Double Daddy Trouble

“Relax and it can feel better,” Sawyer reminded her.

She let go and opened herself to him. His tongue was like a warm ray coating her with hot light. He pressed his tongue deeper.

Jack stood up, gazing at her. He loosened her robe, slipping it off her shoulders.

“I want to come all over your tits, love.”

She nodded.

He shrugged his pajama pants off before climbing on the counter and straddling her. He pressed his erect cock to her lips.

She inhaled him. She loved sucking his dick.

Sawyer’s tongue eased into her swollen pussy before returning to her backdoor.

Her eyes rolled back in her head. It was complete ecstasy. Jack in her mouth. Sawyer fucking her with his tongue slowly and gently. They each took their time. Their hands massaged and caressed her. Each was careful to only dole out thrusts of gentle pleasure.

She heard Sawyer’s grunts and realized he was fisting himself while giving her pleasure.

The orgasms cinched them like dominos. Lily felt hers ripple through her as Sawyer pumped faster. She exploded around him, squeezing his tongue with all her power.

“Fuck, baby.” He moved, slicing his cock between her folds, careful not to penetrate her pussy as his come exploded from his body. At the same time Jack pulled back and covered her tits in his release. He emptied himself on her, panting. His brow dripped with sweat.

Lily’s eyes closed. She felt sated. Soothed.

“How do you feel now?” Jack asked.

“Can we do that again?” She looked at them.

They both laughed, trying to catch their breath. “After breakfast, love.”

Jack got a towel for her and a new robe. Once she was cleaned off, Sawyer returned her to the kitchen table.

He leaned toward her ear and whispered, “You are insatiable.”

She smiled and took a bite of her pancakes, letting the moment of triumph wash over her.

Thirty

Lily

“You know I’m sorry Jack’s not the one on the walk with you.”

Lily looked up at Sawyer as they hiked through rows of grapes. “Why do you say that?”

“He knows all this shit. I’m the silent partner in the vineyard. This isn’t my area.”

She laughed. “I like walking. I don’t have to know everything about the estate.”

“Good.” He threaded his fingers through hers. He had warm strong hands. She leaned her head against the bottom of his shoulder.

“But you could tell me some other things,” she answered cautiously.

“Like what?”

She twisted her lips together. “I want to know more about you. I feel like Jack is an open book. He’s told me all about his parents, the divorce, all the college stories, but you. You.” She gazed into his eyes. “You’re a guarded mystery, Sawyer.”

“And that bothers you?”