Soul Possession(10)

Her hands curled against Rick’s chest, her fingers digging into his flesh as she shuddered atop him, trying desperately to control her out-of-control nerve endings.

“Shhh, it’s okay, baby. We’re there now,” Truitt whispered against her back. “Just relax. Adjust to our size. We’ve got all the time in the world. You tell me when it’s okay to move. I won’t do anything until you’re ready.”

She leaned forward, panting, her mouth dry, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she fought off her orgasm. She didn’t want to come yet. Not when it was just beginning. She wanted to know exactly what it felt like to be f**ked long and hard, her body accommodating not one but two huge cocks.

“It’s okay,” she said in a low, strained voice. “I want this. Want you both. It’s overwhelming. Not painful. It doesn’t hurt. Different kind of oh-my-God.”

Rick chuckled and reached up to frame her face before rising up and pulling her down at the same time to meet his kiss. “You have a way with words, darlin’.”

Truitt withdrew, his c**k dragging through the distended, tight opening until she moaned helplessly, digging her fingers back into Rick’s chest. Then he surged forward again and she gasped at the instant fullness.

Finally Rick gripped her thighs. Truitt put his hands higher at her waist. They both held her tightly and both began to move in slow, sensual strokes.

Her brain promptly melted.

Her orgasm rose sharp and unrelenting. She could no longer control the momentum. It barreled over her with the force of a tidal wave.

Her cry was sharp and biting. Her entire body tightened to the point of pain. The pressure was unbearable and beautiful all at the same time.

The two men surged into her, over and over, taking, possessing, commanding her without mercy. She begged them to stop then demanded they didn’t.

Then Truitt’s hand tangled in her hair and he pulled sharply, bending her neck back so he could kiss the side of her neck. He nipped once and then sank his teeth into her pulse point.

She melted. She literally went to pieces, each one going in a different direction. Her vision blurred, her mind went blank, and she was adrift in a haze of absolute euphoria.

She didn’t even realize that she’d collapsed onto Rick’s chest until she slowly became aware of her cheek resting over his heart as she panted for breath. Truitt was pressed tightly to her back and his chest heaved against her as he too fought for air.

Rick kissed her head and ran his fingers through her hair.

They were both still wedged inside her ass and pu**y. She was so sensitive she dreaded any movement whatsoever. If they so much as touched her, she’d shriek.

“Hold still, baby, while I pull out,” Truitt said.

She held her breath but he was exquisitely tender, sliding carefully from her body with only a slight twinge. She sighed and relaxed against Rick, all energy sapped by her intense orgasm.

“Don’t wanna move,” she mumbled against Rick’s chest.

His hands stroked over her back, caressing and petting.

“No one says you have to, darlin’. Just lay here awhile and let me hold you.”

Chapter 4

Jessie was draped over Rick, warm and completely limp, her soft, even breathing signaling her sleep. Rick smiled and idly ran his fingers through the thick curls, twining the ends around his hands.

“She out?” Truitt asked as he pulled on a pair of sweats and a T-shirt. He eased onto the bed and lay on his side, watching Jessie with hungry eyes.

No matter that they’d just had her, Rick felt that same hunger. He had no idea what Truitt was presently thinking. Truitt was…well, he was unpredictable. You never could quite tell where he was coming from.

He’d know soon enough just how deep his friend’s feelings ran for the petite angel in Rick’s arms.

“I’m not letting her walk out of here,” Rick said.

He glanced over to gauge Truitt’s reaction to his statement.

Truitt frowned but remained silent for a long while. His lips pursed and twitched like he wanted to say something but wasn’t quite sure of what it was he wanted to get out yet.

Then he cursed. “Hell, Rick, is this going to be an issue? Because you know damn well I’m not letting her walk away either.”

Rick shrugged. “It doesn’t have to be. Or it could be. That entirely depends on what you want and what you expect.”

“And what she wants and is willing to accept,” Truitt said grimly.

Rick nodded. “Yeah. That’s kind of the key right there.”

Truitt blew out his breath. “Jesus. I really didn’t want complicated right now.”

A chuckle escaped Rick and he promptly went quiet so he wouldn’t wake Jessie with the noise or the movement of his chest.

Truitt flopped over onto his back to stare up at the ceiling. Rick could tell he wore a disgruntled look on his face and he was probably muttering under his breath.

“It doesn’t have to be complicated,” Rick said mildly. “We’ve already overcome the most difficult hurdle. She’s had sex with us both. She didn’t freak out. And she’s obviously attracted to both of us. Who says it has to be this complicated matter? Can’t we take it easy, see where it takes us?”

Truitt rolled back over. “No, we damn well can’t. I don’t want her sleeping with anyone else. Hell, I don’t even want her looking at anyone else. Now that means complicated. No matter how you look at it, because if I don’t want her with another man, that means we’re committing to something deeper here. Not that I want to look at another woman, not after her, but shit. This has complicated written all over it. I don’t like the way I’m feeling right now. Gut-shot with my balls flapping in the wind.”