Smoke and Wishes (Best Wishes #1)(44)

“Please,” I pleaded in a breathy moan when he continued to dance around where I craved his tongue. He nipped one more time, licking at the crest of my thigh where it met my pussy, pulling back just enough to talk.

“Please what, lemon drop?” Landon asked staring at me from between my thighs, his breath caressing my skin. His gaze burned with fiery desire, the black and red irises bleeding outward into the white of his eyes.

“Please, I need it. I need you,” I begged. At my words, he hooked two fingers my panties and pushed them off to the side. He ran his tongue up my slit and sucked hard on my clit. “Fuck Landon,” I cried out, the stars sparked behind my lids as I threw my head into the cushion. My hands went back into his hair holding him as he continued his fevered ministrations. Logan leaned over, his hand slipping behind my neck before he fisted my hair at the back of my head. Tugging hard enough to hurt in the best way, he kissed me deeply. My orgasm slammed into me when Landon pumped in two fingers and curled them, focusing his tongue around my clit. When the waves of pleasure subsided, Landon sat back to slide my panties down my trembling legs.

“Let’s go to one of the beds, there will be more room,” Landon reached out and help me to stand, my legs still weak after my orgasm. He grabbed the back of my thighs picking me up. I wound my legs around his narrow hips. I could feel my cum rubbing against his lower abs slickening the chiseled muscles. I kissed up his jaw to nibble on the soft spot under his ear while he walked into one of the bedrooms. He moaned low and deep, I could feel the vibrations of it against my swollen clit.

Ripping off the comforter of the bed, Logan laid down, his erection tenting his boxers. I slid down Landon’s hips and placed my bare feet on the carpeted floor. I turned away from him and pushed my ass his rigid cock. “Careful, Lucie, I’m barely holding on right now, and my brother hasn’t gotten a chance to taste you,” he whispered in my ear as his arm wrapped around my hips to still me. Well, they definitely weren’t lying when they said they were naughty.

“Is that what you want, Logan? Or would you prefer something else?” My voice was uneven and husky with desire. His eyebrow raised at me, lips curving up at my question.

“As long as I get a chance to taste you at some point, the decision is yours, love,” I bit my lower lip as I told him to take off his boxers. While he did, Landon moved to the office chair and leaned back, his hand making its way below the band of his underwear to wrap around his stiff cock. His empty hand was curled in a fist resting in front of his mouth propped on the arm of the chair, his knuckle between his teeth. I winked at him before I turned towards to Logan. Crawling up the bed slowly, I straddled his hips and ground my pussy down on to his impressive length before I leaned forward. The heat from his chest was inviting, drawing me closer until I was able to bite his pec, causing his fingers to dig into my thighs.

“How badly do you want this?” I whispered, my lips brushing against his ear. Whatever had taken over, banishing the shy, insecure girl I was usually leaving this sexually confident woman in its wake, I was thankful. Feeling empowered, intoxicated on the rush of power, control, and desire that continued to flood through me.

“I’ve wanted this since I first laid eyes on you in that auditorium,” he moaned out as I slid my wet pussy against his cock. That long? The admission fueled me forward.

“Good,” I sat back up and braced my hands on his chest, lifting up just enough to feel the head of his cock against my entrance. His bottom lip was pulled between his teeth as he watched me, his half-lidded gaze made more intense by the red burning through the obsidian pool. Before I slid down, I glanced over to Landon who was watching us with rapt attention making my pussy throb. This is just what I needed.

Bearing down, I sank onto him, his cock stretched me to the point of near pain. My breath caught at the torturous pace I chose to take him at. When he was buried fully inside me, we moaned in unison. My head fell back as I rocked against him, raising and lowering myself slightly, his cock hitting me in just the right spot. I tried to keep a steady, leisurely pace to draw out the pleasure, but he felt too good. The flood of ecstasy in my system ratched my heart rate, pushing me to ride faster, harder.

As I was nearing that glorious edge, the bed dipped behind me, hands reaching around to cup my breasts. Landon pressed his lips to the sensitive spot below my ear as his cock nestled against my ass. My moans echoed against the walls while Logan’s heavy breathing increased the harder I rode him. Landon’s hand went down my stomach to rub my clit. I fell over the edge into an orgasm hard and fast. Shattering waves swept over me as I screamed out, my vision dimming as my rhythm faltered. Riding the aftershock, Logan continued to thrust into me. My name rolling off his tongue as he pushed in, holding me in place as he came deep inside of me. When he stopped thrusting, he wrapped his arms around me and flipped us, so I was laying on the dark silk sheets. He kissed me hard before pulling out and taking a seat in the office chair leaving Landon to move in above me.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Landon’s chest pressed against my breasts while his hands moved to either side of me. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I felt him at my entrance. Before I could take another breath, he slammed inside, tearing a scream from my throat, sliding almost all the way out before doing it again. “Do you have any idea how badly we’ve wanted you? How many times we’ve thought about this exact moment? We fucking adore you, Lucie.” His heartfelt words were accentuated by each relentless thrust. I couldn’t allow myself to get into the emotional aspect of this right now. With everything that had been happening and all of my confusion over each of the guys, opening up to that would destroy the connection we’ve created at this moment. So instead, I resorted to what I hoped would distract him from the beautiful things he was saying, dirty talk.