His lips curled slightly. "Not quite where I was going, but I'm ok with that too." Then he leaned in to kiss my neck, slowly working his way up to my ear. His tongue flicked across the lobe, then he whispered, "And now I'm thinking about a threesome, with you in the middle. Fuck, your lips around my dick with Cy behind you?" He sighed and pulled back to look at me again. "That's probably dirty shit I shouldn't say, right?"
I pushed at his shoulder with a laugh, and Luke fell back. I just kept going, throwing a leg over his hip to sit across his waist. "I dunno, cowboy. I kinda like it when you talk dirty." My shorts were twisted between us. His underwear kept me from sliding back easily, but I could feel that he was hard. "What if I wanted you in the middle?"
"Don't even know how that'd work," he said.
I slid both hands up his chest as I leaned in. "Have you lying just like this, but naked. I'd sit on your face, playing with myself while you ate me out, watching Cy suck your dick."
He groaned softly. "Yeah, that actually sounds hot."
Then I was the one pushing my lips to his ear. "And Ash fucks his ass. Cy would moan around your dick. That big man would whimper, and you'd have to take it."
"Vi..." he breathed.
So I grabbed his dick, sliding my palm across the length of it. "You are so hard. Don't tell me you don't like the idea."
"I don't want to turn you off," he admitted.
Letting go of his dick, I caught his wrist, guiding his hand up the loose leg of my shorts. His finger slipped right between my folds, finding the dampness. Then he slid it forward, flicking the tip across my clit. I sucked in a breath and my hips twitched, so he did it again.
"Yeah, you're wet," he said.
"I like seeing men together as much as you like seeing women." I rubbed myself against his hand. "Seeing you and Ash like that? It's hot. I want to watch, to lean in and kiss you while he makes you feel so good. To kiss him when you do the same. I want to ride your cock while you kiss him. Take another up the ass. I'd love to see one in your mouth."
"Fuck, baby," he groaned, thrusting that finger inside my body. "I think I like when you talk dirty." Then he added another, teasing me from the inside. "I wanna see you fuck Ash. I want to have Cy's mouth on my dick when you do it, watching your tits bounce, hearing you moan, and feeling him swallow my cum when I can't take anymore."
"Shit," I groaned, rolling off of him. "You're wearing too much, Luke. I need a whole lot more than your hand."
I pulled off my tank, but he was already pushing down his underwear. "You are one amazing woman." Then he shifted to his knees, caught my hips, and flipped me onto my belly. "And I need to put a whole lot more into you than just my hand." He grabbed the waistband of my shorts and pulled.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
The sight of Violet's bare ass laying before me in the darkness was more than I could resist. That she let me toss her around like that? I was about to lose my ever-lovin' mind. More than anything, I needed to be inside her, so I tossed her shorts away, shoved a hand under her waist, and pulled her up on her knees. She leaned back, pressing against my chest, and I decided her words were all the foreplay I needed.
I slipped an arm around her waist and ground my dick against her ass. "Keep talking," I begged. "Tell me what you'd do to Cy."
My hand found her breast, her nipples already hard, and I pinched the left one. When she pressed her ass into my hips, I lifted my other hand to play with them both. She gasped, reaching back to pull me closer.
"I'd make him sit," she panted. "Then I'd take him so deep, taking my time about it."
I slid my dick down, following her seam until I found her opening. Then I took my own time about pushing in. She was so wet. So hot, and her walls squeezed around me. Every time I pinched or flicked her nipples, her hips twitched, jerking her body across my dick.
"I'd kiss his chest. All those hard muscles. I'd play with his nipples while you took my ass."
Fuck, but I groaned, pausing before I lost control. "Oh, you know you'd like that."
"Feeling both of you inside me," she whispered, leaning her head back against my shoulder. "You sliding against him. My body so full." Then she reached down, sliding her hand to her pussy to play with herself. "His tongue in my mouth and your lips on my neck. You two grabbing each other." She rocked, taking me deeper.
"God damn," I breathed, pushing in time with her motion. "I fuckin' love it when you're bad. When you talk dirty to me."
I could feel the muscles in her arm moving against mine. I teased her breasts, she played with her clit, and my balls felt like rocks. Every stroke through her body was more intense than ever. Like this, I could grind against her clit from the inside, hitting that sweet spot. It didn't take long before her words trailed off and Violet reached up, clinging to the back of my neck.
"I want to see him lick your hard nipples," I said, taking over. "For your eyes to close because you can't take it anymore. I want to fuck you hard enough to make him come and you scream, baby. I want to feel it as you shudder around me."
Damn. I could almost see that in my mind. She'd be so beautiful. He'd feel so good right there. I let go of her breast to grab her hair, pulling it out of my way. My lips found her neck, and I fucked a little faster. This woman made me crazy, but in the best way. She made all of this sound so hot. Made it something sexy instead of disgusting.
She turned my entire world upside down, and I didn't fucking care. I wanted this. I loved the way she felt in my arms. I loved how she took what she wanted. Each time she bucked back, driving me a little deeper, I felt my dick throb. So fucking good. She fucked me like she meant it. She took me, giving me a taste of what it would be like to surrender, and I wanted more.
I wanted her. I wanted them. I wanted to stop caring about anything outside of this crazy-ass house and just let myself feel for once. To finally have someone strong enough to shelter me, and it was her. Not them. Those men would try, but they weren't the ones in charge here. None of us were. It was always her. She smiled so pretty, moaned so softly, and made things happen.
