Luke walks up to me and kisses me hard. “Clothes off,” he demands.
He doesn’t give me time to comply. Instead, his tongue swipes into my mouth as he unfastens my pants. Luke glides hishand into my boxers and strokes me. I automatically thrust my hips, desperate for more friction.
I hurriedly strip. There is zero grace in the way I scramble to do as he says. I love complying because Luke always delivers.
I return to Luke, kissing him thoroughly and hard. Together, we remove his clothes.
Luke spins me, bringing his chest to my back and facing me toward Hunter and Savannah.
Luke’s dick nestles into my crack and teases my back hole as he reaches around and strokes my length. “Look at how perfect they are. Watch how she moves,” he breathes out raggedly.
Hunter’s hand grip Savannah’s breasts, pinching her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. She moans, leaning into him.
One of Hunter’s hands glides down Savannah’s stomach, and his digits disappear between her folds.
“Yes, Hunter. Please,” she begs.
I watch as his thumb fiddles with her clit, causing her to move her hips.
“Ride my hand, Heartbreaker,” Hunter grunts. When he twists her nipple, her movements become more sporadic.
Luke’s breath is hot on my neck. “Watch her come, Rory. Watch how she floods his hand with her cream.”
A moment later, Savannah climaxes. Hunter muffles her scream by crashing his lips onto hers. Hunter’s hand words Savannah’s pussy, prolonging her release. When it’s over, she sags, and Hunter holds her up.
Hunter turns to me. “Want to try something?
“Hell yeah,” I grunt.
Hunter tilts his head. “On your back on the bed.”
Luke releases me, and I move to do as Hunter says. He leads Savannah over to me, and the three of us situate her so she’s lying on top with her back on my chest, and my cock slides rightinto her pussy. Hunter and Luke groan as they watch my length disappear inside her heat, and Savannah and I moan at the sensation.
Hunter kneels between Savannah’s legs, spreading them wider. Luke moves keeping his eyes locked on where Savannah and I are joined.
Hunter wraps the hand he had deep in Savannah’s core around his shaft. He pumps himself a few times, coating his dick in her release.
Shit. Is he going to do what I think he is?
The anticipation of pleasure builds, making my nerves go haywire.
Hunter eyes Savannah. “The stretch is going to feel amazing, but you need to relax, okay?”
Savannah nods, but I feel her muscles clench.
“Relax,” Hunter coaxes again.
When she does, I feel Hunter’s tip at Savannah’s opening, nudging my base. He moves around, using her arousal to make his entrance easier.
My hands go to Savannah’s chest and I fondle her breasts. She grows even more wet, making is easier for Hunter to push inside. His tip slips in, rubbing against the underside of my length as I pant.
Savannah squirms. “More,” she pleads.
Hunter moves in and out in small movements, going deeper each time he propels forward.
I turn my head to the side and watch Luke fist himself, moving his hand over his erection as his eyes remain glued to the Savannah’s pussy. He watches as Hunter circles his hips and his dick glides along mine.
When Hunter’s fully inside with me, I’m about ready to blow.
