Page 69 of Swept Away
Mason watches us from the bed, with his head propped on his elbow, his hand curled around his cock, the sliding motion happening under the crisp white sheet.
I push up while Carter lowers his mouth, and a world of flavor explodes in our kiss.
Mint, chocolate, and strawberries from the tray of treats that waited for us in Mason’s hotel room.
The kiss is sensual like him, with open lips, slow motions, deep intimacy, and reckless surrender.
Arms wrapped around his neck, I press my chest against his torso and savor everything like it's my first.
His towel slides open, and I push my hand down to stroke him, my mouth locked with his.
Things heat up, his free hand gliding between my butt cheeks and stroking me from behind.
“Hmm…” I moan, the kiss even hotter and sultrier, expressing the growing need for each other.
“Bring her here,” Mason demands in a low rumbling voice.
“Give me a moment,” Carter shoots back, his smile pressing against my lips when he pushes two fingers into me and witnesses with unabashed pleasure the shudder barreling through me.
Arched against him, hand locked around him, I close my eyes and relish the throbbing pleasure ignited by his touch.
“She’s so fucking wet,” Carter says before locking my lips again and thrusting his tongue into my mouth as he pushes his fingers into me.
Pulsations quickening, I grind against his hand.
“Bring her here, for fuck’s sake, or I’ll come and get her,” Mason says, tension cutting through his voice.
“I need to take you to him,” Carter says, unfazed. “He can’t wait to fuck your pussy.”
In one swift motion, he lifts me off the floor and carries me to the bed.
“Fuck her from behind,” Mason says, his fist tight at the root of his erection, his back propped on the pillows. “I want her to suck me first.”
“Works for me,” Carter says, laying me down. “You heard the man,” he says, giving his erection a couple of strokes while I slide onto my knees, facing Mason.
His eyes come to mine, filled with lust, as Carter grabs my hips, pulling me closer to him.
The warm head of his erection pushes against my opening while I drop my eyes to Mason’s hard shaft.
“You love it, don’t you?” he murmurs, in a better mood now that I’m here, watching him stroke himself and mouthwatering at the idea that I want to press my lips against him.
Carter slides himself inside me while Mason pushes upright and brings his hand to my face.
“Show me how much you like his dick,” Mason says, his thumb moving along my jawline before brushing the seam of my lips.
“Open your mouth, baby,” he says, witnessing the transformation on my face, while sliding his thumb into my mouth.
With every thrust, Carter makes me moan.
“She fucking adores it,” Mason says quietly, reveling in the expression of complete submission on my face.
Carter moves into me harder, and my center pulses in response.
His hand slides around my hip and moves between my legs, stroking my clit.
I suck on Mason’s thumb with hunger and a passion.
“You’re our little whore indeed,” Mason says, quietly laughing before pulling his thumb out of my mouth, forcing my head up, and kissing me with pleasure.
