Pleasure Bound

“Oh … God … That feels so—” She whimpered in pleasure.

Zeke climbed on the bike behind her and stroked her ass, then his slick cockhead glided up and down between her cheeks. He pressed against her opening and pushed slowly, stretching her as he slipped inside. She squeezed Ty’s big cock inside her as Zeke slowly eased inside her ass.

Finally, Zeke was fully embedded in her, too. His hands found her breasts and drew her back toward him. There she sat, as if riding the bike, but with two big cocks impaling her. She began to move, gliding up and down on Ty. Zeke followed her lead, sliding his cock in and out of her backside. Thrilling sensations quivered through her. Ty grasped her hips and helped her move up and down. Zeke thrust faster and more deeply. Both cocks penetrated her deep and hard. Thrusting her higher and higher … blasting toward heaven. Her nerve endings burst with sensation and … She gasped as thunderous pleasure tore through her, catapulting her to an explosion of pure bliss.

She wailed, joined rapidly by Zeke, then Ty, all three of them groaning at once. She clung to the handlebars, squeezing the cocks lovingly within her. Then she collapsed on top of Ty. Zeke leaned over her, then kissed the back of her neck. Ty captured her lips and stroked the inside of her mouth.

She drew away and smiled down at Ty. “Man, you two really do know how to ride!”

* * *

Ty stood beside Marie on the wooden deck overlooking the moonlit lake. Zeke had volunteered to make dinner—his infamous soup-or-stew, which involved a myriad of ingredients that seemed to change every time—and was busy in the kitchen.

Ty leaned against the railing.

“Look, a shooting star.” Marie pointed upward.

Ty glanced up in time to see the thin streak of light across the sky. Another meteor shot across the black sky in a streak of light.

“Must be a meteor shower.”

“They’re beautiful.” Marie’s face filled with awe as she gazed at the stars.

He cupped her shoulders and drew her close to him. “Not as beautiful as you.”

She gazed up at him as he leaned toward her. She tipped up her face, her lips parting, ready for his kiss. He brushed his lips against hers—so sweet and delicate—then tightened his arms around her and deepened the kiss. He drew back and gazed at her, knowing he had to tell her how he felt about her. Needing to know if she shared his feelings.

“Marie…” He stroked her hair from her face. “I have loved you ever since I first met you. I’ve wanted to tell you so many times, but you were in a relationship … then after that…”

Damn, he didn’t want to mention Zeke. Not right now. He stroked her cheek. “I love you with all my heart.”

He kissed her again, his heart pulsing with the need to know that she returned his feelings. He eased back and their lips parted.

She gazed at him, her eyes shining brightly. “Oh, Ty. I love you, too.”

He smiled broadly, then captured her lips again, plunging his tongue into her mouth.

* * *

Zeke watched through the sliding door as Ty kissed Marie in triumph, and his heart sank.

All along, he’d believed if Ty showed his true dominant nature that Marie would fall head over heels for him. Ever since Friday night, Zeke had sensed that love in her, but he had only been guessing. Now he knew for sure.

Zeke turned and walked back to the kitchen, aching inside. Now he would have to give her up. God damn it, he had sensed this would happen. But he hadn’t known it would hurt so bad.

Twenty-four

Zeke took a bite of his stew, then washed it down with a swig of beer.

Marie set down her spoon in the empty soup bowl in front of her. “Zeke, that really was delicious.”

He nodded as he chewed another bite. During the whole meal he hadn’t participated in the small talk. All he could think about was his aching heart and the fact Marie loved another man.

“You’re pretty quiet tonight,” Ty said.

Zeke shrugged, then pushed aside his empty bowl.

“He’s being the strong, silent type,” Marie said, but she sent him a questioning gaze.