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Trey and I nod at the same time.
“I like to just go with the flow,” she continues. “I don’t do choreographed sex. I prefer to see where the night takes me.”
I turn my attention to Trey. “What about you? Have you ever done this before?”
He tries to stifle his grin, but I see it. “A few times when I lived overseas.”
“See? Told you,” Shayla says. “Out of town is the way to go. This man knows ball.”
“No rules for me with Lane,” he says. “I’m good with whatever she wants to do.”
“Perfect,” Shayla says. “Actually, I do have a rule.” She looks at Trey. “Once you cum, that’s it for you. The focus is Lane, so you’re just gonna have to sit quietly and keep yourself busy until we’re done.”
He laughs at that. “Heard and understood.”
“Good.” Shayla looks at me. “Any questions?”
“Um…none that I can think of. Well, actually, yes. How do we start?”
They both laugh at poor stupid me, which makes me laugh, because I feel like a kid on the first day of school.
“Come here,” Trey says, holding out his hand to pull me off the bed. He wraps me in a tight hug, murmuring in my ear. “How was your day, baby girl?”
“Good,” I say. I press my face against his solid chest. “Better now.”
He kisses the top of my head, then pulls away, putting a finger under my chin to tip my head up. Our lips meet in a soft kiss. Our tongues slide in a gentle dance. It feels the way it always does until I realize Shayla is behind me.
She lifts my hair to kiss the back of my neck, and heat immediately floods my body. Chill bumps erupt on my skin. She trails her fingers down my arm, sparking something deep inside me. Then her hands move to the hem of my shirt and I pull away from Trey.
She pulls my shirt over my head. Trey unbuttons my jeans. Once they’ve undressed me, Shayla’s hands snake around me and find my breasts. Trey’s hungry stare—at my body, her hands, my eyes—awakens something in me.
While Shayla caresses and rolls my nipples with her fingertips, I watch as Trey undresses. He’s already hard, I meanrock hard. My mouth waters at the sight of it.
Revved up and ready to go, he stalks back over to me and grabs my face, pulling me into a soul-stirring kiss that makes even Shayla say, “Damn.”
Once Trey has his fill of my lips, he turns me around to face Shayla. Her lips meet mine in the faintest kiss as Trey presses close behind me, his body heat wrapping around me like a blanket. His hand slides over my stomach, anchoring me while Shayla kisses her way down my neck to my collarbone, then down past my stomach, her mouth mapping a path of fire across my skin.
Every nerve is alive. I can’t decide where to focus. On the warmth of Trey’s lips on the side of my neck? The press of his chest against my back? Shayla’s hair brushing against my thigh? It’s overwhelming, but in the best way.
My breath hitches as her mouth finds me and presses just a few soft kisses to coax me open. I move my feet apart, trembling now, as Trey’s hand slips lower, moving between my legs, spreading me open for Shayla. He moves me forward just a little, guiding me closer to her mouth like he’s offering me up.
Her tongue flicks against me, slow at first, teasing like she does, varying the intensity. The world tilts around me. I feelmyself unraveling, my mind and body at war. I want to intellectualize this moment so badly, to get in tune with my thoughts, but all I can do is moan and squirm as the pleasure holds me captive.
I reach behind me, gripping Trey’s strong thighs to ground myself. I make the mistake of looking down at Shayla to see her eyes locked on mine, her mouth glistening in the candlelight.
I’m trembling now, forcing myself to keep my gaze locked on hers, shocked by how much I’m dripping and how fast she’s lapping it up. Trey’s angry dick pokes my back, pulsing every time I moan, which is constant at this point, because I’m just about ready to explode.
“You good?” Trey murmurs in my ear. “She eating that pussy the way you like it?”
“Yeah…” I moan.
His fingers find my nipples as his teeth sink gently into the side of my neck. The room tilts while her tongue flicks against me with a confidence that makes me ache. She knows exactly what she’s doing and how to do it, and the wet heat from her mouth sends shockwaves racing up my spine.
She grabs the back of my thighs and moans into my pussy, holding me steady as I come closer and closer to the edge.
Then I shatter.
The release rips through me, blinding, unrelenting, forcing a scream from my mouth, locking my entire body into an arch while Shayla holds me in place, licking me through every wave.
