Long Hard Ride (Rough Riders #1)(16)

Her hips shot off the bed.


A warning growl sounded next to her ear.


Then the mouth on her sex began a full-out assault. That clever tongue wiggled deep inside her dripping cunt, licking her from the inside out. Then it zigzagged up to flick little whips of hot velvet across her distended clit. Her blood pulsed and gathered in that little nub, the orgasm danced close to the surface and then the possibility vanished as the teasing mouth trailed away.


Damn. She wanted to demand it return, but she wisely kept her lips pressed together.


Soft kisses circled her mound from the line of her pubic hair, to the crease of her thighs, back down to her vaginal opening. The circle of kisses became progressively smaller. Tighter. Wetter.


Channing tried not to writhe, or to grind her sex into that fleeting tongue. But when that hot, hungry mouth closed over her clit and her swollen * lips and began to suck them together, she flat out screamed.


Two thick fingers shot inside and stroked that magical spot as the soft suctioning grew stronger and sent her soaring over the edge of reason and into a climax so extreme she forgot to breathe. She nearly passed out from lack of oxygen to her sex-addled brain.


Once the blood quit rushing in her ears and slowed to a dull throb between her legs, she slumped against the mattress.


A gravelly voice demanded, “Who?”


God. Was she really supposed to care who’d brought her to such an intense orgasm? Channing licked her lips and willed her head to quit buzzing.


“Who?” the demand was voiced again.


“Umm. Colby?”


“Very good, shug,” he whispered against her throat.


“No, you’re very good. That was the most—”


His mouth covered hers; she tasted the musky tang of her own juices on his tongue. Colby kissed her mouth, Trevor’s hands roamed over her until she squirmed from the erotic motions. Once Colby released her tingling lips from his, she whispered, “That was…please. I want more.”


“Are you supposed to be talkin’?”


“No.”


“Then hush up.”


The bed dipped. Hands and mouths left her body, leaving her bereft.


Tears stung her eyes. “Are you going to punish me?”


“Ssh. Darlin, you’re fine. We planned on playin’ with you a little more, but the truth is, you’ve pushed us to the edge tonight and neither one of us is very good at waitin’.”


“We want you bad, girl.”


Channing smiled at the shaking note in Trevor’s voice. “What now?”


Trevor brushed his lips over hers. After twelve short hours she already knew the difference in their kisses, their individual tastes and shape of their mouths. “Now you get your wish to be with us both at the same time.”


Her satiation fled and her body seized up.


“Relax. No double penetration tonight, we need to ease you into it.”


Trevor’s knees snugged against her armpits. He spread cool gel over her chest, then he pressed her breasts together tightly in his palms. “I’m dyin’ to slide my cock between these glorious tits.”


The slippery warmth of his hard shaft eased into the tight valley he created. With every glide, the tip of his cock bumped her chin.


He growled, “Angle your neck and lick the head.”


She complied, half-afraid she was doing it wrong, and wanting to do it right because she didn’t know how she felt about him coming on her face. Her tongue shot out and curled around the tip. On his next stroke, she let her lips close around the whole head.


“Yeah. Like that. As soon as my balls are ready to explode, my cock is goin’ all the way in this pretty mouth.”


A fresh rush of moisture gushed between her legs.


Callused hands gripped her hips. “I can smell you creaming, but hang tight, while I get some lube,” Colby said. “I don’t want to hurt you.”


Two fingers twisted inside her, mixing the KY with her natural lubrication.


Channing tensed when she felt the head of Colby’s cock poised at her entrance. He was a big man—bigger than any she’d ever been with—and even though she couldn’t wait to feel him stuffing her * full, part of her was a little scared.


“Don’t tense up. Once I’m in, it’ll feel good. Real good, I promise.” As Colby worked his dick in slowly, Trevor began thrusting harder, muttering. Channing wished she could see everything that was happening to her, but the blindfold remained on and her hands were still immobilized above her head.


“Fuck. Here it comes. Open up wide.” Trevor released her breasts and cupped one hand under her neck, lifting her higher so his cock slid deeper into her mouth. At the same time, Colby rammed into her to the hilt.



She moaned as hot bursts of come splashed against the back of her throat, a saltier, earthier taste than Colby’s. As Trevor rocked against her face, his balls tickled her chin. She swallowed convulsively, feeling the heat and need spiraling through her as Colby slammed into her sopping wet cunt, his hips pistoning faster and faster like a runaway train.


Trevor rolled off her body and began to suck her nipples as Colby reamed her, harder and harder, pulling completely out, and ramming back in until he hit the top of her uterus.