Sara sighs softly, licking her lips as she rises and falls on my cock. “Please.” She whimpers as Logan’s free hand caresses her breasts. “Let us taste you, Logan.”
Tilting my pelvis, I make sure she gets what she needs; that the contact she’s feeling is enough to get her where she needs to be. She rises above me, then sinks down again, hips rolling faster now.
“Oh!” Squeezing against me, she’s using my six-pack for friction. “Please,” she begs again. “I need you both.”
And I need to show Logan he’s not the only one here who’s up for anything in the bedroom. He might do this professionally, but I catch the look in his eye. The unhinged expression as he watches Sara move on my cock. As his gaze drags my mouth, he swallows.
Sara goes first, fisting the base of his cock. Turning her head to the side, she gives a tentative lick.
“Fuck.” Logan’s breath hisses out as he threads his thick fingers through her hair. “Such a sweet little mouth.”
Emboldened, she takes him in deeper. She’s still riding me, but her mouth opens wide as Logan slides in. His eyes lock with mine as he grits his teeth. “You’re not playing very fair.”
“Who said anything about fair?”
“Fuck.” He draws in a breath as Sara sucks harder. He watches her work for a moment, then lets his gaze travel down. Her breasts bounce as she rises and falls, plunging my cock deep inside her. As Logan stares, she drops a hand down and squeezes me right where I’m sinking inside her.
“Mmm.” She slurps on his shaft, still squeezing mine at the base.
“Jesus.” Logan looks almost pained. “That’s a beautiful sight.”
Time to kick it up a notch.
“Sweetheart,” I say, and Sara unseals her lips from his shaft. She’s gripping the base as she turns and looks into my eyes.
“Mmhm?” Kissing me softly, she smiles. “You want a turn?”
“I do.” The echo of wedding vows almost distracts me from my plan, but Logan’s slick cock in my peripheral vision pulls me right back into the moment.
I’ve done this before, but it’s been a long time and I’m not quite as confident as I sound. But as much as I want to be cocky and sure, I want Logan more.
Cupping his balls in one hand, I look up at his face. He’s half-dazed already, watching Sara’s tight body contain me. Her breath’s coming faster, whispering out in quick little pants as Logan’s dick hovers between us.
“Do it,” she breathes, eyes locked with mine. “I want to see you suck him.”
Slowly, I open my mouth. Logan moans deep in his chest as I draw him inside. Sealing my lips tight around him, I guide his shaft down the length of my tongue. Squeezing his balls, I suck him as hard as I’m able. When he lets out a curse that sounds like he’s struggling, I ease back.
“Fuck,” he grits out, now at our mercy. “That feels fucking insane.”
With a laugh, Sara kisses my throat, but she doesn’t stop fucking me. We take turns sucking Logan, our tongues tangling together as we tease and play and kiss—each other, Logan, it’s all just a blur of slippery bliss. She curls her sweet tongue around that fat, swollen head, eyes locked with mine as she does it. I’m gripping the base, dragging my teeth down that thick, rugged shaft.
“Oh.” Sara clenches around me, still licking Logan. “You’re gonna make me—I can’t?—”
“Do it, baby.” I fist Logan’s shaft, stroking him roughly. “Let go and we’ll make you come again.”
“Christ,” Logan grits out as Sara’s tongue trails down his shaft. “I can’t fucking watch this.”
“Eyes open, Jarhead.” Damn right he’ll see her explode. “What’s the matter, can’t take it?” Sealing my lips around him, I take over sucking him deep.
A raw groan rolls out of him and Logan slaps one huge palm on the wall. He’s bracing himself as he lets out a roar and drags his big dick from my mouth.
“Come on me,” Sara pleads as her body tips over the edge. She’s clenching around me, slamming down hard as she comes. “Now, Logan.”
He groans as his cock starts to spurt and Sara tips her head back. The first spatter lands on her tits, painting those sweet, bouncing swells. The next droplets land on her tongue, then on mine.Holy shit.
I’m kissing her, suckinghim, feeling fucking Nirvana as she comes on my cock. Gritting my teeth, I fight to hold on as we both keep lapping at Logan. With one final cry, Sara falls forward on my chest.
“Holy shit.” Logan drops to his knees beside us. We’re face to face now, and he kisses me hard without asking. He’s fire and fury and I want him so badly, even as I’m buried in Sara.