Sweet Temptation (Sweet #4)(62)

He lifted his hips as he held her firmly in place.

“Tell me how you want this,” Chris said. “I can go real slow and take forever to get inside you. Or I can make it quick. Micah said you like the pain. You want me to make it hurt?”

Oh God. She was going to come. She closed her eyes and inhaled through her nose.

Chris slapped her ass, rocking her against Rick.

“Answer me or I’ll make the decision,” he said sharply.

Rick released her hair so she could slip his dick from her mouth.

“Do it quick,” she said hoarsely.

“Do you want it hard?” he asked. “Do you want it to hurt?”

She turned to look over her shoulder. “I don’t get to make the choices,” she said quietly. “I belong to Micah. He gave me to you for the night. If I disobey you, if I challenge you, if I tell you no, then I tell him all those things. I disrespect him. And I love him more than life.”

Chris leaned over her, caught her jaw between his fingers and kissed her. He ran his tongue over the seam of her lips and then kissed her softly once more.

“Micah is a lucky son of a bitch. I’m so goddamn jealous of him right now it’s all I can do not to gut the bastard.”

She smiled and turned back to Rick, who curled a hand around her neck and yanked her to his own mouth. His kiss was carnal, almost brutal as he tasted her. He sucked at her bottom lip and then nipped until she tasted blood.

“Suck my dick,” he rasped into her mouth. “He’s going to f**k your ass until you make me come.”

He forced her back to his lap and guided his length past her lips and deep into her throat. Chris parted her ass cheeks with this thumbs and fitted his c**k to her opening. She didn’t have time to tense, prepare or take a breath.

He rammed into her, knocking her forward. Rick was prepared. He cupped both hands over her head and held her so that she was forced all the way down onto his cock.

She would have screamed as pain lanced through her throbbing anus, but Rick’s c**k was buried so deep she couldn’t even breathe around it.

“I have some bad news, baby,” Chris said as she fought to maintain control. “I’m only halfway in.”

She moaned just as he gripped her hips and hammered forward again.

This time she ripped her mouth from Rick’s c**k and cried out as Chris’s balls came to rest against her pu**y opening.

Oh God. She wiggled, she fought, she tossed her head even as she moaned at the burning pain consuming her.

Rick grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back down, forcing his c**k back into her mouth.

“Ah, f**k,” Chris groaned as she bucked and fought. “Don’t fight me, baby. Ah, shit.”

His big hands circled her waist. He pulled back and she cried out as his thick erection rippled across her impossibly stretched tissues.

Rick made a garbled sound and raised his hips to f**k at her open mouth. His hands were all over her head, her hair, his fingers tangling, pulling as he pumped spasmodically.

Chris slammed into her again, and she went crazy.

“Holy shit,” Chris gasped. “Hold her, Rick. Christ, this is amazing.”

Chris grabbed her hips as she bucked beneath him. She wanted more, less. More pain, more pleasure. She needed release.

“Slow down, baby. Don’t hurt yourself,” Chris said, even as he thrust into her writhing body.

“Shut the hell up and f**k her,” Rick growled.

And they did. Their hands gripped her, suddenly less tender and patient. They held her down and in place as they used her for their own pleasure.

Chris pumped against her ass, his balls slapping at her pu**y with each thrust. Rick gripped her head, his fingers digging into her scalp as he arched into her over and over.

She felt alive. Powerful. Beautiful. She was driving them every bit as crazy as they were making her. Their sounds of pleasure and approval spurred her own desire, and it became a race to see if she could get them off before she exploded with her own orgasm.

The pain subsided completely, replaced by intense, unwavering pleasure. She whimpered and shoved back against Chris, wanting the edge back.

“You want it harder, baby?”

In response, she sucked Rick deeper into her mouth.

“Oh hell yeah, she does,” Rick said. “Give it to her, Chris. Shit, I’m close.”

Chris bent over her back, gripped her shoulders and began thrusting hard and deep. There was no pause, no reprieve. Her body shook with the power of his big body, and Rick held her down as he f**ked deep into her throat.

She lost sense of reality. She floated, and for a moment, she feared losing consciousness. Her body was so tense she felt close to breaking. Tight. Strung out. And then Chris reached around, palmed her mound and slid his finger between her folds. As soon as he touched her clit, she burst like an overinflated balloon.

Her hoarse cry was muffled when spurt after spurt of hot se**n flooded her mouth. Chris jerked against her and his harsh cry filled her ears. Incredibly as he continued fingering her, his thrusts growing more gentle, another orgasm rushed over her, not as intense as the first, but sharp and fast.

“Shit, she came again,” Chris panted as he went still against her, his c**k wedged deep in her ass.

She collapsed onto Rick, too spent to move her head as his c**k slipped from her lips.