Sir Loin of Beef (Grade-A Beefcakes 1)

I wasn’t small, a full D. Perhaps a little too much for being so short, but the way he watched made me think twice.

“So beautiful.”

My hands slid up into Landon’s hair as my head fell back to rest against Jed’s shoulder, my eyes closed.

“Sensitive?” Jed asked, his breath fanning my ear.

“Mmmhmm.” I wasn’t sure if I was answering for the way he was playing with my nipples or for how good it felt for him to lick the whorl of my ear.

Landon’s hands worked the buttons of my jeans, slid down the zipper and tugged them over my hips.

“Your breasts are perfect, baby. A handful. Heavy and soft. And these nipples. So pink, so responsive. I want to suck them into my mouth, nibble on those little berries and see if you can come from nipple play alone.”

I whimpered, wiggled my hips at Jed’s dirty talk.

“Our girl is eager for her men,” Landon said, slipping off my shoes and working my jeans down and tossing them aside.

“Lavender,” he commented, staring at my panties. “My new favorite color.”

A finger slid over the silky fabric and it zeroed right in on my clit. My eyes flew open to see him glancing up at me. Seeing him on his knees before me, Jed’s big, tanned hands cupping my breasts in my view, I bucked my hips, trying to get more friction, more contact. Just more. I felt like they were teasing me, taunting me because I knew what they could do with just their fingers. I wasn’t sure if I could handle the pleasure from more.

Landon tugged my skimpy underwear down and off. “I’m keeping these, too.” He held them up for all of us to see. “A nice big wet patch.” I couldn’t miss that either, felt the slickness between my thighs. “I love how your pussy’s getting nice and ready for our big dicks.”

Nice and ready? I didn’t remember ever being wetter. Oh yeah, last night.

The panties were tucked into his shirt pocket as Jed reached down, hooked a hand behind one knee and lifted. Opened me up, spreading me wide for Landon.

Landon groaned as he got the first good glimpse of me.

“No,” he commented, licking his lips. “Pink is my favorite color.”

13

KAITLYN

With Jed holding me securely, Landon leaned in so his nose practically touched my pussy and breathed deep. “I love your scent. All hot and eager to fuck, aren’t you? You’re dripping down your thighs. I’m going to lick that all up. Get your honey sweet taste on my tongue again.”

Landon did just what he said, lapping up every bit of arousal from one inner thigh, then the other, my pussy all but aching for him to do the same there. Rolling my hips, I begged him without words to put his mouth on me.

He looked up, eyes dark and heated, mouth slick and glistening with my juices and said, “Your pussy’s spread wide for me. You’re all flush and swollen. Soaked. Your clit’s a hard little nub.”

His tongue flicked out, circled that sensitive tip.

“Landon!” I cried, close to coming from that alone. I lifted my arms over my head, hooked them around the back of Jed’s neck.

Landon didn’t say anything, just gave me one last look of male triumph and put his mouth back on me. Not one inch of my pussy was left unexplored. When he slipped one finger, then two, nice and deep, my head tilted back and I moane

d. I hadn’t even known I had a G-spot until these men. Now, it was like a button that he pushed and practically sent me right into orgasm.

Jed tipped my mouth toward his and kissed me, drinking in my cries. Deep and drugging, I couldn’t think of anything but Jed and Landon. Of their mouths on me, their hands. Jed plucked and tugged at my nipples, pinched them, adding a sharp bite of pain to the pleasure. Landon zeroed in on my clit, sucked on it and flicked his tongue over it mercilessly until I came.

When I opened my eyes again, Landon was sitting back on his heels, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth. He looked almost smug with his ability to get me off. He crooked a finger. “Bend forward, angel. Let Jed have his turn.”

I was too sated to question and leaned forward, placing my hands on Landon’s shoulders. He kissed me and I couldn’t miss the sweet tang of my arousal. He was right, he did have the taste of me on his tongue.

With a thump, Jed dropped to his knees behind me, tugged on my hips to have me bent over more, bottom out. I stared over my shoulder and Jed just grinned. “My turn for a taste.”

He ate me out with ruthless precision. While Landon had explored every inch of me, licked up my cum right from the source, Jed went straight for my clit. It was as if Landon had primed me to come; I was now easily orgasmic, almost coming within half a minute. My fingers dug into Landon’s shoulders.