Tearing her mouth from Christian’s, she said, “Make me come.”
“Yes,” Christian ground out. “Fuck her harder, Rory.”
He thrust into her and Bayli felt that disassociation from the tangible wash over her as she let go and gave in to the frenetic sensations seizing her.
Her body tensed and then everything ignited and she screamed her pleasure.
“Goddamn,” Rory rumbled from behind her. “Oh, Jesus, Bayli.”
His cock pushed deeper and she felt the surging and the erupting and it kept her coming. She clutched him firmly with her inner muscles. He panted heavily.
“Fuck,” Christian said on a low groan. “Bayli, don’t squeeze me so tight, sweetheart.”
Rory was quick to pry her fist from Christian’s shaft. “Don’t make him come just yet,” he said. “Let him fuck you.”
Rory pulled out of her and swiftly hoisted her up. Just as Christian lay back against the top of the credenza. Bayli straddled his lap as Christian rolled on a condom. Then he plunged into her and the frenzy of sensation started all over again.
Only this time, Rory was poised behind them and he cupped her ass, then nipped at the cheeks.
She was trying to fall into a rhythm with Christian and getting sidetracked by Rory. It was a little chaotic yet so damn thrilling. Christian palmed her breasts and massaged. Rory held her hips and made them gyrate against Christian’s pelvis as he fucked her. It turned into another melee of erotic feelings coursing through her.
“This is almost perfect,” Rory said.
Propping herself up on Christian’s wide chest with her forearms, she watched Rory round the credenza and whip off the lid of the ice bucket. One corner of his mouth lifted.
He held up a crystal-clear square cube with a hole in the center and said, “Cocktail ice.” Then he snatched a crescent-shaped cube from the small pocket separated by a divider and his grin turned downright sinful. “And then there’s ice for more practical purposes.”
Bayli had no idea what he meant. Until Rory inched closer to her and rubbed the cube against one of her nipples, then the other. The ice instantly started to melt against her heated flesh. And her nipples beaded tight.
“Rory,” she ground out as the fever burned within her.
He rounded the credenza. She glanced down at Christian, whose eyes were a stunning, glittery blue.
“You know what he’s up to, don’t you?” she asked.
“Not this time.” And he used a hand on the small of her back to press her more firmly against him as he plunged deeper into her.
“Oh, God, Christian.” His cock slid smoothly along her slick walls and she was just about to tune out everything but him. Until Rory’s hands were on her ass again and he spread her cheeks.
She felt the edge of the ice cube along her cleft and knew the cube was in his mouth. She gasped.
Christian’s strong features darkened. “Oh, fuck.”
He must have felt the cool rush of liquid as the ice melted against her skin and dripped onto him, because Christian’s ass clenched, his hips lifted, and he pistoned rapidly into her.
Bayli couldn’t catch her breath, let alone process Rory’s next move. She felt the tip of the crescent rim her anus. Then penetrate. Ever so slightly. Ever so slowly.
“Oh, God.” The ice inched in farther. She felt Rory’s lips against her skin. Then suddenly— “Oh, my God!” The cube literally popped into her. More like there was a suctioning action within her that drew it in. Either way, it filled her with a crisp sensation surrounded by her body heat and it felt … so fucking fantastic.
Her forehead dropped to Christian’s chest. His grip on her hips tightened. Rory’s hands pushed her cheeks together, holding in the cube. Not that it was going anywhere, because Bayli clenched it and felt the deliciously chilly burst along with the corresponding tantalizing trickle down the inside of her leg.
“I’m going to come,” she said on a ragged breath. “I’m going to come so damn hard.”
“Yes,” Rory all but growled from behind her.
Her palms pressed to Christian’s pecs, her spine arched. Christian thrust up into her as Rory’s teeth nipped at her ass.
“Fuck!” she cried. “Christian.” She was on the precipice and nothing could stop her from falling. But she still needed more. Her fingertips curled. She tried to straighten them.