Pleasure Bound

Ty drove into her again.

“Oh, yes, Master.”

Ty glanced around at Zeke. “Thanks for your gift. Why don’t we share?”

Zeke stripped off his trunks and stepped into the stall with them. Ty pulled out and Zeke’s cock pushed into her. He thrust a couple of times, then drew out. Ty glided into her again, then pulled her against him. He leaned his back against the wall and suddenly she realized what was going to happen next. Zeke pressed his tip to her back opening and eased forward.

She relaxed, letting his cock slowly stretch her as the head slipped inside. Sandwiched between the two men, both standing still, allowing her to get used to Zeke’s cockhead inside her ass, she took a deep breath. Oh God, she felt so full. Yet in a few moments, Zeke would be fully immersed in her. Both men’s cocks filling her.

Zeke kissed the back of her neck. “Okay, sweet thing?”

She nodded, ready for more. He pushed forward … slowly, but insistently … filling her with his hot, hard cock.

It slid deeper, and deeper, until he was fully inside her.

She sighed. “God, it’s so … intense.”

Thirteen

Zeke’s cock twitched inside Marie. It was incredible being tightly gripped by her back opening. Zeke found it just as incredible knowing Ty’s cock filled her other opening.

Ty’s cock was only a hairbreadth from his. Zeke kissed Marie’s shoulder, then gazed at Ty. For a split second, their gazes locked and an insane urge to lean forward and kiss Ty almost overwhelmed him, but Ty immediately jerked his gaze to Marie.

Oh God, what was wrong with him?

Ty began to move and Zeke followed suit. Marie moaned between them. Zeke tucked his hands around her, cupping her breasts, feeling Ty’s hard muscular chest pressing against the backs of his hands.

Man, he’d missed Ty’s friendship, but these intense feelings Zeke was having … these odd desires … were throwing him off.

Ty thrust again, and Zeke followed. Marie moaned. Her nipples thrust into his palms, sending his hormones spiking. God, she was incredibly sexy. Soft. Feminine. And so God damned tight.

She gasped at Ty’s deep thrust. She tightened around Zeke’s cock as she wailed in orgasm. Ty groaned, clearly shooting his load inside her. Zeke’s balls tightened, too, then he erupted inside her, holding her tight against him. Intense pleasure blasted through him and his whole body seemed to explode in a blaze of searing ecstasy.

* * *

I just had a threesome! Marie tightened her arms around Zeke’s waist, clinging to him, as he dodged through traffic on the way downtown. With two gorgeous, sexy … ripped men!

The big motorcycle rumbled between her legs as they raced along the highway. The memory of the two men’s cocks inside her—both at the same time—sent thrills through her as the wind whipped past her face. She felt a little tender inside, but in a good way. She leaned her head against Zeke’s leather-clad back and sighed.

Zeke took the off-ramp and the traffic around them became more dense, forcing Zeke to slow down, which suited Marie just fine. The first time she’d gotten on the big motorcycle, he’d had her so turned on, she’d welcomed the big leather seat between her legs. This morning, however, without the distraction of her hormones, it had intimidated her, but Zeke had insisted she’d be fine and, if she hadn’t accepted his ride, she would have been late for work. Their fun-time at the pool had gone on longer than she’d expected and she’d missed the last express bus.

It came down to the fact that she trusted Zeke totally, so she knew she’d be all right riding with him. He would handle the motorcycle as he did all things … with confidence and skill.

Traffic slowed and he stopped at a red light.

“How you doing?” he asked over the rumble of the engine.

She squeezed him. “Just great.”

He chuckled. “How do you like riding on the bike?”

“It takes a little getting used to, but I like it.”

He laughed. “Not very convincing, sweet thing, but you get points for trying.”

The light turned green and the cars ahead of them began to move. Zeke pushed forward and they moved slowly behind the cars. She clung tighter to his waist, almost preferring the fast pace of the highway to the closed-in feeling of the traffic. A feeling that only got worse as they reached the downtown core where they were surrounded by tall office buildings that cast long morning shadows along the busy streets.

Finally, Zeke pulled up in front of her building. She lifted her leg over the seat—no way to look ladylike doing that—and glanced around to see if anyone had seen her. She felt a little unsteady on her legs as she unfastened the helmet and pulled it off her head. A quick glance in Zeke’s side mirror and she realized she looked a fright. She thrust the helmet to Zeke and quickly smoothed down her hair, hoping none of her coworkers had seen her hair sticking out in all directions. It’s not that she was Miss Priss at work, but she liked to at least appear to have it all together.