag, he quickly zipped it up and tossed it to the floor. His lips lowered once again then, his caresses causing shocked gasps and cries to vibrate around Falcon’s cock, the sound heightening the lust already tearing him apart.