Tangled (Steele Ranch 3)

She pulled off, looked up at the two of us through her dark lashes. So submissive, so beautiful. She swiveled, the pillow sliding on the hardwood floor so she was closer to me. She took me deep right away, drawing her cheeks in and practically trying to suck the cum from my balls on the first go.

And she’d do it, too. I wasn’t going to last.

“Fuck, baby. I’m like a teenager. I’m going to come and I barely got in your mouth.”

I stepped back, dropped heavily onto the couch. I was fully dressed with my jeans riding low on my hips, my dick out. She stared at me with her dark eyes, full of wild heat. Her lips were red and swollen from her sucking, her nipples now plump and soft. I could now see her pussy, even in shadow, the dark curls of her landing strip that led to perfection. To sweet heaven.

“You wet, baby?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Show me.”

Lee stepped back, crossed his arms over his bare chest. His dick stuck straight out toward her and I knew neither of us were going to last long being outside of her for much longer. But we wouldn’t take her before she was ready. We needed to know if she was right there with us.

She slid her hand between her thighs and over her pussy. Her eyes fell closed, her shoulders relaxed.

“Now that’s a sight,” I said.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Lee stroking himself.

Cricket looked to me, lifted her hand and showed us how her fingers were slick with her sticky honey.

Lee went to her, helped her up, then lifted her hand to his mouth and licked her fingers clean.

“I can’t wait, baby. Tell me if you’re not ready because that mouth of yours is just too good.”

“I’m ready,” she said almost eagerly.

“Then give Sutton a kiss now because that mouth of yours is going to be busy.”

She came over to me, leaned down and kissed me. Her lips were so sweet…for just the briefest of moments since neither of us could hold back. Our mouths opened, our tongues tangled. I slipped my hand along her neck, my fingers tangling in her hair, catching, tugging. I held her in place.

I cupped a breast, ran my thumb back and forth over the nipple. Her breath caught and I swallowed her moan. She was too much. I needed in her. Now.

I pushed her back so our lips parted, so she was standing once again. Tilting my head toward Lee, I said, “Do what he says, baby.”

Her lips were red and swollen, her eyes hazy.

“Over the side of the couch and get that mouth on Sutton’s dick. Look at it; all that pre-cum is for you to lick up.”

It was true, my balls were practically overflowing. Clear fluid slid down the head of my dick and along my length. Cricket moved around to the short end of the couch, rested her thighs against the soft arm, then leaned forward. Lee’s hand between her shoulder blades helped her over until her mouth hovered above my dick. I felt her warm breath fan my sensitive skin a second before she took me deep.

I groaned, bucked my hips up, but careful not to go too far.

Lee gave her a playful swat on the ass. “Good girl. Ready for this?”

Pulling a condom from his jeans pocket, he quickly opened the foil packet, sheathed himself. He lined up behind her and I watched as he slid into her, disappearing into her pussy.

His head angled toward the ceiling, his eyes fell close. “Perfect. So fucking tight.”

I could hear how wet she was, but I couldn’t focus on that. Her mouth was heaven, sucking and licking with a voraciousness of a woman close to coming. My brain couldn’t process thought, so I stroked her hair back, cupped her nape and gently guided her as I liked.

Lee fucked her, their bodies slapping together. The way her fingers were digging into my thighs, I knew she was close to coming. So did Lee since he leaned forward, reached between her body and the couch and brushed her clit.

She moaned and the vibrations finished me. My balls drew up tight and I couldn’t hold back. I pressed my head into the couch cushion, tensed every muscle as my cum shot into Cricket’s vise of a mouth. She swallowed, I felt the working of her throat as she took all of me.

Fuck. “Fuck!” I shouted to no one. The searing pleasure fried my brain, sated my body and endeared me to Cricket. Not because she was a good cocksucker. No, they were a dime a dozen.