“Thanks. And hey, for what it’s worth?”
We locked eyes, and I saw sorrow. Maybe even understanding.
“I’m sorry.”
“Me too.”
There was a big blur of golden hair, and a moment later I was staring at Briggs’ ugly mug. A smiled forced my face wide. It was damned good to see him, even over nothing more than a tiny video screen.
“You done making our girl cry?” he sniped.
“Yeah yeah,” I rolled my eyes. “Like you weren’t the one who pulled the database query.”
He shrugged. “We all agreed to it. I just didn’t know you’d hide it from her.”
“Forget that for now,” I said. “I have news.”
I saw Briggs’ eyes light up. He leaned in close. “And?”
I glanced left and right in the darkness, then lowered my voice. “That thing we needed? That we’ve been looking for?”
He nodded eagerly. “Yes?”
“We have it.”
Fifty-One
SAMMARA
”My turn...”
Jason slapped me firmly on the ass as my lovers switched again. I was flat on my stomach, legs slightly apart. For over an hour now they’d been fucking me. Trading off whenever they got close, taking breaks whenever they needed to.
I myself never got any breaks. Not that I was complaining.
I’d lost count of the number of times I’d reached orgasm, and each climax seemed better than the last. At the moment I was sweaty and delirious, completely lost in a sea of strong arms and rock hard abs. Totally overwhelmed with the desire to come again.
You just can’t get enough…
It was true — I really couldn’t. The whole thing had become just that hot for me. Physical aspects aside, the very idea of screwing two guys at once set my pussy dripping. I suppose it was the ego-boost that came with simultaneously giving two men pleasure. The mental mind-fuck of being so thoroughly dominated — of being literally taken like a possession, from both ends.
But truthfully? I loved the control I had over them, too. Especially that moment their eyes screwed shut and I could bear down on them and feel them throbbing inside me.
They were two sides of an amazing coin. The control… and the surrender. That part was the most exquisite. I loved being tossed around and flipped over at will. Spread open and filled up and then temporarily discarded… until the next lover took his place between my warm, willing thighs.
“Open, baby.”
Jason pulled me up by the chin, reaching down to smear his slick cock all over my lips. I moaned as I tasted myself on him. It was something I’d never minded before, but now I was really learning to enjoy it.
Ohhhh…
At the same time, Ryan slid back into me from behind. I groaned as he filled me from within, gripping my hips in his two strong hands so he could guide me back and forth against him.
“God I missed this…” he hissed, slowing down in order to watch. “I missed this fucking pussy.”
He was eying the junction between our bodies. Watching himself plunge inside me. I tossed my hair back over one shoulder and flashed him a smile. “It missed you too.”
Ryan pumped in and out slowly, with deep, long stokes. His breathing was more rapid now. Every time he entered me he felt more heated, more excited. I knew he didn’t have long.