She closed her eyes and vivid images of the evening played against her closed eyelids.
What’s happening with me? Why am I suddenly craving all of this so badly? I want this man to touch my ass. To play with it. While Cody is still inside me.
“Go ahead.” She ran her tongue over her lips, wetting them. “Yes. Touch me.”
“Touch you where?” Mark prompted.
“O…on my ass.”
He sat down on the bed in the space between their bodies and the edge of the mattress. His hand rested lightly on one cheek of her ass. At first, she jumped, but his hand was so warm and the feel of it arousing. He stroked the rounded globe, slowly as Cody had done with her back and arms.
“Like this, Lanie? Is this how I can touch you?”
She nodded, breathing in, inhaling Cody’s male scent along with his spicy aftershave.
“How about like this?” His fingers trailed through the warm cleft.
“Like that, Lanie?” Cody wanted to know, his breath warm against her forehead, his hands still caressing her arms, her shoulders and her back, soothing, reassuring.
“Yes,” she breathed. Mark’s fingers were like matches igniting the nerves in her cleft and sending shivers racing up her spine.
Cody shifted his legs that were lying between hers, pushing them apart so hers fell wide. Mark’s fingers moved lower, bypassing the tight ring of her sphincter and going to the wet opening of her cunt. He drew a circle lightly around the skin gripping Cody’s penis, still tucked inside her. Then his fingers drifted back up again.
“How about here?” One finger pressed against her anus, rubbing lightly back and forth.
Unexpected tendrils of lust coiled through her. She wanted this! Oh, my god, she really wanted this. And more!
“By the way her fingers are digging into my shoulders, I’d say the answer is a big yes. Lanie, want to kick it up a notch?” He kissed her forehead. “Let’s try something and see how it goes.” He lifted his head. “Nightstand drawer,” he told Mark.
Lanie felt Mark’s body moving, heard the open and closing of the drawer, then something cool at her anal opening. A moment later, Mark’s fingertip pressed hard, harder, inside the dark, warm tunnel.
“Breathe, sugar,” Cody told her. “In and out. Big breaths in, slow breaths out. Come on. You’ll see how good it will make you feel.”
She followed his directions, drawing in as much breath as she could. When she let it out, Mark’s finger slipped in a little further. In and out, slow and deep, and each time that finger probing further and further inside her. She didn’t even realise she was pushing back against it until she felt the chuckle rumble through Cody’s chest and vibrate against her.
“I’d say she likes it,” he told Mark.
“Does that mean-”
“Absolutely not,” Cody cut him off. “That pleasure belongs to me. But two or three fingers would be fine, just to let her know how it feels.”
Lanie clenched her muscles around the probing finger. She couldn’t miss what they were talking about. Mark was asking Cody’s permission to fuck her in the ass. Her virgin ass. And Cody had very clearly reserved that pleasure for himself. She was relieved and excited yet, in a way, disappointed. Tonight, she was so revved up she was almost ready for anything.
“Not tonight, sugar,” Cody murmured, as if reading her mind. “Not that I wouldn’t like to, but we’re gonna take this thing in stages. And make sure it’s what you want to do.”
She would have answered him, but at that moment, Mark added another finger to the first, moving them to stretch her tissues, pushing them in and out. As she moved her hips in rhythm with Mark’s fingers, Cody’s cock which had been semi-soft, hardened, and he began thrusting his hips with hers.
“Hold on a second, sugar,” he whispered, lifting her so she sat back on Mark’s hand.
In an instant, he’d retrieved another condom from the nightstand and snapped it on. Holding Lanie’s hips, he positioned her over him and pushed inside of her again, so thick and hard she didn’t see how he fit.
At that moment, Mark slipped a third finger inside her ass, his knuckles bumping against the tender flesh and filling her until it seemed there was no space at all. She was impaled on two thick spikes, Mark’s lean fingers brushing Cody’s swollen cock as he adjusted his movements to the other man’s. When the fingertips found and raked across a special spot, she convulsed with tiny shudders.
It didn’t seem possible that Mark could wedge one more finger inside her ass, but Lanie felt it pressing and pushing until it joined the others. Hot and cold chills racked her body as she flexed under the lash of such unbelievable pleasure.
Cody tugged her a little further forward so he could reach her nipples. His educated tongue and teeth pulled and tugged on them, licked them, swirled around them until she thought she’d come just from that alone. Her breasts were taut with a burning ache, his tongue like a live wire, shocking them every time it made a pass over a nipple.
She had slipped to another plane, one where nothing existed except the dual penetration of her body and the heat washing through her. She floated in a haze of lust, where nothing mattered except the greedy demands of her body. Sex was a narcotic her body demanded with an aching need. Being aroused by two very sexy men, penetrating her front and back, drove the whip of pleasure through her to every sensitive spot. Her blood pounded as it raced through her veins. Her pussy throbbed. She wanted to clench herself around Cody’s rod and Mark’s fingers until they had wrung every drop of satisfaction from her. And then do it again.
“We’re getting close,” Cody said over her shoulder, his breathing choppy. “Let’s take her over the edge.”
With a rhythm born of long practise, Cody and Mark intensified their movements, the one with his fingers, the other with his cock. Cody’s hands gripped Lanie’s hips, holding her to him as he pushed up into her again and again. She fought the climax, sure it would break her, but Cody soothed her with murmuring sounds and Mark ran his free hand caressingly over her ass and her back.
She couldn’t stop it, no matter what. It erupted like an earthquake, tossing her into a whirlwind of sensation, battering her with the whip of pleasure that made every muscle in her body clench and clasp until it nearly turned her inside out. She showered Cody’s sheath cock with her hot juices, flooding him as he pulsed inside her. As if from a distance she heard Mark’s groans, as her dark tunnel gripped his fingers with the force of a vice.
Only Cody’s hands holding her hips tightly anchored her in place.
At last, exhausted, she fell forward on his chest, her nipples still so tender she felt every strand of hair on his chest.
Cody was still labouring to draw air into his tortured lungs. The minute his cock had pushed all the way into Lanie’s cunt he’d been sure he’d died and gone to heaven. All that very tight, very hot, very wet flesh gripping him like a fist short-circuited his brain and sent all the blood in his body rushing to his groin. If he died right at that moment, he’d die a happy man. As many women as he’d fucked, in bizarre and wild circumstances, nothing had ever been as erotic as this. She was everything he’d expected and more. So much more.
He’d all but forgotten he’d asked Mark to join them. It was his way of introducing Lanie to sex with more than one partner at a time. Mark was an old friend, they’d done this together for years, and he had the skills to ease Lanie into it.
Cody was shocked by the possessiveness that flooded him. He’d never felt this with any other woman in his entire life, and the emotion both intrigued and terrified him. Yes, he’d been entertaining the possibility of a relationship with Lanie Burrell. Yes, he’d wanted to imagine what a future with her would be like. But he’d never expected to be so emotionally blindsided.