Releasing his hold on her clit, Cody trailed his tongue down her wet, pink flesh, stiffening it and thrusting it deep inside her cunt.

“Oh…”

His tongue speared her, stabbing into her, rubbing her inner walls. She was going to lose her mind. That’s all there was to it.

Suddenly, he pulled back, lowered her buttocks to the mattress and bent her knees back until they almost touched her breasts.

“Better,” he told her. “Your cunt tastes even better than your mouth. I knew it would. Do you like that, Lanie? Do you like me eating that sweet pussy of yours?”

“Yes,” she moaned. “More. More, more, more.”

Was that really her voice pleading with him? What was happening to her? Whatever it was, she didn’t want it to stop.

“How about this?” His voice was low, husky, as he dipped a finger in her cunt, trailed it down to her anus and rimmed the tight little hole.

“Oh my god,” she squealed. The cheeks of her ass clenched around his finger as he pressed firmly against the tender spot.

He moved his finger away, his laugh sensuous. “We’ll get to that, sugar. You can bet on it.” He rose to his knees between her thighs. “Open your eyes, Lanie. Look at me. I want you to see me when I fuck you.”

She forced her heavy eyelids open and saw him looking at her with lust blazing in his eyes. He took one of her hands and wrapped it around his cock then spread open her labia.

“Show me the way, Lanie. Guide me home.”

Wishing that she could feel the naked skin of his cock, she squeezed her fingers around the thick erection. Pulling until the head touched her opening, she tugged again he began to slide into her.

“Good, Lanie.” He sucked in his breath. “So, so good.”

He moved her hand, pressed his thumb on her clit and pushed all the way into her. She came at once, bathing him with her liquid heat, her pussy convulsing around him as the tremors shook her body. His body was taut beneath her hands, rigid with the control he was exerting. He rode her through her climax then began to move inside her, taking her up again. All the while his cock moved back and forth in a smooth cadence, his thumb tormented and teased her clit.

When the tiny aftershocks finally faded, Lanie drew air into her oxygen-deprived lungs and tried to steady her heartbeat. But Cody wasn’t giving her time to gather herself or time to think. Capturing her mouth again, he increased the speed of his movements in and out of her pussy, rolling his hips to catch the sweet spot with his cock each time he thrust back inside her. The hair on his chest rubbed against her nipples, sparks of electricity radiating from them.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he ordered against her lips.

Lanie threw her legs around his waist, locked her ankles and dug her heels into the small of his back, pulling him tight against her. Beneath the tension of her own muscles, his rippled as he moved. She had never felt so completely filled in her life, every nerve in her body sparking with each thrust and retreat of his cock. Heat made her blood boil, and her heart thundered in her ears.

She could feel another climax rising inside her even as her body protested the impending intensity. It was too much. Too much. She tried to pull away, but Cody held her tightly, skewering her on his shaft, fucking her with such power she was afraid it would destroy her. With one final, strong thrust he took them both over the edge, his cock throbbing inside her while her pussy clenched and clenched around him and her liquid heat soaked him.

Their bodies shuddered together, Lanie sure she would splinter apart as spasm after spasm wrenched her body. She wasn’t sure whose heartbeat she felt, his or hers, thumping against her ribs. They lay in that position until the quaking subsided, holding on as if anchoring each other. Cody’s cock still flex inside her, drawing one tiny flutter after another until her cunt, too, stopped its convulsive clutching.

Groaning with the energy it took, Cody rolled onto his back, taking her with him. She sprawled across his chest, boneless and spent, wondering how her body had survived the sexual storm that had overtaken them. His hands glided up and down her back, fingers tracing the little bumps of her spine.

It barely registered when the bedroom door clicked open. Then a man’s voice pierced her consciousness.

“I hope you didn’t have all the fun yet.” The voice was deep, warm and amused.

Lanie started at the sound and tried to push herself off of Cody’s body. His hands pulled her back and pressed her flat against his chest then caressed her in a soothing fashion. “Shh, it’s all right,” he crooned.

“But-”

“It’s just Mark. You watched him in the other room. Don’t be worried. He’s alone. I told him he could join us, if you didn’t object. Just turn you head and say hello.”

Lanie obediently shifted her head to see the tall, lean naked man standing next to the bed. She burned not just with embarrassment but with a lust she hadn’t even known she’d had, as if everything she’d seen tonight had unlock a steel door inside her body. She had the most impossible urge to reach out and touch Mark’s rigid penis that was now so close to her face.

“H…hi, Mark.”

He leaned down and kissed her cheek. “Hello, Lanie.”

Cody stroked her cheek, brushing away the stray stands of hair. “If you’re not ready for this, sugar, it’s okay. I want you to know that.”

Was she ready? Lanie clutched at Cody. Only one way to find out. And strangely, she wasn’t frightened by the idea of another man joining them. Not as long as she had Cody as her anchor.

“Just remember,” he whispered. “You’re mine, no matter what. Say it.”

“I’m yours,” she whispered back.

“Good.” He nodded at Mark.

“I must say you have a fine, fine ass,” Mark told her. “Do you mind if I touch it?”

Lanie’s muscles tightened and Cody swirled his tongue in her ear. “Easy, sugar. If you don’t want him to, all you have to say is ‘No, thanks’. He’s just going to touch it. Maybe play a little. No fucking tonight with anyone but me.”

She closed her eyes and vivid images of the evening played against her closed eyelids.

What’s happening with me? Why am I suddenly craving all of this so badly? I want this man to touch my ass. To play with it. While Cody is still inside me.

“Go ahead.” She ran her tongue over her lips, wetting them. “Yes. Touch me.”

“Touch you where?” Mark prompted.

“O…on my ass.”

He sat down on the bed in the space between their bodies and the edge of the mattress. His hand rested lightly on one cheek of her ass. At first, she jumped, but his hand was so warm and the feel of it arousing. He stroked the rounded globe, slowly as Cody had done with her back and arms.

“Like this, Lanie? Is this how I can touch you?”

She nodded, breathing in, inhaling Cody’s male scent along with his spicy aftershave.

“How about like this?” His fingers trailed through the warm cleft.

“Like that, Lanie?” Cody wanted to know, his breath warm against her forehead, his hands still caressing her arms, her shoulders and her back, soothing, reassuring.

“Yes,” she breathed. Mark’s fingers were like matches igniting the nerves in her cleft and sending shivers racing up her spine.

Cody shifted his legs that were lying between hers, pushing them apart so hers fell wide. Mark’s fingers moved lower, bypassing the tight ring of her sphincter and going to the wet opening of her cunt. He drew a circle lightly around the skin gripping Cody’s penis, still tucked inside her. Then his fingers drifted back up again.

“How about here?” One finger pressed against her anus, rubbing lightly back and forth.

Unexpected tendrils of lust coiled through her. She wanted this! Oh, my god, she really wanted this. And more!

“By the way her fingers are digging into my shoulders, I’d say the answer is a big yes. Lanie, want to kick it up a notch?” He kissed her forehead. “Let’s try something and see how it goes.” He lifted his head. “Nightstand drawer,” he told Mark.