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Ty was not in the mood to play or be played with. He was on fire, the inferno more intense than it had ever
been. His cock pounded like an angry beast against the confines of his jeans. The pressure from the restricting
denim made his balls feel like they would explode if his swollen flesh was not soon released.
“You can deduct this too,” Ty growled, tearing her bra open.
Tessa’s laughter dissolved into a moan as his work-roughened hands cupped her soft flesh. His thumbs rubbed
her nipples back and forth, slowly driving her insane. She could not take such gentle teasing and she wound
her hands into his hair, pulling his head demandingly down to her breast.
Ty gave in to her silent command and carefully, teasingly lapped at her nipple. The motion tickled and a rough,
guttural laugh was torn from her throat as she forced her breast up, pushing her nipple against his lips.
“Please.”
Ty’s restraint broke. He gave in to his hunger, sucking her hardened tip deep into his mouth. She writhed and
moaned against him. She was so sweet, so responsive it drove the need riding him higher, unleashing his
bestial nature. As he moved from one breast to the other, he used his fingers, tongue, lips and teeth to torment
her sensitive flesh.
Chase groaned as he watched Ty love Tessa’s breast. He wanted a taste, wanted to taste her all. With that
single intent, he slid his hands down over the generous curves of her hips, snatching the zipper of her skirt and
undoing it.
The skirt fell to the floor, leaving only a pair of flimsy, lace panties in his way. Not about to be outdone by Ty’s
barbarian techniques, Chase tore the underwear from her body. Forcing his hand between Ty and Tessa, he
boldly cupped her mound.
Tessa groaned. The small part of her brain trying to warn her that this was wrong was choked by the erotic
sensations of having one man licking her tits while another’s fingers traced over the edges of her pussy lips.
One thick finger divided her folds and slid up the center of her slit, making her arch and moan. Her legs parted
to allow his questing fingers further access.
She was as wet as Chase had thought she would be. When he felt her clit beneath his finger, he flicked it,
making her cry out, her hips arching into his touch.
Tessa had never felt so good. A delicious coil of tension began wrapping around her pussy, spreading out over
her belly, twirling and strengthening with the sparkly pleasure radiating from her breasts.
It wasn’t enough, not nearly enough. As her pussy began to clench and spasm, it felt achingly empty. The
desperate need made her moan and twist, wanting more, needing something thick and hard filling her.
Ty lifted his head and admired her nipples. They were red and sensitive from his constant attention. He
watched her eyes darken to pure chocolate as Chase continued to rub the little bundle of nerve endings hidden
between her thighs.
He could read her desire, understood her want. The little woman wanted to be fucked, but he did not intend to
give in to her just yet. He wanted this to last, to suspend her in this moment of need and pleasure, to drive the
sensations higher until there was nothing left but the three of them, hot, sweaty and clinging to each other.
Slowly, he began kissing and licking his way across her rounded stomach as he knelt before her. Taking his
time, enjoying the journey, he worked his way toward the wet folds of her gleaming pussy.
“You greedy son of bitch,” Chase muttered. “I wanted a taste of that.”
Chase would have to wait. The sweet, musky scent of her desire drew him in and he wasn’t about to stop. The
pink, swollen folds temped him to rub his face against her softness, stroke his tongue over her creamy slit,
devour her with long, hungry licks. Ty did not resist the temptation.
Tessa jumped when the tip of tongue slid up her pussy and brushed against her clit. He lapped repeatedly at
the quivering button, working it into a firestorm of sensation. Chase was not about to be outdone. With an arm
around her waist, he supported her as he bent his head to her breast and began tormenting her nipple in
rhythm with the tongue buried between her pussy lips.
Her breath shortened to pants as her body shivered under the escalating pleasure. Then everything snapped
and Tessa sobbed, bucking against them as mindless pleasure swamped her body. Her cries turned into a
scream as Ty’s tongue pierced the shuddering depths of her sheath, eating into her pulsing cunt with starved
desperation.
Ty could not get enough of her. Spearing his tongue into the exquisite clench of her inner muscles, he fucked
her with deep, greedy strokes until she flooded him with her lush, sweet cream.
A hard grip ripped him away from the sweet heaven he was enjoying. Ty growled, jerking his head free.
“Tough shit, buddy.” Chase shouldered him out of the way. “It’s my turn. Go hold her up.”