Manipulate (Deliver 6)

Martin reached between her thighs and tackled Ricky’s jeans. Ricky lifted just enough to tear off his shirt, his expression dazed with need.

Their movements grew frenzied, stripping clothes and scooting across the bed. The whole time, she stared into Ricky’s eyes, hovering over him and stealing kisses between his panting breaths.

“I need you.” She gripped the bulges of his biceps, her knees pressed into the mattress on either side of his trim waist. With her butt in the air, her pussy clenched uncontrollably, dripping, aching to take him in.

“Martin. Condom.” Ricky tipped his back, his eyes glued to hers as he gripped his cock between the spread of her thighs. “Hurry.”

“No condoms.” She held out a hand behind her, staying Martin. “Nothing between us. Whatever happens, happens. As long as we’re together.”

“Inside you bare?” Ricky stroked himself between her legs, pulling hard on his steely length as he moaned against her mouth. “God, yes, Tula. I’ve never had sex without a rubber.”

She glanced back at Martin, finding him gloriously nude and staring at the exposed wetness of her center. “You’re not on the pill.”

“No.”

He took his erection in hand, lazily rubbing from root to tip as he exchanged a look with Ricky.

In the next heartbeat, he was on her, mounting her backside and pushing inside her with a long, throaty growl. She felt him harden and throb against her inner walls, and holy fuck, it was incredible.

Ricky’s body began to shake beneath her as Martin fell into a fast, rhythmic thrust of hips. She collapsed against Ricky’s chest beneath the force of Martin’s storm, her pussy stretching and contracting around the delicious glide of his cock.

Ricky’s fist worked beneath her, and she caught it, slowing his strokes, grinding into him, and gasping at the friction of his hardness against her clit.

His neck went taut, straining in his desperation, his eyes never looking away. “Need inside you.”

“Not yet.” Martin curled a hand in her hair and slammed into her over and over, panting and grunting. “Swear to God, Ricky. You’re going to come the instant you’re inside her. She feels so fucking good. Hot and tight and creaming all over my dick.”

His growly words pushed her toward her tipping point. She shifted her hips, angling them higher to take more of him.

With a moan, he rammed his heaviness harder inside her, driving deeper, faster, hitting a crescendo. Then he leaned in and reached between her legs to join his hand with Ricky’s and hers around Ricky’s cock.

Together, they stroked him into a gasping furor of curse words.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“Don’t come.” Martin set the pace of their hands, in sync with the sliding thrusts of his cock inside her.

“Give me your mouth, querida,” Ricky said.

She pressed her lips to his, willing to give him everything he demanded.

Ricky’s guttural sounds of need filled her mouth, and Martin stretched over her to join the kiss.

Their free hands roved her skin. Their bodies rose and fell against her, three tongues connecting, retreating, and uniting again as they lost our breaths together.

They took her heart with every touch, and in return, they gave her theirs. Happiness swelled so fully in her chest she wanted to scream with every ounce of breath that dwelled in her lungs.

The only thing that would make this better was if they were both moving inside her.

“Need you both.” She groaned into Ricky’s neck.

“Greedy girl.” Martin smacked her hard on the ass and pulled out of her pussy.

Before she caught her next breath, Ricky worked himself inside her.

“Oh, God!” He dug his fingers into her hips. “Feel that?”

“I feel you deep.” She wrapped her arms around his magnificent body that was so warm and strong as he unleashed his hunger. “So deep in places no one has ever been.”

He stared at her blearily, high on the pleasure, and she melted into his molten brown eyes.

Martin already had the lube and rubbed a cool smear of wetness between her ass cheeks.

Ricky’s hand slipped down her throat, danced around her collarbone, and settled into a possessive hold on her breast. Martin caressed her other tit as the head of his lubed dick found her rectum, rubbing a slow circle against the ring of muscle.

She gasped and arched into the pressure, and he went inside, gliding in inch by thick inch as her name fell from his mouth.

Sensations vibrated and throbbed through every pleasure point, causing her ass and pussy to clench around their beautiful cocks.

Martin grunted an agonized sound, and Ricky’s breath cut off. She sank her nails into Ricky’s shoulders and turned her head, shifting her gaze between theirs, holding that contact, her entire world.

Then they moved, pushing and pulling her against them as she pressed into their thrusts.

The warmth of their skin met hers, and three bodies morphed into a single being.

Three hearts without walls.