It went on for several minutes, the group worship of her beautiful mouth. Camden passed her lips to Bryce, and then they were back on mine. We kissed her face, her neck, her bare shoulders as the robe slipped further down. We kissed her breasts, as they were eventually exposed. Her smooth white stomach quivered adorably, as we dragged our hungry lips across the vanilla-scented expanse of warmth and skin.
“We love you too,” I finally said, when we’d pulled back from our initial onslaught. It was almost impossible not to dive back in. Every cell of my body was exploding with the need to have her. To ravage her and possess her and to taste her again.
“I so totally, totally love you,” I said with a smile.
“And I love you,” Camden added solemnly. “Just didn’t know how to say it,” he shrugged. “Didn’t know if it would scare you off.”
“Make it unanimous then,” Bryce chimed in. His face might’ve been plastered with his trademark grin, but there was a seriousness behind his eyes I hadn’t seen in years. “Because I love you too, Karissa.” He reached out to touch her face with one big hand. “Maybe even since the day you got here.”
Our beautiful girlfriend stepped backward, letting her silken robe fall the rest of the way off. She hopped deftly up on the fountain, wearing nothing but a sleek black teddy. Her legs were covered with thigh-high stockings, connected by garter belts that made me want to shred them right off. I noticed she’d hopped right out of her heels.
“You really do love me?” she asked breathlessly. “All three of you?”
Her face was flush, her lips plump and ripe. As a trio, we nodded enthusiastically.
“Then show me,” she smiled wickedly, spreading her legs.
Forty-Nine
KARISSA
They took me one by one, right there beneath the star-filled sky. Each of them plunging desperately into me, fulfilling our day-long need to have each other.
I love them.
Roderick went first, taking his rightful place between my legs. He yanked the fabric aside and drove right into me, burying his face in my breasts as I wrapped my body around him. We grunted together like animals, my thighs spreading achingly wide to take him as deep as he could possibly go.
I love them all…
The heat of his thrusts ignited an all new intensity within me, and soon I was raking my nails down his back. The others stood nearby, to take his place. It turned me, on watching them look over us, knowing they would have me next. Their bare chests heaving in the moonlight. Their broad shoulders rising and falling with every breath, as my eyes crawled down the muscles of their powerful, sun-bronzed arms.
“Roderick…”
I whispered his name into his ear as he finished inside me, grunting and spasming through a series of orgasmic tremors. When he withdrew he was literally shaking, his entire body trembling with unspent energy. I watched him back away in a climax-induced daze, arms flexing, his hands opening and closing.
And they love you.
Bryce immediately took his place, causing me to gasp loudly as he surged into me. Seconds later he was jackhammering away, holding the full weight of my body in his two big arms. I felt myself go weightless as he lifted me from the fountain. Still thrusting away, buried inside me, he held me suspended against his shredded abdomen.
Mmmmmm….
At all once the world was spinning. Or maybe Bryce was turning, I don’t know which. He set me down on my stockinged feet, then spun me around so I was facing away from him. There was the distinct tearing of fabric, followed by a breeze of cool night air between my legs.
And that’s because rather than stretch my lace teddy to one side, he’d torn the crotch right out of it.
God that’s hot.
I was tongue-kissing him over my shoulder as he guided himself back inside me. Then Bryce was pounding away, tattooing my ass with those perfect abs. Slamming into me doggie-style again and again, until I was clutching the granite fountain and screaming for him to go even harder.
Which, of course, he did.
FUCK…
I came right before he did, shoving back so savagely against his thrusting cock I thought I might break it off inside me. Instead Bryce let loose in response to my own contractions, erupting like a magma-packed volcano. He shot jet after jet of his sticky white seed, high up into my dripping channel. Then he collapsed over my back, thoroughly spent.
But not for long.
“MOVE.”