Hard Ridin' (21 page)

Shifting her body to expose herself more fully, Laurel wrapped an arm around each of them. Her sweet scents filled the cab, and Holden found himself drawing deep breaths. Damn, if he had nothing else to breathe in but that delicious arousal, he’d be a happy man.

His cock pressed hard against his jeans as he synced his fingers in time to Jens’s. Laurel lifted her hips when he stroked her tight nub and exposed her core to his forefinger. Cream slicked his hand.

Jens pulled his fingers free, momentarily painting her juices on Holden’s palm, before sticking two fingers in his mouth and sucking them clean. “Storm ahead. I’ve gotta keep my focus on the road. Take care of her, Holden.”

Holden glanced out the window at the dark clouds boiling on the horizon. The moon played cat and mouse with the rain clouds, and the wind tore small branches and leaves off the trees.

In these parts, a storm could whip up too suddenly.

When Laurel began to gasp, Holden centered his attention on her. He swirled his finger over her button and sent his middle finger deep into her pussy. Her body clutched him, so tight. So perfect.

For a dizzying minute, he fought the need to shove down his jeans and plant her atop his cock. Surely Jens could navigate while their sounds filled the cab.

Cupping Laurel’s cheek, Holden drew her in for a kiss. She twisted her mouth against his, open, seeking. He teased her lips and tongue as he continued to drive her higher up the steep slope of bliss.

“She’s so hot for you, Holden. Now bite her neck—you know the place.”

Following Jens’s orders without thought, Holden moved down the slope of her throat to the sweet spot behind her ear that made her come unglued. Combined with his fingers, she’d come quickly and violently. Jens knew this. And so did Holden.

“Ohh.” She shuddered all over, a faint dew breaking out on her skin. Her pussy contracted around Holden’s finger.

Jens could call the shots now, and even when they arrived home, but Holden was taking charge of the deed concern.

“Curl your finger inside her. Fuck, yeah, she’s going wild.” Jens’s dark tone expressed his arousal. “Laurel, baby, just let go. Give it all to him—to me. When I get you home, I’m going to make you lose control a half-dozen times before I finally sink into you.”

Holden pictured her thighs spread wide and Jens’s cock pounding into her. Watching the thick shaft disappear into her tight body drove Holden wild. Knowing she was getting pleasure, that Jens was, and that he would too was the most erotic thing in the world.

“She’s so close, Jens.”

“You like his fingers in your pussy, don’t you, baby? Are you imagining his cock? My cock? You’d like to have both of our hard dicks deep inside you at the same time, wouldn’t you? Feeling us rubbing you, rubbing against each other…”

With a cry, she came. Spasms rippled through her walls and through Holden’s fingers. Each stroke sent her higher. She tilted her head back, eyes closed, breath sobbing in her lungs.

Holden lost himself in Jens’s heated words too. Christ, they hadn’t tried double penetration, but he desperately wanted to. Knowing the three of them were receiving pleasure at the same time would be the ultimate high.

His cock oozed pre-come and wet his boxers. If he didn’t get relief soon, he’d bellow his need.

Laurel came down slowly, slumping forward in Holden’s arms. They shared a sweet, tongue-rolling kiss. Finally, he withdrew his fingers. As he moved them toward his lips, Jens grasped his wrist and brought them to his mouth. When his scalding tongue worked over Holden’s digits, he nearly came in his pants.

“Damn,” Laurel murmured, gaze locked to the sight.

Each velvety lap of his tongue solidified the fact that Holden wanted more with Jens. They shared her body, her love. They’d kissed many times. Would Jens let him take it further?

Jens guided the truck to the side of the road.

“What are we doing?” Holden asked.

Yanking the emergency brake, Jens released Holden’s fingers. “I can’t wait until we get home. Get Laurel’s pretty breasts out, Holden, while I unzip.”

Holden put a hand over Jens’s bulge. Their gazes locked through the dimness. “Let me,” he whispered.

Jens’s features stood out, pressing against his skin somehow. Silence stretched. At last, Jens gave a harsh nod. “Get it out.”

Laurel leaned back in the seat to give Holden better access. Nimbly, Holden pulled open the belt buckle and opened his friend’s fly. His ridged length lay beneath the thin cotton of his underwear, the mushroomed head practically begging for Holden’s mouth.

“Taste him,” Laurel said.

Jens fell still. “I call the shots here, darlin’. You get your turn later. We all do.” He looked into Holden’s eyes. “Right now, I’m in charge, and I say you’re going to take turns with my cock.”

Holden’s mouth actually cramped as it suddenly watered. Need slithered through his cock and balls.

Laurel made a noise when Holden didn’t pull Jens’s shaft free fast enough. Jens gained his knees, and she slid his jeans and underwear down his hips. The cab was just roomy enough for Holden to reach around Laurel and cup Jens’s heavy ball sac. Their gazes locked as Holden weighed it on his palm. Fire licked his insides. Fuck, if he lasted another minute, he’d be lucky.

Jens leaned forward and captured Laurel’s lips and simultaneously thrust his cock into Holden’s hand.

Taking immediate advantage, Holden smoothed the silky skin over the hard steel, reveling in each throbbing inch. He closed his eyes as he stroked him, learning the flare of the head and the veins. When he dipped his thumb into the depression and gathered the cream there, Jens jerked.

Snapping his eyes open, Holden met his gaze. He continued to kiss Laurel, rubbing her full tits through her top. After a few minutes, Jens tore away from the kiss. “Enough. I need your mouth, baby.”

Laurel nodded and dropped her mouth to Jens’s cock. Holden watched the girth vanish between her supple lips and groaned with want.

“Shit, yeah. Sweetheart, you have a mouth that could send a man straight to heaven. When I get you home, I’m going to show you just how appreciative I am.”

Jens planted a hand on Laurel’s nape, guiding her deeper and deeper over his cock, gaze locked with Holden’s, allowing him to see his pleasure.

“You want this, don’t you? My cock in your mouth? Hitting the back of your throat?”

Suddenly, Holden could practically feel the thick flesh on his tongue, nudging his throat and filling his mouth. Juices oozed from his cock and he squeezed it to hold off a premature orgasm.

At Jens’s words, Laurel let his cock slip from her mouth. She held it at the base and tilted it toward Holden.

He didn’t need further invitation. He pressed Laurel back against the seat and swallowed his friend’s cock to the root.

“Ahh,” Laurel moaned.

Jens’s stomach muscles dipped harshly, and he stopped breathing. Staring down at Holden, he didn’t move. Then he gripped Holden’s neck and nudged his cock into his mouth another fraction.

The musky scents of male and soap filled Holden’s head. He traced his tongue over the root and swore he could feel Jens’s pulse.

“Oh shit. I’m not going to last.” Jens bucked wildly, the cords of his throat standing out in the shadow and light.

Holden sank his fingers into Jens’s hips and drew him in and out of his mouth, sucking, asserting more pressure with each stroke until he felt the very moment Jens’s release struck.

Hot, salty come filled his mouth. He gulped automatically as the spurts hit his throat. Love and devotion washed through him, bringing tears to his eyes. He’d needed this to feel complete—the perfect circle. From feeling left out to being permanently joined to his lovers.

When Jens’s cock twitched its last, Holden looked up at him. Jens gave a ghost of a smile. “Let’s get home.”

Chapter Twelve

“Face down, ass in the air,” Jens ordered as he stripped off his clothes.

Laurel was sprawled on the bed, a bandana tied around her eyes.

When she didn’t respond quickly enough to Jens’s order, someone flipped her over until she was kneeling.

“Arch your back.” Her pussy flooded. She could smell her juices—had never been so hot or turned on in her life.

“Beautiful woman we have, right, Holden?”

“Fuck, yeah.”

“You want to fuck her? Sink into her pussy?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

She shivered.

“Slither under her and get her loosened up. I’m going to play with this.” A fingertip slid down the seam of her ass and passed over her pucker. Everything in her body seemed to contract. Her mind turned inward and she threw her senses out. Without her sight, every caress of every fine hair on her body seemed amplified.

The mattress sagged as what she assumed was Holden’s weight joined hers. His personal musk drowned her as he positioned her over him.

Jens’s rough hand on her lower back was another order to arch it farther. She tilted her hips, bringing her ass up. Her cheeks fell open a bit, and the cooler air met her intimate places.

“Shit, she’s soaked.” Jens dragged two fingers through the wetness pooling on her sex.

She hissed with pleasure and rocked backward, seeking more of his touch.

He toyed with her folds, collecting more of her cream. Then his hand left her and Holden’s rounded cock head was sliding through her folds and burrowing into her entrance.

She felt around the sheets until she located Holden’s hand. Entwining their fingers, she sank lower over his hard shaft. Inch by inch, he stretched her. Before she had time to think, Jens’s fingers passed over her ass again.

This time he paused with his fingertip over her neediest spot. Ever since his dirty talk in the car when he’d asked if she wanted both of her lovers inside her, she’d been trembling with desire for this moment.

He’d penetrated her netherhole with a finger while making love to her before, but how would it feel to have him inside her?

“How’s she feel, Holden?”

He growled a reply. “Tight.” He drove deeper into her.

“Good. Kiss her.”

Holden’s hard lips met hers and she opened to him automatically. The popping sound of a cap opening reached her. The hair on her spine ruffled as she anticipated Jens’s touch.

Finally, his warm, lubed fingers found her skin. He circled her anus, his touch on each small ridge igniting her. This was everything she needed—both lovers taking and giving equally. And she was the instrument that would bring them all pleasure.

Jens ran a finger around her ass again and then eased it inside. Her body accepted him easily, the lube guiding him home. She moaned into Holden’s mouth and he swallowed it as he explored her curves.

When Holden withdrew his cock, Jens shoved his finger into her ass. The tandem movements left her wanting. “Please,” she cried. “I need more.”

Jens chuckled. “Like this?” He must have added a finger or two more, because suddenly she was stretched, her flesh burning with perfect deliciousness.

A ragged sigh escaped her. Her pussy grew wetter and the moist sounds of Holden’s cock slamming into her filled the air.

When Jens removed his fingers, she mewed her disappointment.

Again, he laughed. “Don’t worry, baby. I won’t leave you for long.”

His slick cock stretched with a condom caressed her pucker.

“Hold still a second,” Jens said, and Holden stopped moving. His grip tightened on her, and she realized it took a supreme amount of effort for him to stop.

From behind, Jens skimmed her ass cheeks, parting them slightly as he slid the head of his cock into her untouched spot. “Just breathe, baby.” His rough voice sent flickers of flame through her belly.

She drew a ragged breath. Her pussy pulsated around Holden’s shaft. When Jens breached her tight, muscular ring, she cried out.

Both men fell still, and then suddenly hands were all over her, caressing her, soothing her.

“It’s all right, baby. I’ll stop if you want.” Jens’s voice was tight, as if he was clenching his teeth.

“No, I’m all right. That was just…wow.” Behind the blindfold, she pinched her eyes shut, willing her body to relax and take him. She wanted this more than any kind of sex ever. A dark need sucked her under and she pushed back against Jens’s straining cock. “Take me. Both of you.”

Holden shifted, his cock sliding deep, then shallow. She sucked in a delighted breath.

“I’ll go slow,” Jens promised.

With exquisite, mind-blowing movements, he glided his cock into her ass. The pressure mounted. Pleasure-pain washed over her, raising gooseflesh in its wake. Reaching back, she found Jens’s hip and urged him in more.

“She’s so goddamn tight,” Holden choked.

“You’re telling me.” Jens felt huge inside her, and between both men, she didn’t know if they’d have enough room to move.

“I can feel you, Jens. And I’m not ashamed to say it’s so fucking good,” Holden said.

Tremors tore through her as she realized the extreme pleasure they must be experiencing too, seated so firmly against each other through the thin barrier of her body.