The dildo that Mitch had slid carefully into her pussy was humming away on its lowest setting, enough to keep her on edge but not enough to allow her to climax. Which was just as well, since she was doing her best to concentrate on two very impressive cocks. Mitch knelt at one side of her, leaning forward so he could slide his shaft into her mouth. Randy was on the other side where her hand was busy stroking his hard, pulsing thickness. Autumn couldn't believe how aroused she was, her now naked pussy dripping with the juices of her desire.She closed her lips around Mitch's penis and sucked him as far into her mouth as she could, tilting her head back slightly to allow him to slide further down her throat. The thumb of her other hand found the drop of fluid beading from Randy's slit and rubbed it into the velvety skin. She heard him suck in his breath, felt the movement as he nudged his hips forward.Two sets of fingers toyed with her nipples, pulling them, stretching them, rolling t
Mitch and Randy lifted Autumn from the tub and stood her on a mat, drying her with towels, Randy patting down the last drops of moisture as Mitch released her hair and brushed it into loose waves. She closed her eyes, reveling in the attention, allowing herself to press limply against Mitch as he hoisted her into his arms and carried her to the bed.Randy stretched out full-length beside her, his eyes glittering as he stroked his semi-hard cock. Autumn was pliant as Mitch kissed her, his tongue probing into her mouth, sweeping over her teeth, her tongue, the insides of her cheeks, sucking her tongue into his own wet cavern. When he placed her astride Randy she automatically reached for the other man's cock, closing her fingers over his and gliding up and down the thickness with him."Get him ready again, darlin'," Mitch urged, standing beside her and rubbing her back. "Go on. Take him in your mouth."Autumn leaned forward, brushing Randy's fingers aside and lowering her mouth over the
There was a long silence and Autumn forced herself to awareness, curious as to what was happening. She opened her eyes slowly to see Mitch standing beside the bed, a strange expression on his face."Well?" Randy prodded. "I didn't think that was such a hard question."Mitch let out a slow breath. "I think it would work better if you went on home tonight, buddy. Okay?"That woke Autumn up. She glanced at Randy, standing there naked with his mouth open."Are you shitting me? What the hell's going on here?"Mitch shrugged. "Just-just go on home, okay? We've had a great party here but it's over. For tonight."Randy looked at Autumn as if to find some clue but she was as mystified as he was. Mitch had explained to her carefully exactly how the two men did this and the sleepover with morning sex was part of it. Finally he shrugged and reached for his clothes."Whatever you say, Mitchell. But you'll have to explain to me what's going on here, okay?""Tomorrow. I'll call you tomorrow."
Part Four: Take a Chance on Me"Vodka Martini, very dry," Zoe Fortunato told the bartender. "Grey Goose, please." Good choice," he acknowledged and set about mixing her drink.Zoe Fortunato took a sip of her vodka martini, hoping it would calm the jitters she was doing her best to hide. She looked around the lobby bar in the Republic of Texas Hotel. Although it was barely five thirty it was already jammed with people beginning their weekend celebration. Many of them were here for her own celebration-her wedding to Brad McCoy. A wedding she'd been anticipating for weeks. Tonight was the dinner for out-of-towners, more than sixty people who'd come from so many places to see the two of them married.She'd just had a faceoff with her mother over Brad's brother, Scott."Got a problem, Mom?" Zoe asked when her mother left the bar stool she'd been sitting on and walked over to her, barely controlling her irritation. "You told him I was attracted to him, Zoe."Zoe lifted an eyebrow. "Told w
Zoe deliberately throttled her internal conversation with herself. It would accomplish nothing."Everything's fine," she said in a firm voice. She would make it be, whatever she had to do. Just as soon as she reined in her body and her mind."Did you see Clay?" Brad asked. "He was checking in when I came through the lobby."Clay Holbrook? Oh, yes. She'd been thinking of him. Probably far too much. She certainly wasn't in love with Clay. They'd been hot lovers but not anything more than good friends. Brad was and always would be her only love. Was I stupid to invite him? Brad thought it was okay but I think he just wants to strut like the usual male peacock and show off who got the girl. And he did. All the way. But Clay...Just thinking of him and the things they'd done in the bedroom-and other places-sent a shimmer of heat over her skin and ramped up the pulse beating low in her cunt. Clay. She wondered if he was as adventurous with his newest girl friend as he had been with her
At last the dinner was at an end. People came by to wish her and Brad well and tell them they'd see them the next day at the wedding."You go straight up to your suite, honey," Raine told her when nearly everyone had left. "I'll see you first thing in the morning with coffee and we'll get ready for the big event.""You have fun tonight," Zoe whispered to her."We'll see." Raine hugged her. "See you in the morning.""You know tradition says we're not supposed to see each other tonight," Brad said when they were in the elevator riding up to their floor."I know." She slipped her hand into his. "But we're not exactly traditionalist, are we?" And maybe not in some other things. A little spice in their vanilla."Not in this. Come on."He led her to the door of his suite, slid his key card into the slot and pushed the door open. As soon as they were inside Brad tossed the card onto a table and stripped off his jacket and tie."Okay." He turned to Zoe. "First things first. Something
He stared down at her upturned face. "I can't say I'm not at least a little jealous. I mean you and Clay were together a long time.""But not like us," she assured him. "Never like us. I never loved him, and he always knew it.""Okay. If that will make you happy, let's go ahead and do it." He cupped her chin and brushed his mouth over hers. "Just as long as you remember who your Number One guy is.""As if I could ever forget," she laughed and leaned over to pick up the phone.Clay wasn't in his room but Zoe reached him on his cell phone in the bar."Hey. Can you come upstairs for a bit?" She winked at Brad as she gave the suite number. "Brad and I want to chat with you about something. What? Just come on up. Bride's request. I'll tell you when you get here."Zoe was sitting on the couch cross-legged, a terry robe tied at the waist, holding a wine goblet when the knock sounded on the door. Brad had just pulled on his boxer shorts. He laughed when he saw the other man's startled ex
Brad thought he should feel a lot more weird about the whole situation but the atmosphere was so erotic it erased any awkwardness. He moved one hand back to Zoe's breast, trapping the nipple between two fingers while with his other hand he probed her slick, hot pussy. Already he could feel the sensitive walls quivering and quaking, gripping his fingers each time he thrust them inside her. When he looked over her head at Clay he saw the same flare of lust in the man's eyes he knew must be blazing in his own. Who would have thought he'd fall into this so easily.He loved Zoe more than his next breath. Loved looking at her nicely rounded five foot four body, her heart-shaped face with its clear hazel eyes, all framed by a thick mass of rich auburn hair. And he was extremely possessive where she was concerned. She was his, period. So he'd had a lot of reservations about agreeing to Zoe's idea of 'borrowing' Clay for the evening.But watching the man caress Zoe and now slow pushing his fi