Kelly Jamieson - Love Me More

“Oh, yeah, that’s good,” she moaned, moving restlessly beneath him. He kissed his way down her abdomen, took the little gold barbell piercing her belly into his mouth and tugged on it. She whimpered and her hips lifted. He kissed below her navel, then over her smooth mound. “Yes, yes, lick me Gavin.”

This was familiar territory, but no less exciting as he slid lower to put his mouth on her. She tasted sweet and soft, and oozed her arousal. He could smell it, the warm brown sugar scent of her. He lapped at her with his tongue, licking up her cream, teasing her folds, finding her clit. She cried out and fisted her hands in his hair, her hips rolling against his mouth.

“Wanna make you come, sweetheart,” he said, studying her pretty pussy.

“Yes. No. Wait.” She yanked on his hair. “Abby. Make Abby come.”

Hesitation made him close his eyes, but he realized if he appeared too reluctant it would be insulting to Abby. So he moved off Melina and smiled at Abby. Her fingers were between her legs. Heat zapped through him.

She parted her legs wider, used both hands to open her swollen lips there, revealing her gleaming, crimson slit. Her clit protruded invitingly and Gavin slowly positioned himself between her thighs, gazing at her fingers stroking herself.

He felt Melina’s hand on his lower back, caressing him, reassuring him. He glanced at Melina one more time, then lowered his head, inhaled Abby’s unique scent, intensely female. He’d always loved going down on women, could lick and suck for hours there. His gut clenched, his dick swelled and he licked Abby, tasted her, pleasured her.

She hissed at his touch, her fingers dropping away. “Oh, yeah.”

He tongued her everywhere, outside her labia in the crease of her thigh, inside, thrusting his tongue into her opening, all the way up and over her clit, all the way down to her puckered anus and back up.

She writhed on the bed while he played, in no hurry, but her urgency grew and she lifted against his mouth. He found her clit, sucked it, and she cried out and arched her back, coming into his mouth.

He lifted his head, his breathing ragged, watched her face as she recovered. Melina’s hands still stroked his back, and when he looked at her she too was watching Abby.

“Now you,” he said.

Melina smiled and lay back down, spreading her thighs for him.

He dove in, thrusting two fingers inside her because he loved to feel her clench around him when she came and because he knew she liked it. For some reason he felt an urgent need to make Melina come, too, and he sucked and licked her swollen clit ferociously.

“Slow down,” she whispered, clasping his cheeks in her hands. He glanced up at her face, over the soft mounds of her breasts, and she smiled at him. “Slow down.”

He took a breath and went back in, but when he felt hands on his ass, he jerked up. Abby had moved behind him, slid her hands under him and found his balls, then his cock.

He was rock hard again, throbbing painfully, and her touch was exquisite. Light strokes on his tight balls made him shiver and moan into Melina’s pussy.

“Keep going,” Melina begged him. Now she was in a hurry! He licked her more, so full of sensation from her taste and wetness and warmth, and from Abby’s hands working magic between his legs. Then her hands disappeared.

He ate at Melina, felt movement behind him and then warm, wet heat as Abby took his cock in her mouth. She’d lain down on her back at the foot of the bed, positioning herself under him. Her hand grasped the root of his cock, holding it while she sucked and licked.

The pressure of Abby’s sucking mouth on his cock sent sensations from his groin down to his toes and up to the burning tips of his ears.

He tongued Melina’s clit, fingered her cunt, but his whole body rushed toward a ferocious climax as Abby’s mouth tugged on his cock with powerful suction and a swirling tongue. He tried to hold back, wanted Melina to come first, and then she was, hips lifting, quivering and clenching around his drenched fingers.

He let go, let the pressure build to its peak and wrenched free of Abby’s lips, for some reason not wanting to come in her mouth, and got up on his knees, shafting himself with rapid strokes until he spurted onto Melina’s tummy.

Globs of white dotted her smooth skin when he’d finished, and he gasped for breath, barely able to see. His hand stilled on his cock and he realized Abby’s hand was stroking his back like Melina had done.

Melina watched him with dazed eyes, touched her fingertips to his come on her stomach, trailed them up between her breasts.

Fuck me.

They were killing him. He threw himself down beside Melina, and Abby curled up beside him, once again making him the meat in the sandwich, two sexy pieces of bread surrounding him. Small hands caressed his sweaty flesh as he sucked in air and let his heart slow to normal.

Holy Christ. What a feast that had been. He still couldn’t believe this was happening.

Melina reposed in a trance as she mindlessly stroked Gavin’s damp body with her fingertips. Two orgasms and she felt amazing…almost euphoric. The bed seemed to be floating in a golden glow of candle and lamp light, the dark corners of the bedroom fading away.

The smell of sex surrounded them and she rubbed Gavin’s ejaculate into her stomach. She’d never done that before.

Her pussy clenched.

Wow. This might have been all for Gavin, but she had to admit she was into it, too, captivated by the seductive spell.

And damn, she wanted more. She rolled toward Gavin to look at him. He opened one eye, and his lips quirked.

“What?”

Melina met Abby’s eyes and they smiled.

“No,” he said. “I can’t. Not yet.”

“Oh.” She fluttered her fingers over his chest and stomach.

He grabbed her hand, his eyes closed, smile widening. “Not yet.”

Melina pouted, but she wasn’t really annoyed. She knew he was going to need a break after two phenomenal orgasms.

“What are we going to do?” Abby asked. Her eyes met Melina’s again and heat swept over Melina.

Gavin’s eyes opened and he looked from Melina to Abby. He smiled. “I wanna watch.”

Melina blinked. Licked her lips. Glanced at Abby, who grinned. “Uh…this was supposed to be about you, remember?”

“Then I should get to do whatever I want, right?”

“Um…”

Her gaze strayed back to Abby, to her breasts tipped with now velvety nipples. Melina clenched inside, aching and warm. Once again, a desire to please Abby rose inside her. To show her appreciation for doing this, for helping her make Gavin’s fantasy come true. To show Abby she was a beautiful, sexy woman, desirable in her own right and not just a convenient third.

“Right,” she said. She swallowed. Would Gavin understand that feeling?

Abby sat up and she did, too. They faced each other across Gavin’s prone body. Melina reached across and ran her fingers down a lock of Abby’s hair, a tender, gentle gesture, and drew in a breath, nipples tingling. Abby’s eyes dropped to them and they tightened more.

Melina rolled her bottom lip in and dug her teeth into it. Abby moved, crawling over Gavin so they knelt in front of each other, so close she could smell Abby’s spicy shampoo and feel her body heat. It was unbearably erotic.

She glanced at Gavin. He watched them with hot eyes. And that just sent her excitement over the edge. Knowing he watched and was turned on by it encouraged her to move closer to Abby, put her hands on her shoulders. They were small, so much smaller than Gavin’s. She stroked down Abby’s upper arms, over that tattoo arm bracelet, back up, then down over her collarbone…to her breasts.