Kelly Jamieson - Love Me More

A moan leaked from between her lips as she touched Abby’s small curves, cupped them, squeezed gently, her nipples tight little buds against her palms. Abby groaned, too.

“Yeah,” Gavin grunted. “That’s so hot, girls.”

Emboldened by his comment, Melina leaned in to kiss Abby, who moved toward her at the same time. Their mouths met in a tentative kiss—a gentle, clinging kiss—then tongues touched. Abby licked Melina’s mouth, pushed her tongue inside and with low murmurs of enjoyment, they moved, deepened the kiss, pressed their bodies together, breasts against breasts. Abby’s hands went into Melina’s hair and held her head, while Melina’s slid around Abby’s torso and hugged her.

“Fuck.” She heard Gavin’s whispered curse, hoped it was still all good, then lost herself in the carnal kiss again. This was so crazy. She’d thought the last time she and Abby had done this was the only time in her life she’d ever be so wild and wicked.

They drew apart, breathing heavily, and Melina looked into Abby’s eyes. She smiled at her, trying to tell her without words that yes, she was beautiful, and yes, she wanted to do this even though it was supposed to be for Gavin. Her breasts ached to be touched and the deep, insistent throb between her legs had picked up again. Again!

As if she knew, Abby released her grip on Melina’s hair and cupped her breasts. Her hands were too small to hold them, so she stroked over and around each curve, brushed her fingers over her nipples.

Melina’s head fell back as arousal swept through her, hot and hard, pulsing between her legs and heating her skin. Abby’s hands on her breasts, tugging her nipples, became her sole point of consciousness, her own hands falling to rest on Abby’s waist. Then she felt wet warmth close over a nipple and she dragged her eyelids open to look down at Abby’s head, Abby’s mouth on her nipple. Abby tugged the nipple, drew her teeth gently over the tight tip, and Melina shuddered with delight. Her body continued to quake uncontrollably as Abby moved to the other nipple and sucked and nibbled.

Moisture surged between her legs and she slid a hand down there to find relief from the aching need. Abby pushed her down to lay flat, kissed each nipple, then licked her way down Melina’s tummy to the apex of her thighs, Melina’s hand still clamped there.

She pushed Melina’s legs apart, gently removed Melina’s hand. “You need to come, don’t you?” Abby crooned, licking her pussy. Melina trembled, opened wider.

“Yes.”

She heard Gavin’s groan and turned her head to look at him, sitting against the headboard. He had his cock in his hand, hard again already. “Make her come, Abby,” he muttered. “Lick her.”

“Mmm.” Abby enthusiastically bent her head again, lapped at Melina’s throbbing pussy, while Melina whimpered and tossed her head from side to side. Abby’s tongue was small and gentle and knew just where to glide, just where to suck. She pulled on Melina’s clit, flicking her tongue over it, let it pop out of her mouth with a slurping suction, then captured it again and drove her crazy.

Gavin reached over and caressed Melina’s breasts, pinching her nipples and the combined sensations and the knowledge that he was watching and aroused drove her up to the stars. She came, crying out, clenching hard, in a long, shuddering wave of ecstasy.

She lay there, limp and languid and panting while Abby rose up over her, her mouth shiny. Abby lay on top of her, their breasts pressed together and kissed her mouth, and she tasted herself and Abby.

“Fuck,” Gavin moaned. “That was hot. I need inside you, Melina.”

He was ready to go again. But what about Abby?

“You need to come, too,” Melina whispered to her, her sense of fair play unaffected by the mind-blowing sensuality. Abby smiled.

“Mmmm,” Abby agreed. “You do it.” She rolled off Melina and onto her back beside her. Scooting over so their shoulders pressed together, Melina reached down and slid her fingers between Abby’s thighs. Abby lifted a leg and laid it across Melina’s, giving her access. Melina had never touched another woman quite like this…even the last time with Abby. It was like touching herself, but different. Still throbbing from her own climax, she dipped low into Abby’s cream, slicked some up and then found Abby’s hard clit. She rubbed it the way she liked, hoping it would please Abby as well.

“Yes,” Abby moaned, eyes closed. She cupped her own breasts.

“Oh, God,” Gavin said. Melina glanced at him, his cock clenched in his fist, the head all swollen and dark, and oozing. “Hurry, Mel. I need…”

She couldn’t hurry. It was up to Abby to come…she hoped she was hitting the right place. “How is that?” she whispered.

“G-good.”Abby swallowed. “Yesss…right there…ah!” Her voice rose and her body tightened and convulsed. Gently, knowing how sensitive she was when she came, Melina stroked Abby’s swollen clit, prolonging the orgasm as long as she could.

“Jesus,” Gavin groaned. “Now, me, Mel, please.”

“Patience, Gav,” she whispered with a smile, pressing Abby’s mound, still spasming. He groaned.

Melina rolled toward Gavin and kissed him.

He made a rumbling sound low in his throat as he kissed her back, pushed her down onto her back and climbed over her. Abby lay there watching, a half smile on her face, eyes heavy and unfocused.

Gavin kissed Melina again, desperate, hungry, his belly burning and lust pulsing in his balls. He took his cock in his hand and pushed into her warm sheath.

She took him in, slick and hot, lifting her knees high. He buried himself in her, blind with need, wild with desire, so turned on he hurt. He was unaware of anything except the exquisite drag of Melina’s flesh on his, the heat pouring over his body, the fire burning at the base of his spine.

Then he felt hands on him from behind again. Abby.

She’d crawled behind him, her hands stroking over his ass, sending erotic shivers over him. Her fingers played in the crease between his cheeks and he clenched there.

“Relax.” She bent over him and whispered in his ear, and he felt her breasts brush his back. She moved away, but her hands kept playing in that dangerous territory, fingers probing. Ah Christ! Pleasure surged violently through his veins, his skin buzzing and twitching, as Abby stroked him there, so taboo, so wicked, but so…exciting.

He couldn’t control it; fire streaked from his spine through his balls and out his cock in long hot molten spurts, surging into Melina so hard he vaguely worried he was hurting her, while Abby’s venturing fingertip gently thrust in and out. He shouted out as he came with almost painful intensity.

“Jesus Christ,” he gasped, collapsing onto Melina. Abby’s finger slid slowly out of him, and she lay down beside them, one arm draped across his sweaty back.

He adjusted his weight so he didn’t crush Melina, let Abby stroke him idly as he desperately tried to regain control of his breathing. Holy fuck. He didn’t even know what to think about that.

They lay there, exhausted, the only sound in the room Gavin’s ragged breaths and sighs of pleasure from the two women. After a few moments, they all crawled around the bed, dragging the covers down and settling under them, Abby and Melina on each side of Gavin, and they slept.

Gavin woke a while later, he wasn’t sure how long, when he felt Abby climbing out of bed.

“I need to go now,” she said softly. She quickly found her clothes, then leaned over the bed and kissed Gavin on the mouth. With affection, he raised a hand to her cheek.

Abby bent over Melina, whose eyes were flickering open, and kissed her, too, a little longer, a little slower. “Bye, Melina. Thanks.”