Manipulate (Deliver 6)

For a handful of heartbeats, Martin simply watched them. He bent a leg and draped his arm over his raised knee. His cock lay semi-hard beneath his briefs. Then it twitched, moving the fabric.

Dark stormy energy rotated around him, his green eyes aglow in the shadows of the flickering candlelight. Hell only knew what kind of thoughts were swirling in his head.

“Give me her orgasm, Ricky,” he said in a rock-grinding voice. “I want to see her face as she forgets every man who came before us.”

“What other men?”

Ricky heard the smirk in her response right before he pressed the tip of his cock inside her.

The tight ring of her opening stole his breath. Her hands went to his wrists as he held her waist, hovering her over him and making her squirm on that first inch.

He pushed deeper, and they moaned together. He extended the torture, turning that initial stroke into the slowest and longest in history. With every inch he worked in, he felt her wrapping around him, constricting and pulsing and stoking his need into electrifying chaos.

He wanted to see Martin’s expression, but it was all he could do not to drive himself, hard and fast, inside her. When he finally reached the back of her cunt, he sucked in a breath and began to fuck her deeply, languidly, savoring the sinful feel of her strangling heat.

“Martin.” He groaned. “She’s so fucking tight.”

A masculine groan rumbled in answer, and the mattress squeaked as Martin shifted his weight.

Ricky’s control only lasted so long. She felt too good, too damn warm and sweet. He knew her scent, her taste, and now he knew the depths of her sex. He was in heaven.

She squeezed down on him, grinding her ass each time he buried himself to the root. Eventually, he released her hips and let her move on her own.

Reaching between their legs, she cupped his balls and scratched her nails up and down his scrotum. He grunted at the wicked sensations and thrust his hips harder, jerking himself off in her slick pussy.

His blood pressure went up, and his heart rate increased as he rapidly approached the point of no return. He wanted to come inside her while staring into her eyes.

But first, Martin was going to see the face she made as Ricky made her explode.

He snaked his hand into her hair and turned her neck, locking her into a kiss. She undulated on his cock, driving her hips to meet the slamming force of his thrusts.

Her mouth opened for his lashing tongue, and the kiss morphed into a mauling of lips and teeth. He was too hungry, and his thrusts were bouncing her too fast. They couldn’t keep their mouths connected amid the panting, groaning, full-on fucking.

Using his grip in her hair, he angled her face toward Martin and sealed his lips to her neck. She clenched her inner muscles, and his eyes rolled back into his head. He wasn’t going to last much longer.

With a hand between her legs, he tortured her clit. She cried out in pleasure, spreading her legs wider. He circled his fingers around and around the little nub, making her thighs tremble and breaths come faster, harder.

“Look at me.” Martin’s deep voice penetrated his chest.

He knew Martin was talking to her, but he looked anyway, tilting his head to get a direct view of those green eyes in front of her.

Martin stared at him with the force of fire, stirring the embers of a rising heat. Ricky worked his hand harder around her clit, flexing his hips and spinning them into delirium.

Martin balled and released his fist, and a muscle bounced in his jaw. “Give it to me. Now.”

“Tula first.” Ricky drove deep, desperate to send her over.

Martin leaned forward, giving her the force of his daunting glare. “Now.”

She doubled over and gripped Ricky’s knees, bearing down on his cock as she met Martin’s eyes. Her hips jerked once, twice, and she let out a throaty roar, growling and panting through clenched teeth. She continued to grind, gasping and milking her release to the last drop.

Ricky didn’t breathe through the entirety of her full-minute orgasm. Didn’t wait for her to find her bearings. Didn’t spare Martin a glance. He didn’t stop to do anything as he tossed her onto her back and slammed himself into the tight sheath of her body.

Pinning her pretty tattooed arms above her head, he captured her lips and thrust his tongue deep. All control gone, he hammered his hips, dipping in and out of her slick cunt and spurring them into wild madness.

He couldn’t let up, couldn’t slow down. He gave and took, raw and mindless, kissing and fucking to within an inch of their lives.

“Holy fuck.” She moaned against his mouth, her face radiating with the afterglow of her orgasms.