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I lift my mouth from her clit and my hands move up her body to wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to me. I feel the heat radiating off her body when I move in closer. My hard cock presses against her, needing to get to her. I wrap a hand loosely around her throat, kissing her with an intensity that makes my cock twitch. JP drops between her legs, his mouth finding her clit. I lose myself in the sensation of her climax as JP ravages her with his mouth, his tongue working faster and harder.

Then Josh moves in. His fingers slip into her wetness. She moans as he strokes her inner walls. He teases her with his gentle touch, increasing the pressure as he circles her swollen clit. His other hand moves to her nipples, pinching and pulling at them in a delicious rhythm.

Storm gasps as JP devours her clit, his tongue tracing circles around her until her body begins to shake with pleasure. Josh moves his hand to her hip as his fingers plunge deeper into her, his movements as perfect as his timing. She cries out as waves of pleasure wash over her body, her orgasm so powerful it brings tears to her eyes.

I’m in awe of her.

She is magnificent.

I’m watching all of these movements, so aroused by her, I’m momentarily stunned into inaction.

JP moves his mouth away, to her vocal protests, but he is making way for me. I know he wants to be last to be with her, and that’s fine with me. I want to be first.

I loom over her, gazing into her glazed eyes and slide my cock inside her.

“Fuck,” I groan, feeling her wetness drench me. “Fuck, Storm.”

I thrust hard and passionately, hearing the slurping sound as I pound her wet pussy, giving her what we both need. She arches her back, her nipples pink and ripe, inviting me to bite them. Josh gets there first, though, while JP trails his hand over her stomach and lower until his fingers find her clit.

I grunt, slamming into her as JP teases her into a state of frenzy. She cries out, coming all over me.

I growl, burying my cock deeper into her pussy. “Storm, I need you.”

She moans loudly, writhing underneath me, wrapping her legs around me. JP removes his hand, and he and Josh help Storm into a sitting position. She is falling fast into her desire. Soon she will crave our dicks and have nothing else on her mind until she gets it. I pull back, withdrawing from her hot haven and sit back. She crawls into my lap, wrapping her legs around me again. She smiles sweetly as. I guide my cock back into her, knowing I’m seconds away from detonating a load of cum into her pussy. She moves her hips, and that’s all it takes.

With a low, possessive growl, I shoot my load and tangle my fingers in her hair, drawing her closer. I inhale her fresh perfume and bare my teeth, grazing her neck right over her pulse as my dick throbs inside her.

“Fuck!” she roars, shuddering through another climax, frantically, clawing at me as her pussy clenches tightly around my cock, claiming my body and soul.

She nuzzles me softly, kissing me, sucking my bottom lip into her mouth before she nips me hard enough to make my cock jerk inside her.

I groan when she opens her mouth wider and sucks my tongue harshly, her moan vibrating from her throat through my body, pushing me to the edge of growing hard enough again to fuck her as she deserves to be fucked. But I just hover there, unable to stiffen up so quickly. It’s like being left on the precipice of a cliff, not knowing if you are going to fall or be rescued.

“Fuck!” I roar, wishing my dick would cooperate so I could keep on fucking her. .

Storm releases her me and drops her forehead to mine. The edge vanishes, and all that’s left is our two bodies joined together in this intimate act that hasneverfelt this fantastic before.

“I love you, Storm,” I murmur. “You are perfect.”

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JOSH

Ican’t help myself. I want to touch her, to run my hands over her body and feel her warmth against my skin. I scoot closer, my longing to be nearer to her increasing.

JP and Thatcher are watching me watching her, which is arousing me further in a way. I reach out and touch her lightly, my fingertips barely grazing her. I can feel the heat shimmering off her skin. She is resting, curled up in her bed after making love with Thatcher. I move my hand up her arm as I start to trace her outline, my other hand following suit. I watch her as her eyes flutter open, taking in her beauty, her peacefulness, and the way her hair frames her face.

She stirs under my movements but settles again a few moments later. I flit my fingers down to her neck, tracing the love bite over her pulse that Thatcher gave her.

My desire is too strong to deny further. I lean forward, my lips gently brushing against the mark. Her skin is hot against mine. A surge of electricity runs through my body, making me shiver in delight. I need to feel her in my arms, her body pressed against mine, and without thinking, I pull her closer, wrapping her in my embrace and burying my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent that makes my mouth water.

Making sure I have the vibrator nearby, I place my mouth below the mark Thatch gave her and bite down gently.

She moans on instinct, her eyes opening. She turns her head toward me and smiles. “Don’t just sit there. Ravage me.”

I chuckle. “As you wish, my queen.”

“Mmm. Yes, and don’t you forget it.”