Page 2 of Echos and Empires
Watching her through hooded eyes, Chris knelt between her splayed legs and draped them over his broad shoulders. He pressed open-mouthed kisses along her inner thighs, his light stubble scraping deliciously against her sensitive skin. She loved the gentle distinction of his scar as it brushed over her inner thigh.
He urged her legs apart, baring her slick folds to his hungry gaze. “So wet for me. So ready for more,” he murmured appreciatively. His warm breath fanned over her sensitive flesh, making her shiver.
Emma gasped as Chris dipped his head and dragged the flat of his tongue through her slit in one long, firm lick. He groaned after the first flick of his tongue, the sound vibrating against her core. Curling his hands around her thighs, he hiked her legs over his broad shoulders, spreading her wide open for his mouth.
Chris’s tongue swirled around her clit before he sealed his lips around the swollen bud and sucked hard. Pleasure spiked through Emma, her back arching off the couch. He lapped at her, alternating between broad strokes and teasing flicks, driving her higher and higher.
Two fingers pressed into her entrance, curling to rub against that spot inside that made stars explode behind her eyelids. Emma fisted her hands in Chris’s short hair, holding him to her as he worked her over with his clever mouth and fingers.
He thrust his fingers in and out, matching the rhythm of his tongue on her clit. Obscene wet sounds filled the room as he feasted on her, urgency building in his touch. Emma rocked her hips against his face, chasing her rapidly approaching release.
“Chris, please...” she whimpered, sensation threatening to overwhelm her.
He doubled his efforts, pumping his fingers faster, sucking harder on her throbbing clit. The coil of tension in Emma’s core wound tighter and tighter.
He gentled his touch, lapping at her lightly as if knowing he needed to save another release for someone else. Only when the last tremor passed did he pull away, pressing a final soft kiss to her oversensitive flesh.
He sat back on his heels, face glistening with her arousal. His eyes held a smug, satisfied gleam as he took in her trembling, sated form.
“Now I can be done knowing I did a very complete job,” Chris smirked and kissed her hard, leaving traces of her release on her lips in an act that shouldn’t thrill her, but had.
Alex stepped between her splayed thighs, his hazel eyes darkening with lust as he drank in the sight of her trembling, sated body. Not wasting any time, he gripped himself and rolled the broad head of his cock against her slick entrance.
“Let’s see if I can’t make you come quicker,” Alex’s lips quirked up into a smile.
With one swift stroke, he seated himself fully inside her. He was smaller than Chris, but not by much, and still her body craved the same speed and performance.
“Fuck, Emma,” he groaned, giving her a moment to adjust before starting a deep, grinding rhythm.
She huffed as he filled her so completely, her core fluttering around his thick length. Alex slipped a hand between their sweat-slicked bodies, his clever fingers zeroing in on her sensitive clit. He rubbed firm circles in time with his thrusts, determined to push her over the edge again.
Electric pleasure zipped up Emma’s spine as Alex played her body like a finely tuned instrument. The coil in her core wound tighter and tighter with each drag of his cock against her G-spot, each pass of his fingers over her swollen nub. She was so close, hovering right on the knife’s edge of bliss.
Emma’s body was a mass of sensory overload, her mind barely able to process the intense pleasure coursing through her. She gripped Alex’s broad shoulders, digging her nails into his skin as he pounded into her with long, powerful strokes.
“Harder,” she gasped, lost in the haze of pure ecstasy.
Alex complied, his hips slamming against hers with a force that sent waves of pleasure radiating out from their joining. Emma felt like she was floating, carried away by the sheer intensity of their connection.
In between thrusts, Alex leaned down to capture one of her nipples in his mouth through the thin cotton of her tank top. He sucked and nipped at it greedily, sending jolts of electricity straight to Emma’s core. She moaned and arched into him, feeling the delicious pressure building within her once again.
“Come on, gorgeous. Come for me,” Alex coaxed, pinching her clit.
Emma shattered with a silent scream, back bowing off the cushions as ecstasy crashed over her in waves. Her body tensed as she reached the edge once more, unable to hold back any longer. With a cry that bordered on desperation, Emma came undone for a second time around Alex’s throbbing length.
He followed soon after with a guttural grunt, spilling himself inside her and continuing to thrust slower as he brought them both down off the impossible ledge.
She panted heavily as the world stopped spinning and she came back to herself, skin tingling in the aftermath of her intense climax. Alex slipped free, and Emma immediately felt Bash’s strong hands grip her waist, lifting her effortlessly into his arms. He carried her to the bathroom, letting her catch sight of her flushed cheeks and his muscular arms as he moved to the shower.
“I think they made you a little messy.” He whispered against her ear, stepping into the shower and never letting his hold on her slip as he kicked the water on. Hot steam billowed around them as he pushed her up against the cool tile, one muscled thigh slipping between hers. He claimed her mouth in a searing kiss, his stubble scraping deliciously against her skin.
Emma moaned into the kiss, arching into his solid chest. Bash’s hands roamed her curves, thumbs brushing the sensitive undersides of her breasts. She gasped as he suddenly broke away to drop to his knees before her. Looking up at her with heated green eyes, Bash threw one of her legs over his shoulder.
“Bash, I don’t think I can—” her protest morphed into a strangled moan as he sealed his lips around her clit without preamble.
He suckled the sensitive bundle firmly, causing her hips to jerk. Bash released her with a soft pop, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh. “I’m sure we can get you ready.”
Bash went to work with a single-minded focus, alternating between broad licks and teasing flicks until she was clutching his short hair and grinding shamelessly against his face, seeking the release her body shouldn’t want, but did. He slipped first one, then two thick fingers into her channel, crooking them just so they found her g-spot.
