Laid Bare
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She reached in between them, and he felt her forearm muscles cord as she began to work her clit. He wouldn’t be long once she started this. First it was ridiculously hot and made him want to blow every time she did it, and second, her cunt was utterly irresistible when she climaxed. Hot, wet and tight, those inner muscles rippling around him until he couldn’t take it.
But really, it was the intimacy they’d shared that had pushed him so far to start with.
When she gasped and her eyes went desire-blurred, he felt his own orgasm rush from the tips of his toes and fingers straight to his balls and deep into her body.
He’d just kissed her and rolled off when Todd came home.
“I’m going to clean up really quick,” she said, rolling out of bed. “I’ll be back.”
He watched her pretty, naked ass as she hurried into the bathroom.
Todd smelled the sex when he got to the doorway. He was hungry for her, hungry to reconnect and to know she was all right. Hungry to know they were all right.
“Hey,” Ben said from the bed, looking every bit as satisfied as he should.
“Hey, yourself.” Todd dropped the pizza and antipasti on the bed. “I’ll grab us something to eat on and be right back.”
Before he’d reached the hallway though, Erin came out of the bathroom, naked and disheveled, looking beautiful and sex-tousled. She saw him and smiled, coming into his arms and everything was all right again.
“I’m sorry,” she said as Todd held her. “I know you were just looking out for me.”
Todd snorted, kissing the curve of her cheek. “You stole my thunder. I’m sorry too. I know I pushed your buttons at a time you were most likely to react.”
“Mmm,” she hummed as he kissed down her neck. “I’m starving.” She eyed the pizza box and he hurried to grab the plates and some cream sodas, which she took from him and began to pass around as he got naked too.
Sitting on their big bed, naked and laughing, they ate dinner and made more good memories to ease away the bad.
31
In the month following the trial and the guilty verdict, their lives smoothed again as they moved toward Thanksgiving. The Keenans and Copelands always had a giant celebration, and so of course they’d all go to that. This year Brody and Adrian would also go, which meant Mercy and Marianne would be there too, because what young girl would miss the chance to have dinner with Adrian Brown?
Erin awoke to a c**k tapping her lips and Todd looming over her. She kept her eyes closed and opened to him. The way they needed her touched something deep within her.
He groaned in that grumbly, morning way, entirely satisfied male, and it hardened her ni**les.
She concentrated on the head and crown, fisting around the root. The room was cool and dark and she heard Ben shift and the soft exhale as he must have opened his eyes to take in the scene before him.
The bedding rustled as he moved to them and his hands found her belly and it was her turn to moan when he gave her mound a light slap, not hard but the way she liked it.
“Wait a sec,” Todd said, flipping on the bedside lamp. “Now I can watch you eat her pu**y.”
Ben chuckled as he found his way between her thighs and began to lick, slow and steady.
“I love it when you make that sound with my c**k in your mouth,” Todd said, idly tugging on her nipple rings. She arched, digging her heels into the bed as Ben slid his tongue into her gate.
Todd collared her throat and her entire body shuddered in response. Her eyes fluttered closed as she concentrated on Todd’s c**k and Ben’s mouth on her cunt.
More. She needed more and Todd knew it. He slid his c**k into her mouth deeper, keeping his rhythm up.
“Your mouth is so hot. I’m close. So. Fucking. Close.”
One of her hands had burrowed into Ben’s hair and the other still held the base of Todd’s cock. She let go of Ben and dipped down, past his mouth, wetting her fingers with her own juices before moving them up to play against the supersensitive skin of Todd’s anus.
He stuttered a moan as she pressed just inside, stroking. He hardened impossibly more and came, exhaling hard.
Erin had just started to come when Ben reared up, flipped her over, pushed her knee up near her chest and entered her from behind. Her ni**les pressed against the blankets and the echoes of her climax rippled through her, ebbing and flowing with each thrust and retreat of his cock.
She let her muscles go and took him into herself over and over until he leaned down, kissed her neck and came.
Afterward, she rolled over, pushing the hair from her face as she caught her breath. “My! That’s certainly a way to wake up.”
Todd’s cell phone rang and he muttered a curse as he rambled from the room to grab it.
She went up on her elbow to look down at Ben. His hair was getting long and he probably needed a cut, but she really liked it this way. Brushing a fingertip over one of his ni**les, she loved the way his lips parted and he sucked in a breath.
“What are you thinking? You have such a wicked look on your face.”
“I was thinking how much I liked your hair now. I love how it curls up where it touches your neck. Sort of sloppy and loose but sexy. And also how hot it would be if you pierced this nipple right here.” She underlined the sentence with a flick of her tongue, and he laughed.
“Then I’ll do it.” He shrugged. “I can’t let my hair get any longer than this, I’m sorry to say. Our clients like me more clean-cut. But no one is going to see my shirt off at work.”
But really, it was the intimacy they’d shared that had pushed him so far to start with.
When she gasped and her eyes went desire-blurred, he felt his own orgasm rush from the tips of his toes and fingers straight to his balls and deep into her body.
He’d just kissed her and rolled off when Todd came home.
“I’m going to clean up really quick,” she said, rolling out of bed. “I’ll be back.”
He watched her pretty, naked ass as she hurried into the bathroom.
Todd smelled the sex when he got to the doorway. He was hungry for her, hungry to reconnect and to know she was all right. Hungry to know they were all right.
“Hey,” Ben said from the bed, looking every bit as satisfied as he should.
“Hey, yourself.” Todd dropped the pizza and antipasti on the bed. “I’ll grab us something to eat on and be right back.”
Before he’d reached the hallway though, Erin came out of the bathroom, naked and disheveled, looking beautiful and sex-tousled. She saw him and smiled, coming into his arms and everything was all right again.
“I’m sorry,” she said as Todd held her. “I know you were just looking out for me.”
Todd snorted, kissing the curve of her cheek. “You stole my thunder. I’m sorry too. I know I pushed your buttons at a time you were most likely to react.”
“Mmm,” she hummed as he kissed down her neck. “I’m starving.” She eyed the pizza box and he hurried to grab the plates and some cream sodas, which she took from him and began to pass around as he got naked too.
Sitting on their big bed, naked and laughing, they ate dinner and made more good memories to ease away the bad.
31
In the month following the trial and the guilty verdict, their lives smoothed again as they moved toward Thanksgiving. The Keenans and Copelands always had a giant celebration, and so of course they’d all go to that. This year Brody and Adrian would also go, which meant Mercy and Marianne would be there too, because what young girl would miss the chance to have dinner with Adrian Brown?
Erin awoke to a c**k tapping her lips and Todd looming over her. She kept her eyes closed and opened to him. The way they needed her touched something deep within her.
He groaned in that grumbly, morning way, entirely satisfied male, and it hardened her ni**les.
She concentrated on the head and crown, fisting around the root. The room was cool and dark and she heard Ben shift and the soft exhale as he must have opened his eyes to take in the scene before him.
The bedding rustled as he moved to them and his hands found her belly and it was her turn to moan when he gave her mound a light slap, not hard but the way she liked it.
“Wait a sec,” Todd said, flipping on the bedside lamp. “Now I can watch you eat her pu**y.”
Ben chuckled as he found his way between her thighs and began to lick, slow and steady.
“I love it when you make that sound with my c**k in your mouth,” Todd said, idly tugging on her nipple rings. She arched, digging her heels into the bed as Ben slid his tongue into her gate.
Todd collared her throat and her entire body shuddered in response. Her eyes fluttered closed as she concentrated on Todd’s c**k and Ben’s mouth on her cunt.
More. She needed more and Todd knew it. He slid his c**k into her mouth deeper, keeping his rhythm up.
“Your mouth is so hot. I’m close. So. Fucking. Close.”
One of her hands had burrowed into Ben’s hair and the other still held the base of Todd’s cock. She let go of Ben and dipped down, past his mouth, wetting her fingers with her own juices before moving them up to play against the supersensitive skin of Todd’s anus.
He stuttered a moan as she pressed just inside, stroking. He hardened impossibly more and came, exhaling hard.
Erin had just started to come when Ben reared up, flipped her over, pushed her knee up near her chest and entered her from behind. Her ni**les pressed against the blankets and the echoes of her climax rippled through her, ebbing and flowing with each thrust and retreat of his cock.
She let her muscles go and took him into herself over and over until he leaned down, kissed her neck and came.
Afterward, she rolled over, pushing the hair from her face as she caught her breath. “My! That’s certainly a way to wake up.”
Todd’s cell phone rang and he muttered a curse as he rambled from the room to grab it.
She went up on her elbow to look down at Ben. His hair was getting long and he probably needed a cut, but she really liked it this way. Brushing a fingertip over one of his ni**les, she loved the way his lips parted and he sucked in a breath.
“What are you thinking? You have such a wicked look on your face.”
“I was thinking how much I liked your hair now. I love how it curls up where it touches your neck. Sort of sloppy and loose but sexy. And also how hot it would be if you pierced this nipple right here.” She underlined the sentence with a flick of her tongue, and he laughed.
“Then I’ll do it.” He shrugged. “I can’t let my hair get any longer than this, I’m sorry to say. Our clients like me more clean-cut. But no one is going to see my shirt off at work.”
