Page 48 of Hard Ride

Van smacked her ass again, then barked, “Do it.Get that cock in your mouth.Do a good job and I’ll make sure you fly with him.With me.We’re going to do this together.”

Kyra had never wanted something so badly in her entire life.So she concentrated on treating Ollie to the best, if somewhat sloppy, blowjob she’d ever given a man in her life.

She opened her mouth and slipped him between her lips however she could, given that she only had her head and neck under her control.It might not have been graceful, but she was enthusiastic as she slid down his length and began to lick and suck his dick.

The fact that she could taste his, Van’s, and her own arousal on his skin only heightened her desire.

“Ah, fuck.”Ollie grunted as his hips rocked up, feeding her all of him.

“I think I will,” Van said, in a tone of voice she’d never heard from him before.It was authoritative and unapologetic.

Kyra’s pussy spasmed, coating her flesh in additional lubrication that eased Van’s re-entry into her body.Good thing, because he wasn’t tentative or gentle.He was fierce as he claimed her this time, bottoming out on the first advance within her.

She cried out around Ollie’s cock as Van filled her completely, deeper than ever in this position.His balls tapped her clit as his pelvis impacted her ass, making his glowing handprints there come alive with sensation.

Van put one hand on her hip and began to fuck, his veined shaft stroking sensitive places within her she hadn’t known existed before that day.He wrapped his free hand in her hair, using the almost-painful grip to tug her head back.

When Ollie’s cock slipped from her mouth, she whimpered and Van froze.“You’d better get it back in there.”

Kyra tried but couldn’t reach, so Ollie shifted to sit on his heels in front of her while gripping her beneath her arms to help her stay upright.

“You’re going to fuck her face, Ollie.”Van didn’t ask.

Kyra wondered if he shocked himself and Ollie as much as he did her.He was made for this.

Van sprang into action then, when Ollie froze, blinking at the other man as if unsure of what the hell was happening despite how much he obviously liked it.His cock had never seemed so hard before.

“Do it, Ollie,” Van coached.“Feed her your cock so we can make her come apart.She’s going to unravel between us.Watch.”

Kyra wanted to hate that he knew her own body better than she did, but how could she when she was reaping the benefits of his skill and attention to detail?

Van leveraged his hold on her head to maneuver her toward Ollie’s cock.She opened her mouth and he did the rest, using her face as a tool to bring his rival ecstasy, although he didn’t have to.And that’s when she realized that this could be more than a fun way to pass an afternoon while hiding in the middle of nowhere.

This could be so much more than a distraction.

So Kyra applied herself, trying her best to make Ollie pour down her throat while Van went wild behind her.He pumped into her with enough force that his balls kept swinging forward on each pass, giving her clit the stimulation it needed to trip her orgasm.

Or at least it should have been enough.But something in her hesitated.

“Yes.That’s right.You’re going to wait until I tell you to come, aren’t you?”Van’s shredded voice got to Kyra.She looked up at Ollie, because he was the key, pleading for him to set off their chain reaction.

He was staring down at her.When their gazes collided, he cursed then shouted her name.“You’re so beautiful.So…perfect.I’m going to lose it again.”

“Damn straight you are.”Van grunted.“Give it to her, everything you have.”

Ollie’s abs flexed in front of her face.He lurched as if he’d been struck by lightning, then clutched her shoulders as he shot jet after jet down her throat.She attempted to suck him dry as Van began to fuck her harder, faster, but his climax kept going.

It must have inspired Van because he turned frantic, plowing into her hard enough to rock the entire van.He groaned her name, then said, “Now.Come now.With me.With us.”

There was no way Kyra could deny him.

Ollie reached beneath her to toy with her nipple piercings as Van’s cock embedded as tightly as possible within her.His lunges turned to jabs as he retreated just a bit then locked them together.He released her hip so his hand could snake around and rub irresistible circles around her clit.

Kyra screamed.She flew apart in their arms, held securely between the two men she cared for so deeply.She hugged Van’s cock over and over as tremors fluttered her sheath around him.Meanwhile she suckled Ollie’s shaft, draining the last bit of release from his balls, using the contact to soothe herself during and after the intensity of her orgasm.

Because it was so beautiful and so blinding that it shattered her completely.

She would have to put herself back together, though she’d never be the same again.

Kyra wondered if Ollie and Van could tell.Or more importantly, if they felt the same.

Because if they walked away from her again now, as if nothing monumental had passed between them, she might die.

They’d gotten her hooked on them and what they could do to her together.

The high was like nothing she’d ever experienced before.She soared for minutes or maybe more.Kyra had lost all concept of time and anything but the rapture pumping through her veins.She let herself float, absorbing every last bit of joy and pleasure as the guys settled themselves on the bed with her between them.

The soothing caresses, gentle words, and soft kisses they showered her with were a balm that healed so many of the unintentional wounds they’d inflicted on her and she on them.This was what she’d been fighting for.It had been worth it.Would be worth it.

She had to believe that.

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