Page 12 of Trouble in Love
Did recognizing that stop me from ripping my shirt over my head as Katie popped the button on my jeans?
No, it did not.
Stupid fucking idiot. Though, at least now I’m a stupid fucking idiot that’s getting laid.
“Are you some kind of model or athlete? Your body is ridiculously hot.”
The praise of Jasmine, the heavenly brunette I was struggling to take my eyes off, lulled me back to the moment, her appreciative hands sweeping over my body numbing the anxiety.
“I used to play hockey,” I said, crossing my fingers to dull the ‘used to’ jinx. “Now I’m a coach.”
Jasmine paused, her eyes narrowing, almost like she knew I was lying. “Hockey? You mean you run around on the grass with a little wooden stick? How the hell do you get a body like this coaching hockey?”
“Who cares,” Katie snorted, pressing her palms into my chest and pushing until the back of my knees hit the edge of the bed. “I’m much more interested in getting that hard stick poking mein the belly into my pussy.” Pain shooting from my healing ankle burned through my leg as we tumbled onto the mattress as a threesome. “I knew you’d be a big boy,” she admired, taking me in hand, and tapping my aching cock against her cheek. “Should I suck him or fuck him, Jas?”
Jasmine gave me a once-over, a visible shiver washing over her as she studied my cock. “Suck, Katie. Definitely suck.”
Katie grinned, giving my cock one or two firm pumps before ducking her head and teasing my slit with a flat tongue, each lick a welcome distraction from the stinging tension lingering in my foot, and the fear that it induced.You’ve got two hot women all over you. Let that be future Luca’s problem.
Humming, she traced the protruding vein running base to tip on the underside of my dick, till I was a squirming, boneless lump of flesh, then sealed the deal and her mouth around my weeping head, swallowing me whole in one go. “Oh god. Fuck me.”
My grunt, so deep, so gravelly it was close to pain, was soothed by Jasmine’s sultry tone. “Patience, Cowboy. That’s the plan.”
From that moment, it was all about me, and for a man who’d existed on celibacy and my right hand for almost two long years, it was a fucking awakening. Straddling my chest, Jasmine tucked her silky hair behind her ears and slipped the lovely v-neckline of her dress down, exposing the most golden skin and stunning breasts I’d ever seen.
“Jasmine, you are — Oh fuck,” Katie had sucked the words of praise right out of my mouth, taking me so deep I could feel myself slamming against the back of her throat, drawing me closer to the edge long before I was ready for the moment to be over. Jasmine didn’t help; dropping her head, she kissed a path along my collarbone, down to my nipples, working the peaked buds with nips and tugs. Every flick of her tongue furthertightened the coil of desire Katie was tormenting at the other end.
“This body’s got me so hot, I need to touch myself,” Jasmine said, reaching her right hand down between her legs. I watched, my eyes almost shooting from their sockets as she spread the lips of her pussy, rubbed, and moaned, my nipples still between her teeth. It was too much, and not enough.
“I… I like that view, baby girl,” I stammered, so lost in pleasure I could barely string words together. “Come, let me get a better look.” Reveling in her squealed laughter, I gripped her by the waist and slid her closer till her knees sank into the mattress by my cheeks, and that luscious ass was hovering above me. “You smell so sweet.” I hummed, kissing her soft inner thighs. “I bet you taste it, too.” Swallowing my nerves and fear of disappointment, for once, I went for what I wanted. “Sit. For the love of fuck, be a good girl and sit that cunt on my face.”
Jasmine was a woman used to control. The dom-like authority she wielded over Katie made that clear. But her whole-body shiver, the broken whimper that slipped from her lips as she sealed her pussy over my mouth, told me my bossy girl was also a slut for praise.
“Fuck, you two look so hot together,” whispered Katie, slipping my dick from her mouth and wiping the drool and pre come from her lips. I agreed, but with the heavenliest cunt I’d ever tasted rolling over my tongue, I refused to reply. Luckily, I didn’t need to. The blonde took me back into her warm, wet mouth, then slipped a finger between my ass cheeks, seeking out my hole.
“God, yes,” Pure pleasure surged through me, the uncontrollable arching of my back throwing Jasmine off balance and leaving her to squeeze her thighs around my ears to hold her position.
“Gentle, Cowboy,” she chastised, tugging my hair for extra purchase. “This girl’s not finished riding just yet.”
Gazes locked, I nodded, trailing my tongue over every inch of Jasmine’s pussy, flicking her clit, lapping up her begs for more, and the honey-sweet juices making a pretty mess of my chin. Greedy for more, I gripped her thighs so tight it could bruise and buried myself so deep my lungs burned inside my chest. “You like eating my pretty cunt?” she asked, her words belying her doe-eyed expression. “Katie does, too. Would you like to watch?”
“Yes.” I grunted, desire catching in my throat, “Oh fuck, I’m so close.”
Our ménage à trois then descended into a debauched race to the end, one Jasmine and I won in a tie following her broken cry of “Bite me.” I pulled my mouth from her pussy, sunk my teeth into the flesh of her inner thigh, and was rewarded with her filthy cry of yes, a drenched tongue, and the most powerful orgasm I’d ever felt almost blacking me out as stream after stream of hot cum filled Katie’s mouth.
Reaching out, I swept my hand through Jasmine’s ebony locks, taking in her perfect cupid’s bow, flushed but flawless olive skin, and eyes so dark I sensed I could lose and find myself within their depths. Though breathtaking earlier, like that, stripped bare in more than just the physical sense, the lasciviousness a mere memory, she was even more so. Never had I seen something so breathtakingly beautiful. So pure.
“Jas. That was—”
“I know.” Her breath hitched, and I was given a glimpse of sadness, perhaps vulnerability, lingering within her. It was… intriguing. Bewitching.
Movement, a cry of coming, and the sight of Katie coming undone on her fingers snapped the invisible string between us.
Fuck. I forgot about Katie. What a prick.
Sated and spent, Jasmine, who seemed equally shocked by the reminder that we were not alone, ghosted her lips over mine. Desperate for a taste, I chased them, breathing in the fresh, clean scent of her hair that curled around my face. “No kissing, but thanks for the ride, Cowboy.” She winked, shaking her head and turning to beckon Katie to join us. At first, it felt quite unfair to watch them melt into a searing kiss, but when our naughty princess pulled back and licked a drop of my cum from the edge of her friend’s chin, I got over it.
“Holy shit,” I yawned, my eyelids heavy. “You ladies are incredible. Just give me a minute to recoup, and I’ll be right to go… again….”
