Page 6 of Running For It


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Ramsey kissed over my stomach. Lower. Dropped to kiss my leg near my knee.

It didn’t matter how much I struggled or groaned; I wasn’t getting free. The anticipation was delicious.

His journey back up was more excruciating. He bit the inside of my thigh, and I groaned at the spike of pleasure mingled with the sting of pain. When he finally reached the focus of my need and dragged his tongue up my pussy, my hips rose off the bed, wanting to be closer.

Hunter cupped my breast and kneaded it, rolling a nipple between his fingers.

Ramsey licked feverishly, gliding up to my clit but not making contact, before driving his tongue deep inside me. He tasted and teased, until I was whimpering, before he finally wrapped a finger on either side of my clit, and sucked the swollen bud.

I came hard, pressing into his mouth. He didn’t let up, even after I slumped back against the mattress. He dove two fingers inside me, still tracing the alphabet over my clit, pushing me past discomfort and into another orgasm.

Hunter’s grip fell away, and he pressed his lips to my shoulder. “You good?”

I nodded. “So good.” My throat was raw. Had I been screaming?

Ramsey slid between my legs, the friction of flesh on flesh dancing through every hyper-aware nerve ending. He nudged my opening, then thrust inside me, stretching me out as he buried himself to the hilt.

My breath came in shallow gasps, as he glided out to the tip before thrusting back in and working to a steady rhythm.

Hunter pressed his cock to my lips, and I parted to let him in.

Ramsey picked up the pace, until he slammed against me hard and frantic. Hunter didn’t stay in my mouth much. Their groans and touches were a new layer of eroticism, pushing me toward another climax but not over the edge.

Hunter’s grunts shifted, and I knew he was coming. My body remembered all these sounds. Scents. Sensations. Tastes as that first salty spurt hit the back of my throat, and he emptied himself in my mouth.

Goddess, I’d missed this.

The mattress near my head shifted, and then by my shoulders and side, as Hunter moved next to me.

Lips wrapped around one of my nipples, and Hunter flicked with his tongue. He sought out my clit, teasing and coaxing while Ramsey fucked me.

I lost track of where one feeling ended and the next one started, as I tumbled into another orgasm. Ramsey’s grip on my legs, his punctuated groans, told me he was there too.

My world spun in the best way possible, though the ride had stopped. I was lost in a cloud of post-coital amazingness.

Ramsey loosened the blindfold and tugged me onto my side, as he lay facing me. He kissed the tip of my nose. “Missed you, Taffy.”

“I missed you too.” It didn’t change anything, but there was no reason to get into reality right now. We’d established rules before we started, and the world would still be waiting in the morning.

I was vaguelyaware of the mattress shifting. This wasn’t my pillow or my sheets, but I knew that scent…

“I’ll talk to you in a few hours.” That was Ramsey’s whisper.

I reluctantly pried one eye open, to find a fully dressed Ramsey pulling away from Hunter and standing.

“What’s wrong? What time is it?” Sleep slurred my words and my brain.

Ramsey moved to my side of the bed. “It’s barely four. Go back to sleep.” His tone was soft and kind.

“But—”

He brushed his lips over mine. “I have an early meeting, but there’s no reason you have to be up yet. Sleep. Enjoy the room.” He kissed me lightly again. “Last night was amazing.”

Warm fuzzies flitted in my chest and wrapped me in warmth. I wouldn’t ask if we could do it again, but the words were right there.

“See you both later.” And Ramsey was gone.

What wasn’t he saying? The desire to sleep, plus the lingering feeling of security, wouldn’t let me focus on the question.

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