He planted his hands on either side of her and bit her lower lip, claiming her attention. It meant he wouldn’t last very long, but that wasn’t what she seemed to crave anyway. Not after the slow ride Lorenzo had taken her for.
She strained against him, her body taut and seeking. Rocking, she slapped her pelvis against his, grinding her clit against the base of his dick. She used him, and he loved every moment of pleasuring her. It gave him purpose and made him feel…valuable. Like he was contributing something to their group.
For so long it had been him against the world, he hadn’t realized he needed to be part of something greater than only his own self-preservation. Now he knew better.
It was that thought that allowed him to keep plowing into her with the speed and efficiency of a machine, making her shudder and cry out his name, over and over until she began to tremor.
Holly gripped his forearms and dug her nails in, only spurring him on.
She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, the most amazing woman he’d known, never mind slept with. He wished he could have told her all that, but it was too difficult for him. So he tried to translate his emotions into movement, and hoped she understood what their bodies were saying when they came together so perfectly.
Almost too perfectly.
Owen clenched his jaw as Holly began to chant his name, and prayed he could hang on a little longer, because they were about to take things to the next level.
7
Lorenzo saw Owen’s hips jerk and knew the man was close. When Holly screamed and bucked, Owen froze. He threw his head back and swore at the ceiling, but by some miracle, despite having his cock massaged by Holly’s tight pussy, he didn’t come with her.
When she’d settled, Owen withdrew, his cock painfully hard and darker than Lorenzo had ever seen it before.
So why had he held off? For the same reason they all had, Lorenzo figured.
They wanted to do this together. It didn’t seem right to finish this any other way than how they meant to go forward. As one unit.
Holly had rolled onto her side, melting over Trent’s chest, her head lolling on his shoulder as Owen cradled her, caressing her and whispering over and over how beautiful and brave she was, how magnificent.
And when Trent said, “One more time, Holly. And this time we want to let go when you do.”
She moaned but didn’t object or say she didn’t have it in her, because they all knew she did. Holly blinked her eyes open and smiled softly. “Yes, I want that too. But how?”
Her genuine curiosity made Lorenzo’s cock twitch. He couldn’t wait to show her the variety of ways they could make love to her and discover more than he already knew himself.
“Let us worry about that.” Trent kissed her neck, making her sigh and squirm despite her recent releases. “All you have to do is be open to us.”
Holly closed her eyes again and went lax, trusting them completely.
Lorenzo groaned when a bead of slickness spilled from his tip and rolled down his knuckles. He hadn’t meant to touch himself, but by the time he realized he had, he was fully hard again, ready to give Holly as much of him as she could take.
Trent looked at him and nodded. “I know. Me too.”
Then he rolled Holly over so that she was lying on her stomach, her arms at her sides and her legs spread slightly. Trent kept kissing her neck, inspiring her sighs, while his hips began to move, stroking himself through the cleft of her ass.
Owen groaned as he realized what Trent had in mind. If he fucked her there, one of them could fill her pussy at the same time. And the other, well… there were options.
But no matter what, they were going to be inside her together.
No one left behind. No one left alone.
That revelation turned him on so much, there was no way he could stay apart any longer. Lorenzo went down beside them, his thigh touching Trent’s and his cock pressed against Holly’s hip. She must have felt the heat and weight of it because she moaned even before he started humping against her in time to Trent’s motions.
He would have looked to Owen and told him to join them, but when Lorenzo glanced over, he already was. The three of them rubbed themselves against Holly’s smooth skin, content to feel her close to them, until she whimpered and lifted her ass.
“You need more?” Trent asked, taking her cheeks in hand and spreading her so that on his next glide, the head of his cock nudged her tight hole.
Holly gasped but nodded, then cried, “Please!”
Trent tortured them all by being his usual, thorough self. He dipped his cock lower and plunged it in Holly’s drenched pussy, just once, before returning to her ass. He dipped his fingers inside her and slathered them before pressing one to her asshole. Her own natural lubrication eased the way as Trent rubbed around his finger with his opposite thumb.