She released Travis’s cock to answer. “Yeah, cowboy. Go ahead.”
The cool sensation of lubricant, coupled with the heat of Dale’s fingers, melted against Jill’s tender flesh. He massaged her tight rim, and inserted his wet finger slowly, stretching her. The feeling was so invasive, so intense, but she relaxed into it, and found pleasure in having Dale fill her so thoroughly.
Travis’s cock still dangled in front of her, but she leaned back into Dale’s body and quivered as he added another finger and fucked her in two places at once. The climax took her by surprise. He hadn’t even been touching her clit, but she shattered, and tiny sparks erupted on her flesh. She soared higher and higher, and her only regret was that Dale wasn’t coming with her. She cried his name, her voice not quite her own.
“That’s right, darlin’,” he said. “Come. Come for me. Only for me.”
Only for me. Had Dale forgotten Travis was there? Once her pussy relaxed, Dale removed his cock and pulled her against his chest in a tight embrace.
“That was phenomenal, Jill,” he said. “Like nothing I’ve ever felt before.”
“But you didn’t—”
“No, not yet.” He cupped her cheeks and pressed his lips softly to hers. “What was phenomenal was making you come like that. I loved it.”
“But I want you to come. So far, this night’s been all about me.”
He chuckled against her lips. “All about you? I’ve had a rippin’ good time. And so has Trav. Haven’t you?”
“Hell, yeah. Watching you, and being a part of it, boggles my mind.”
“You want to come some more, darlin’?” Dale kissed her cheek.
“I…I…”
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Dale’s husky laugh vibrated against her neck. “Let’s get you cleaned off. The hot tub’s all fired up.”
He stood and lifted Jill, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Amazing, how their two bodies fit together, as though they’d been created for each other. Skin-to-skin with Dale was the most erotic, delicious and sweet sensation she’d ever felt.
“Come on, Trav,” he said.
* * *
Dale kept his hot tub lukewarm. That’s how he and Jill preferred it. They could stay in as long as they wanted without getting overheated. Still, to prevent dehydration, he kept plenty of water handy. And another pitcher of honey-lemonade.
The warm water swished around his body, tickling him. His erection still raged.
He could have come. He would have gotten hard again right away. Jill had that effect on him. He could fuck her every night for the rest of his life and not get tired of her beautiful body, her tight pussy, her amazing selfless heart.
God, he loved her.
The words he’d never said to a woman didn’t particularly surprise him. Even though he hadn’t formed them until now, they saturated his mind, as if they’d always been there and always would be. He loved Jill.
She sat on the edge of the hot tub, her legs spread, Travis’s blond head bobbing between them. Her eyes were closed, and her body glistened with shiny perspiration in the moonlight. Sexy little moans escaped her throat.
She was beautiful. So fucking beautiful. And now, as he watched his best friend eat his woman’s pussy, he knew, without a doubt, he’d spend the rest of his life with her.
Tonight was a gift. A gift she deserved, and he was glad to have given it. An experience she wouldn’t soon forget.
But it wouldn’t happen again. Jillian Reynolds would be his, and his alone, for eternity.
He tapped Travis’s shoulder impatiently. “My turn.”
Travis lifted his head, his chin gleaming with Jill’s sweet cream. “Sure, bud.” He moved to the other side of the tub.
Dale buried his face between the legs of the woman he loved. She smelled like peaches. Peaches, lemons, honey, and Jill. An inebriating combination, and one he wouldn’t tire of any time soon. Slowly, he licked her slick folds, like silk against his tongue.
“Ah, Dale.” She sighed. “I love when you lick me.”