Sharing Hannah

“She tastes sweet, doesn’t she?” asked Adam.

Trey responded by moaning softly into my mouth. Our lips were churning, burning with a fire and passion I’d never known. He continued kissing me, his tongue swirling crazily against mine.

You’re insane. Totally insan—

Suddenly Trey pulled back, just like Adam had. His eyes were still on me though. They were glassy and unfocused. Glazed with lust.

“Go to him,” he said, nodding to his left.

I looked, and there was Dante. He was still sprawled in his chair, but now one hand was between his legs. I could see a bulge through his slacks. The outline of something hard and tremendous, that he kept running his palm over.

“Go…” Trey whispered again, brushing my hair back. He nibbled my ear, and electric shivers bolted down one side of my body.

I went, standing like a newborn doe on two shaky legs. I took three or four steps before my knees buckled, sending me straight into Dante’s lap.

“There we are…” he smiled.

My third would-be lover began by kissing my neck. It was crazy how talented his mouth was, and in less than half a minute he had my whole body quivering from head to toe.

“Do you feel it?”

I had to stop and take stock of my senses for a moment. Then I realized what he meant: the hard lump beneath the fabric of his slacks. The one jutting upward, right into the crack of my ass.

“Yes,” I whispered, throwing my head back. I was lost in the moment. Reveling in every ounce of pleasure they were giving me. “Fuck yes.”

Dante’s hands roamed my body, moving boldly upward. One slid beneath my skirt, resting high on my bare thigh. The other went straight to my blouse, to settle over one heavy breast.

“This is what it would be like,” he murmured, still kissing my shoulder. “To be with us. To date all three of us…”

He kissed his way upward, along my neck. Planting tiny pecks along my cheek and jaw, before finally closing his mouth over mine.

“This is what would happen every day,” he whispered. “If you were our girlfriend…”

He kissed me again, and I saw literal stars. My entire world was spinning. My body, shaking… trembling…

And then his palm slid further upward… and a strong, masculine hand brushed my pussy.

Holy shit…

My entire body jolted like I’d been struck by a bolt of lightning. Yet Dante didn’t stop, didn’t slow. I felt his thick fingers pull the silky fabric of my thong to one side. I didn’t have to see it to know it was already drenched through.

“Is this what you want?”

Two fingers entered me gently, parting my warm folds. They slid in easily, I was so utterly soaked down there.

“I said, is this what you—”

“YES.”

I breathed the word more than said it. Then I was gasping it, as he began slowly gliding those fingers in and out of me.

“Oh GOD yes.”

I was kissing him crazily now, hungry for the taste of his tongue. The harder we kissed, the faster his hand moved. The more we made out, the deeper his fingers sank into me.

There was no telling how long it went on. I only knew the joy of being held in his arms. The passion of being kissed by this gorgeous, dark-haired stranger, while he fingered me wetly beneath my skirt…

“It’s snowing pretty hard,” Dante murmured between kisses. “We could call you an Uber right now. Get you home safe.”