Skirt Steak (Grade-A Beefcakes 5)

He was big. Really big. Getting in Jill’s throat would feel like heaven, but not if it was too much. We might be getting in three of her holes, but this wasn’t porn.

Porter stepped close and Jill leaned forward, licked the head of his dick.

He groaned, stroked her hair as she began to play.

While it was so fucking hot seeing Jill suck Porter’s cock, my own cock was ready to play too.

The couch was the perfect height for this, elevating Jill enough so she was at the right height to suck Porter. I could stand right behind her and slide right into her pussy.

With the flange of the pink plug parting her cheeks and her pussy all dark pink and glistening, she was stunning. And sexy as hell. My balls ached to fill her up.

Moving close, I put a hand on her hip as I held my dick and coated the tip with all her sticky honey. I glanced at Porter, who nodded, stilling his motions to shallowly fuck her mouth.

In one slow thrust, I filled her all the way. The entry shifted her forward and she took Porter in to where he had his hand wrapped. She moaned and Porter hissed and shut his eyes.

“Fuck, sweetness, those vibrations are going to make me come.”

She did it again as she looked up at him. With her mouth full, she couldn’t smile, but I knew she was almost teasing him. I gave her ass another swat, pulled back and plunged deep.

This time, the sound that escaped her hadn’t been intentional. She felt too good. Tight, hot, and she fit around me like a glove. I wasn’t going to last. Seeing her like this, taking both her men at the same time, was hotter than I’d ever imagined. And the plug in her ass… it was my turn to groan.

We had all night and so this would be a warmup. We’d get her between us in bed and keep on going. Finding her clit, I circled it with my thumb as I fucked her with the drive and need to come. I was losing my focus as my orgasm drew up my balls.

“Your mouth’s too good, sweetness. I’m going to come,” Porter warned, so she could be ready to swallow.

He came on a harsh growl and I watched Jill’s throat work as she swallowed… and swallowed.

When his balls were empty, he pulled from her mouth and stroked back her hair. Now I could hear her scream when she came. I intensified my play on her clit as I fucked her. Hard, deep, our bodies slapping together.

Her inner walls rippled and clenched around me as she came, her head tossed back, her long hair a cascade over her bare back. She cried out, her body almost shaking with the intensity of her release. I tapped the base of the plug, and she clenched even tighter. It was as if she were pulling me into her pussy even deeper, milking the cum from my balls. I couldn’t hold back a second longer. Slapping my hand down on the back of the couch, I pressed my body over hers, held myself as deep inside her as I could go and gave over.

The pleasure had black dots dance before my eyes, my breath catch, my muscles go rigid. I was lost in Jill and I never wanted to be found.

13

JILL

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I held off my BFF Parker Drew as long as I could. Porter had too, but they worked together and it had been like shooting fish in a barrel for her. From what she’d told me, she’d cornered him in the office and told him—told him—we were having a girls’ night tonight. He and Liam could pick me up at Cassidy’s when we were done, but not a second sooner.

Clearly, she wanted the 411 and wouldn’t be delayed any longer. She knew we were together.

Knew I’d spent the entire weekend with them. She knew Tommy had broken into Dr. Metzger’s office. Hell, everyone in town probably knew both those things.

But she wanted every single dirty detail. And I wasn’t talking about Tommy. So after my shift in the recovery room—since I had been cleared of any wrongdoing in the break in, the hospital had no reason to fire me—I drove home, showered and changed and met Parker at Cassidy’s. Being Tuesday, it wasn’t very busy, only a small dinner crowd and a few who were there for happy hour. I found her in a booth in the back with Ava and Kaitlyn, the two other women who’d also claimed a Duke man and another. It appeared to be a Duke women get-together and since I was with Porter, I was in the club.

“Spill,” Parker said as I took off my coat and hung it on the hook on the side of the booth with the others.

I laughed. “At least let me sit down first.”

I slid in beside her and said hi to Kaitlyn and Ava. I knew Kaitlyn from elementary school, but she’d moved away when I was perhaps in ninth grade. Her father had hurt Mr. and Mrs. Duke—Porter’s aunt and uncle, not his parents—when we were little. He’d died a few years ago and she’d chosen to move back to Raines from where she’d grown up with her aunt in California. She was the town librarian and was dating Duke and Jed. Dating wasn’t the right word since they were living together and were hot and heavy.

Ava lived with Tucker and Colton on the Duke ranch, and I’d heard that Parker’s mom now worked for her at the Feed and Seed.

Parker pushed a beer in front of me. “You’re sitting, you’ve got a drink, now talk.”

I couldn’t help but grin. “What do you want to know exactly?”