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And what she’d said in the SUV? Oh, she was going to rid herself of any pussy hang ups before the night was over. So she didn’t have a little porn star pussy, all pale pink and hidden between a tight slit. Each woman was different and Jill’s was as unique as she was. The darker color, the full lips, even the way her clit was always exposed. Didn’t she know that was the best way? I could drop to my knees and flick that clit with tongue without going hunting. And those full lips? Fuck, yes, they’d wrap around my dick. And there was more to lick, more to get covered in all that sweet, sticky honey.
Shit, more pre-cum spurted from me. Lowering her to the ground, I held onto her arm until she got her bearings, then opened the button on my jeans, lowered the zipper.
I sighed, my dick thankful for the room.
She stood before me, watched. I arched a brow and tucked a finger beneath the hem of her soft shirt. “Off.”
Porter moved to stand behind her, and as she lifted it over her head, he helped her work it off her arms, then dropped it to the floor.
No fucking bra.
I had to close my eyes for a moment at the sight of her. I wasn’t going to last. Sheer perfection. She was so much smaller than either of us. Dainty, even. Her breasts were full, not a handful but plump teardrops. Her nipples were large and tightened being exposed to the cooler air. And lower, between her thighs, her gorgeous pussy. She wasn’t bare like some women went for these days, but shaved so that there was a small dark thatch, trimmed short, above those plum-toned lower lips. She looked so fucking natural, so real.
“Have you ever done this before?” she asked, glancing up at both of us.
Porter tilted his head. “You mean a threesome?”
She nodded. I couldn’t have a conversation while the woman of my dreams stood before me. Naked. So I reached out, cupped a breast. Tested its weight, softness, the stiff peak.
Her breath came out in a breathy exhale and Porter matched my movements with his own hand.
She glanced down at our hands on her. The difference had been striking when we had our hands between her parted thighs in the SUV, but now that we could see every inch of her, completely bare while we were still fully dressed… fuck.
“No,” he said. “You?”
She gave a little laugh, but it turned into a whimper when I tugged on her nipple. Those pink tips were remarkably sensitive. “God, no. I want to touch you,” she all but whined, but her eyes fell shut and she arched her back so her breasts filled our palms even more.
I dropped my hand, stripped. When I almost tipped over tugging off my boot, her laughter filled the room. I moved to sit on the ottoman that went with a big comfortable chair to work it off. “Sassy girls get spanked,” I said, looking up at her.
She bit her lip, rubbed her thighs together.
Porter swatted her butt. While the crack of it filled the room, it wasn’t all that hard. She gasped and squirmed some more. “I’m not sassy, I’m… I’m—”
“Sexy,” Porter finished.
“Horny,” she countered.
It was our turn to laugh. We couldn’t argue with that.
Once I was completely bare, I put my hands behind me on the back edge of the ottoman, leaned back. With my legs out in front of me, my dick jutted lewdly up in the air. I couldn’t miss the way her eyes widened as she took it in. I knew she couldn’t miss the pre-cum that slid off the crown and down the length.
“Touch away, baby. I’m all yours.”
She came up to me, stood between my spread knees. The difference in our height was fixed with me sitting down. She, in fact, was a little taller, but I didn’t mind. Her breasts were right in line with my mouth, so I leaned forward and took one between my lips, sucked.
Her fingers went to my hair, tangled.
The soft, silky feel of her skin against my tongue was heaven. The hard peak pressing against the roof of my mouth. The way her body squirmed as I sucked and tugged, licked and even nipped lightly.
“Liam,” she breathed. “I want you in me. Now.”
“Sweetness thinks she’s in charge,” Porter said from behind her back.
I lifted my head and glanced at him. He’d stripped off everything but his jeans, which were open, the fly undone. The top of his dick peeked out from the open V.
“I’m ready,” she added, running her fingers through my hair, over my jaw. A soft touch, but I felt her need in the motions.
“We haven’t even warmed you up,” I said. “We’ve got big dicks, baby, and we don’t want to hurt you. Just because your pussy’s needy doesn’t mean it’s ready.”
