The Virgin Next Door (Stud Ranch)

Mack jerked back and Liam buried his grin of satisfaction by shoving his own tongue up Calla’s opening.

Liam thought that would be it.

Surely Mack would back off now.

Or… not. Because the next second Mack moved his face even closer and his tongue clashed with Liam’s, tangling as they both tried to get at Calla’s slit.

Fuck.

Fucking fuck.

Liam’s breath got shorter and shorter the more he battled Mack’s tongue to drive in Calla’s cunt. The way they were angled, mouth’s fighting it out over the same hole… it was almost like they were…

Kissing.

Liam’s stomach tightened and he shut his eyes hard. But fuck, when he thrust his tongue forward and felt Mack’s mouth kissing and slurping, he—Jaysus Christ but that felt. So. Goddamned. Good.

And when Mack grabbed the back of Liam’s head, urging him back up to Calla’s clit, Liam didn’t fight it. Mack didn’t let up his grip, though. He kept a firm hold on Liam’s neck, pulling him back so that they took turns licking and sucking on Calla’s clit. Mack directed it all, pushing Liam’s head into position and yanking him back when he wanted his own turn.

Taking turns was good. Far better than his mouth being so fucking close to Mack’s.

They repeated the move until Calla’s legs shook crazily, the little whimpers coming from her throat growing louder and louder.

“She’s almost there,” Mack murmured, then he dug his fingers in the back of Liam’s short hair and dragged him down at the same time shoving his own face into Calla’s pussy. The sides of their faces cemented together and Christ, when Mack’s tongue darted in and out of his mouth to lathe at Calla’s clit, it felt— Shite, that was so fucking hot—

Liam abandoned himself to it. He didn’t flinch when his tongue touched Mack’s. And when the tip of Mack’s tongue accidently encountered the tip of his, he lost it.

He pulled his hips back from Calla’s mouth because fuck— He was gonna—

He reached his hand down and jerked at his cock while he and Mack kept up their assault on Calla’s slick flesh. Mack’s tongue touched his again and again and—

“Jaysus.” He jacked himself even faster and his orgasm hit so hard it felt like an electrical jolt slammed into the bottom of his spine. His tongue stuttered but Mack just seemed to go even crazier, his grip on the back of Liam’s neck never letting up. He was French kissing Liam and Calla’s cunt at the same time.

Liam grunted hoarsely as cum pumped out of his cock and sprayed all over Calla’s tits. Once. Twice. Fecking Christ.

His hand stayed on his half-hard cock and he rubbed it in the slick trail he’d made between Calla’s breasts. He pinched her nipple and exhaled into her pussy.

When Mack’s hands came to his shoulder to shift him off to the side, Liam didn’t have any strength to fight him. He fell sideways onto the bed and watched with a sort of haze over his eyes as Mack kept eating Calla out for several more long moments until she was quivering again and her cries reached a high-pitched fervor.

Jaysus, she was about to come. Again. It had been so long since he’d been with a woman even half as unfettered with her pleasure.

His hand still on his cock started stroking even though there was no way he could go again any time soon. As he watched Mack crawl up over Calla’s body, his cock stirred back to life. Well Jaysus, if they kept this up, maybe he’d be back at full mast sooner than he thought possible.

He was so lost in the idea of trying to come again, he missed Mack’s intention until he heard him ask, “You ready?”

Ready for what? Shite. Liam tried to scramble to shove Mack off. “No, wait, she’s a—”

But it was already too late. Mack jerked his hips forward and he thrust his condom-covered cock into Calla’s sopping pussy with one quick push.

12

CALLA

Oh God. Mack was inside her. That pressure deep inside her was his cock. She was having sex. She was actually having sex. With Mackenzie.

“Get off her, she’s a fucking virgin,” Liam yelled, shoving at Mack.

Mack’s eyes shot to her and widened in sudden horror.

“No, don’t,” she said.

“You heard her,” Liam said. “She said fucking no.”

“No!” Calla wrapped her legs around Mack’s waist when she felt him withdrawing. “Don’t go.”

Mack’s cock pulsed inside her and her eyes dropped shut as she tried to memorize the feeling. Being stretched like that—God, she didn’t even know how to describe it. It didn’t hurt. She’d expected there to be pain. But there was the slightest pinch as Mack’s cock pushed in. How big was he? As big as Liam? Liam had felt huge in her hand and even bigger in her mouth.

God, she’d had Liam O’Neill’s cock in her mouth. He’d been so hard. Like, obviously he was hard. She wasn’t that dumb about sex. She’d even watched porn a couple times out of curiosity. But in the videos she’d seen the sex had been rough. Nothing like the exquisite care Mack and Liam had taken when their mouths were both on her driving her to the edge of sanity. She shuddered both at the memory and the way Mack’s cock felt inside her when he slid out a little further and then pushed in again.