“We’re just having a civil conversation about steaks,” Calvin said.
David perked at the mention of it. “I hope its Peter Luger’s steaks.”
Sam winked. “You betcha. The butcher ordered it special for me.”
“Atta girl.” He flopped on the coffee table and lifted her foot, taking her slipper off.
“What are you doing?” Sam grinned.
“What do you think? I haven’t seen you in a week.” David massaged her calf then caressed her thigh.
Heat spiralled to her centre from his touch. All of a sudden, her body craved for more of his touches. His caress. His kiss.
Adam nuzzled behind her ear. “Let me help you with that. I love undressing a pretty girl.”
Sam shivered. The thought of sleeping with the three of them at the same time brought an indescribable thrill deep inside her. She remembered the night after the gala. Adam hadn’t wanted to share originally, but David and Calvin were too frisky to wait for their arranged turn. They’d all ended up in her bed, fucking until morning. Six ways to Sunday, Calvin had called it. Her pussy and ass had never been as sore as the following morning.
She grabbed a handful of Adam’s hair and crushed her lips to his. Adam kissed her back with the same heat. He slid his tongue in and brushed over the roof her mouth. He devoured her greedily, her shirt buttons forgotten.
Her mind scattered in a haze. She felt the sofa dip. Calvin settled next to her and finished Adam’s job of unbuttoning her shirt then unhooked her bra. Without breaking the kiss with Adam, Sam let Calvin slip off her shirt and bra from her body. Rough hands found her breasts. Kneading. Plucking her nipples. She heaved when Calvin lowered his head and sucked a nipple. Her pussy stirred and moistened. Her nipples were sensitive.
Somebody growled. It was David.
“We need more space,” he said. “Let’s move to the bedroom.”
Adam broke the kiss and Calvin released her nipple. Sam slumped. Her body thrummed with desire. Wanting to be touched. Stroked. Kissed.
David was the one who lifted her from the sofa. He scooped her up and carried her to the bed as if she weighed nothing. Sam giggled. Adam and Calvin followed in tow. They undressed as they walked.
David deposited her in the middle of the bed. He fumbled with the zipper of her capri pants, then yanked them off. Her panties met the same fate. David’s eyes gleamed. “Goodness. You’re wet already.”
Sam smiled shyly. Her libido went haywire each time one of the men touched her sexually.
David purred. “Just the way I like it.” He parted her slick pussy lips and slid a finger inside her.
She tensed. David had a knack of bringing her to orgasm just by petting her pussy. He knew her body better than she knew it herself.
David shoved off his towel. His erection jutted forward, heavy and unspent. Her mouth watered at the sight of his erection. She reached for it, wanting to taste his cock. David snatched her hand midway, shaking his head. “Not now. Later. I really need to fuck you now.”
Without the long foreplay that he usually liked, David poised the crown of his cock at her entrance, then thrust in. Sam moaned. David looked very frisky, as if he couldn’t wait to jump her bones. He stretched her, filling her to fullness and beyond. He buried his cock balls-deep. Her pussy fluttered around his throbbing shaft. He felt so hot, his singed heat warming her sensitive nerve endings. David thrust and pulled back. Her cunt made a wet, lewd sucking sound each time he withdrew.
“Fuck,” David breathed out. His thrusts became faster and harder. “You feel so good. Every time, baby.”
Sam clawed the sheet. Adam sat at the edge of the bed, stroking her hair. Calvin stood, pumping his cock while devouring her with his gaze, one of pure lust. Sam’s breasts bounced as David pummelled into her. Blinded by her own lust, she arched herself, matching his battering slams. Her heart thundered. Blood rushed to her head. Tendrils of pure ecstasy gripped her like stubborn tentacles, ready to reel her in into oblivion. David rained her with dozens of strokes. A wave of pleasure slammed over her unmercifully.
Fireworks burst before her eyes. Her body shook.
“Shit.” David laughed. “Christ, babe. Just like that. God, I love it when you do that…”
David scooped her into his arms and lifted her from the bed. His cock pulsed so deep inside her, the huge cockhead crushing her cervix. He switched position. He had Sam straddle him before he lay on his back on the bed.
“Ride me,” he urged.
She didn’t know if she could. Her climax was barely over, but she was ready to curl up and take a nap. She obliged him even though her knees threatened to weaken. Sam braced her hands on his chest and started pumping. New pleasure scaled her from the inside.
David seized her hips and fucked her in slow thrusts this time. Sam relished everything. The shards of pleasure each time his cock ground her sensitive passage. The way he filled her full. The way his shaft felt. Hard-veined flesh encased in smooth velvet. And his heat…
God.