8
Sweet Intensity
Derek leanednext to my ear. “How’s your pussy, baby? You feeling good?”
I nodded, unable to say much. “Mmmm…” I murmured.
“You ever been with a cowboy, darlin’?” he rumbled softly, his voice tickling the nerves in my ears and making me shiver.
I shook my head. “Not yet,” I admitted.
That was abigmistake on my part. I’d been wasting my time with fucking lawyers.Small-dicklawyers at that.
And I seriously doubted these guys were anything less than totally impressive themselves.
“Well, it looks like you’re about to be with three cowboys, baby,” Shawn added.
Fuck yes.
“Ohhhh,” I gasped, as one of the guys sped up his rubbing of my clit. I wouldn’t have suspected being touched over my panties would be so amazing, but it was the most freaking crazy tease ever. I found myself grinding against his hand, begging for more.
Were they intentionally driving me mad? Were they trying to make me come, or were they trying to get me to beg? If that was the case, I knew what I had to do.
“Please.”
“I think our girl wants the real thing,” Shawn said. “Is that it, Leesa? Do you want to feel your pussy stretched over our cocks?”
Nick lifted his head from the seat where he’d been relaxing since his explosion and rubbed a rough thumb across my bottom lip. “Look at that pretty mouth. Looks so empty,” he said, slipping his thumb between my lips. “It should be full.”
And as if by instinct, I drew on his thumb almost as hard as I had when his dick was in my mouth.
At the same time, one of the guys behind me pressed my lower back, which caused my ass to rise and legs to spread open even wider, fully wanton and physically begging to be fucked. My panties were finally pulled down to my knees, and the cool air that hit my soaked pussy sent a shiver over my entire body.
“Reach back,” Derek said in a deep, rasping voice. “Open yourself for us.”
I rested my head on Nick’s thighs, continuing to suck his thumb, and pulled the tulle of my stupid dress out of the way to get at the base of my ass cheeks. I should have been dying of shame, willing to do anything to get away. Here I was, a jilted bride, exposed on the side of a country highway while about to be triple fucked by three strangers.
But there was no shame. I felt sexy. Proud. I was turning these men on, I was doing every single thing of my own free will. I was wanting these sexy men to fuck me as hard as they could, confident that I could take it all and give it back to them in spades. It was heady and powerful, especially after the terrible insults of earlier in my day.
And when I opened my most private parts for Derek and Shawn, their groans of appreciation were in utter harmony. “Oh yeah,” they murmured simultaneously. “Perfect.”
Now that I was bare, I wanted to beg for their fingers on my flesh, to feel the real thing no longer encumbered by fabric. But what I felt next was even better.
One of the guys’ tongues burrowed between my thighs, parting my pussy lips and drinking my excitement with a vigor I’d never experienced. While one of the guys probed me with his tongue, the other dragged some of my moisture up to my asshole, and pressed lightly against it.
With Daniel, ass play was not my thing. The only time he’d even mentioned it, his fumbling, rough attempts were unpleasant and annoying. Even my own explorations had been little more than an occasional porn video and some mental imagery. But the gentle way that moist, slippery finger pulsed and massaged against my tight opening was intoxicating. It was pleasure, all dark and heady and sweetly intense.
I wasn’t sure what he was going to do next, but I trusted that I’d love it.
Holy fuck. How does a girl go from getting shit on by a mediocre fiancé to spending a glorious afternoon with three sexy, strapping cowboys who ignited within me a passion I’d never experienced? I was truly on fire from head to toe, my eyes fluttering closed and then popping back open at every new sensation.
“You good, baby?” Derek asked. “You like?”
“Mmmm,” I mumbled, still sucking furiously on Nick’s thumb.
“Okay then. Are ya ready, brother?” he asked.
Ready? Ready for what?