Hot Sauce (Suncoast Society #26)(70)

Behind him, Reed laughed. “You just haven’t gotten f*cked enough lately. You’ve had me in the middle too many times, reaming me out. That’s what happens.” She felt the bed shake as Reed took a long stroke out and then buried himself to the hilt again inside Lyle, making Lyle’s cock inside her twitch.

“Fuck,” Lyle said. “Why haven’t I gotten f*cked much lately? Jeez, that’s good.”

“We’ve been too busy f*cking our baby girl’s brains out. It’s her fault.” Reed peeked over Lyle’s shoulder, grinning at her. “Isn’t it, baby girl?”

She grinned. “Sorry, Sir.”

“I didn’t say you had to apologize for it,” Reed teased.

Lyle started f*cking her, thrusting deep, hard, and she knew it wouldn’t take much to get her over one more time. Not with how his cock was going deep and perfectly hitting every place inside her *.

Add to that the running commentary from Reed, who was enjoying the hell out of the show. “That’s it. Fuck her nice and hard, and then ram your sweet ass back on my cock. You won’t know if you’re coming or going.”

She noticed a subby look in Lyle’s eyes, one that probably matched her own. It was fun watching how the men could easily switch it up with each other, not just for sex, but for play as well.

Reed sat up, holding onto Lyle’s hips. “Gonna let you do all the work, buddy,” he said. “Just gonna sit right here and enjoy this.”





It was all Lyle could do not to drop all the way into subspace. It felt so damn good, and Reed knew what the hell he was doing, pushing his buttons like that with the filthy talk.

From the sweet, hot way her * grabbed at his cock with every stroke, to the way Reed’s cock plowed his ass, there wasn’t anything to not like about this experience. Even sex felt perfect with her, fun, hot, and damn good. It was hard to remember what life had been like before she came along.

And it just kept getting better.

They had discussed children and opted to table it. She didn’t want kids right away, if at all. The men were good with her decision either way, because as far as they were concerned, it was her decision.

They simply felt grateful to have her.

Now that Reed had found the sweet spot and fallen still, Lyle could control the thrusts, picking up speed and force, trying to hold back because he really wanted to get her over first. Even though the way Reed’s cock nailed him in the sweet spot on every thrust was threatening to take Lyle right over the edge.

He had to slow down a little, but Reed slapped his ass. “Why are you stopping?” he hoarsely asked. “I was f*cking close.”

“I’m too close.”

“Screw it.” Reed planted a hand in the middle of his back, forcing Lyle down onto Vanessa, and started pounding his ass.

That finished him. His load shot deep into her *, but her moans beneath him were of disappointment, not orgasm.

After Reed caught his breath, he said, “Move,” practically shoving Lyle to the side.

Vanessa’s moans immediately turned back to pleasure as Reed buried his face between her legs, his tongue flicking her clit before he f*cked her with it.

Lyle grabbed him by the hair, holding him in place. “That’s right,” Lyle told him. “You made me make a mess without getting her off, so you get to eat my cum out of our girl’s *.”

Not that it mattered. They’d sucked each other off so many times over their years together, and had already spent plenty of time eating her out, that it wasn’t like it was a big deal to either of them.

Vanessa was a happy girl now, her orgasm washing over her, those unmistakable sounds rolling from her sweet lips.

That gave him a thought.

He changed positions and knelt next to her head while still forcing Reed to keep licking her. Now his spent cock dangled over her mouth. “Open, baby.”

She did, without even opening her eyes, and he let out a moan as she started licking and sucking him.

Okay, maybe he did have energy for seconds. He felt his cock start to inflate as he watched Reed’s tongue dart into her *, lick and suck on her clit, before f*cking her with his tongue again.

There was something really hot about that sight.

She was probably into her third orgasm with Reed when Lyle realized he definitely wanted a second go. He pulled Reed out of her *.

“Pool sex,” Lyle declared. “I turned the heater on earlier today. It should be perfect.”

Reed had to make a stop to clean up in the bathroom and dispose of the condom, but Lyle grabbed Vanessa, slung her over his shoulder, and carried her to the lanai with a hand on her ass.

“Bring the lube,” he called back to Reed. “And another condom.”

When he got to the side, he tossed her into the deep end, enjoying her squeals of protest. Then he jumped in with her, glad the pool did, in fact, feel warm enough.

That would have put a damper on his spirits, much less his erection, to land in cold water.

He grabbed her, kissing her hard before spinning her around and sliding his cock into her * from behind. He flipped onto his back, holding her in place with a hand around her waist and one between her legs, fingering her, making her moan.

“Gonna keep you primed, and keep my cock primed, baby,” he said.

Reed emerged from the house, set the items at the edge of the pool, and jumped in. “What’s the plan?”