“I actuallycando everything including you two.”
Emma's sensual shift sends tingles through my body.
“And if you think that beer is good, you should taste this one.”
She brings the ice-cold bottle to her lips, gluing my eyes to her jaw. Emma takes a gulp before leaning forward and pressing her lips to mine. A fruity, hoppy taste lingers behind her natural tang, which for some reason, is so incredibly sexy.
She moves her body into mine, deepening our kiss.
I’m so hard, instantly.
We blow past foreplay as I unfasten my pants with my lips still connected to hers. I feel her doing the same, letting her shorts and thong slide to the ground. I receive approving groans from them as I pick Emma up and sit her on the counter. She peels her tank top off, over her head and Isaac approaches, kissing her neck and stroking his own freed stiffness.
Emma looks at me, breathless and I crash my lips back into hers with two times the power.
“Fuck me,” she moans, spreading her legs.
I press myself into her and have to hold in a loud, guttural moan.
God, she’s so sexy and feels so good. I could stay here forever, rolling my hips and abs into her hot body.
Isaac’s mouth connects with her nipples, forcing himself back into my vision. My eye is drawn to his hand, moving up and down, stroking. He catches me looking and for some reason, I smile.
His eyebrow raises, as if he’s saying, ‘caught you looking.’
To which my smile responds, ‘caught you enjoying it.’
My focus is on Isaac for only a snap second before Emma’s walls tighten around me.
“Holyshit, Emma,” I moan.
“I’m so close.”
Her breath is hot, and I’m taken aback when she presses my chest away from her. I back off, slowly sliding out of her warmth with a whimper.
Emma slides off the counter and stands between us with her rear facing Isaac. She arches her back into him, using me for support when he presses himself into her. His hands are tight on her hips as he thrusts, over and over again, into her. She bits her lips and aims her gorgeous green eyes up at me.
I can tell she’s close and the idea pushes me there with her. I press my lips to her again and pleasure encompasses me as she wraps her soft hands around my cock.
“Emma,” Isaac moans.
A shiver runs a sprint down my spine and without warning, a rush of release takes over. I’m moving my hips hard and fast into Emma’s grip, spilling into her. Emma and Isaac’s orgasmic moans fill the air, and she shutters in my arms until her muscles relax.
We’re breathless and hot and the smell of pizza and sex walks us back to reality, a reality where we all just has sex in Emma’s kitchen.