Spicy (Bad Boy Rockers 2)

Then I feel Donovan start to push into my ass with a finger, making me wetter and I rub against Reece who pulls away from my mouth gasping for breath. His dick is pulsing against my stomach as I continue to rub uncontrollably against him while I feel even more pressure against my ass.

“Three fingers, now,” Donovan whispers, his voice tight with lust.

Fuck, he’s going to make me come without Reece being inside me. That can’t happen.

“Now…please…I can’t wait.”

Donovan withdraws his fingers and lifts my hips up, which give him a good view of everything between my legs.

“Fuck…shit. She’s dripping.” He groans, as Reece takes hold of his cock and positions himself at my core. I don’t think, because I just want to feel, so I drop onto him. He goes balls deep and grips my hips for life. He feels so good. So big.

“Don’t move,” he grounds out. “Shit, I’m holding on by a thread here… Hurry the fuck up.”

“I’m about ready,” Donovan says, as I hear another condom wrapper rip open. “This might be cold.”

I turn to look behind me at Donovan and watch as he’s spreading, what I presume to be lube along the length of his cock.

Turning back to Reece, he clamps his hands on my ass and spreads me open. I feel Donovan’s cock at my forbidden entrance. He slips straight inside, an inch at a time. Stretching me. Stretching me good. Without them even moving, I can feel my climax starting to build. I clamp down on them with my internal muscles only to hear them both groaning.

Keeping my eyes open because I want to watch Reece come, I lean down and seal my lips to his, sucking his tongue into my mouth – not letting him go.

Donovan’s hands slide from my waist, up to my breasts and he starts to pinch, roll and pull my nipples. I want to shut my eyes, but I can’t. I stare into Reece’s passion filled eyes as he uses his hands on my hips to move me up and down his dick. Donovan catches the movement and starts to slide back and forth into my ass with each flex of my hips.

My whole body is tingling, even my scalp. The only sounds, which can be heard, are skin against skin, heavy breathing and the occasional cuss or groan. I feel as though I’m about to detonate, my stomach muscles begin to quiver and tighten…and then I’m coming…

“Ahhh…Oh God,” I scream. The muscles in my pussy and ass are clamping and quivering around the two cocks in so much pleasure I’m not sure where I stop and they begin.

Then Reece holds me still as he starts to jerk with his release, and he isn’t the only one as I feel Donovan jerking in my ass. He growls as he does shallow pumps with his hips before slowly withdrawing and collapsing on the bed to the side of us.

The whole time, my eyes have been locked on to Reece, who is having problems catching his breath. Not once since he entered me did we break eye contact.

~ * ~

After the decadent afternoon spent with Donovan and Reece, I’d gone down to Ryder’s and spent the evening with Thalia while we watched Deception on stage. The guys had been hot as hell up there, especially Reece who I couldn’t keep my eyes off. Oh, they’d both given me an afternoon to remember, but it had been the evening after we’d all left the bar, which was even more memorable.

Reece had wanted me to himself and made it clear to Donovan that he wasn’t to touch me again. In fact, he’d been damn possessive.

Arriving back at my room, he’d fucked me six ways to Sunday. I sigh at the memories we created last night as I feel his hands slide over me. His kisses press against my stomach as he watches my reaction. His eyes search my face as though he’s trying to memorize me. Trying to burn this gentle lovemaking into his mind so he can never forget.

My brow furrows at the thought, but before I can form the question, Reece sweeps me into the eroticism of his embrace and I’m lost to everything except his words and his touch.

The shrill sound of a phone ringing pulls me from the delight of Reece as he stiffens. Jumping off the bed, he unlocks his phone, and raises it to his ear, saying, “Dahlia.”

He gives me one last, longing look before turning his back to me to keep me from hearing his conversation. He dresses while he talks before grabbing his bag and leaving without one look or word in my direction.

He just left. Tears sting my eyes and I can’t believe that he just left like that. I swallow down the hurt threatening to crash over me. Even if there was an emergency at home or elsewhere, at least he could have said something. And who the hell is Dahlia? I’d never heard that name before, but then again I’ve only known Reece since yesterday so I suppose that’s to be expected. But why the fuck did he leave without saying a damn word?

Well I do know one thing, and that is I’m through with him. Nobody spends all night in my bed, and then wakes me up like a lover only to leave in the middle of our naked play without a word.

“The bastard,” I growl out as my tears finally arrive…

Part 2

October

Chapter 1

Callie