Page 43 of Snowed In with her Mountain Men
“Oh, just get in here already.”
He dropped his shorts right there in the doorway, and his beautiful erection sprang free. I salivated over it, wondering just how long he’d been standing there, watching us. It made me even hotter thinking about him touching himself, while doing it.
Once Oakley had given permission, I got straight to work. I threw back the blankets, rolled to my hands and knees, and swallowed him deep into my whimpering throat.
Oakley’s hands sifted into my hair, guiding my head up and down on his thick, pulsating rod. That left my ass exactly where I wanted it: high in the air, naked and dripping. I waved it back and forth, enticingly, in Ryder’s direction.
“Come get some,” I called, over my shoulder.
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RYDER
I stood there stupidly, my eyes shifting left and right, as Camryn’s beautifully-tanned ass swayed back and forth in front of me. It was like some sort of hypnotist’s medallion; if that medallion were perfectly formed, wonderfully shaven, wet, warm, and glistening…
“Come get some.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. Hell, I didn’t need to be told once. All day long I’d been thinking about that ass, and how good it had felt in my palms. That supple flesh rippling rhythmically, as I plowed into her doggie-style.
Right now, though, I had a side quest to finish.
I grabbed that delectable ass with both hands, buried my face between those cheeks, and plunged my tongue into her as far as it would go. Camryn jumped, and let out a little yelp that turned into a whimper. It was a cute whimper; more of a sigh, really. But who could actually tell, with her mouth so full of my best friend’s dick?
Holy shit, Ryder.
It was crazy enough, sleeping with this beautiful blonde who’d shown up on our doorstep — or more accurately, been carried there. But for Oakley and me to take hertogether?Splitting her right down the middle, like we’d split just about everything else in our manicured, military-obsessed lives?
That part seemed strangely taboo, and expressly forbidden. Except that we were doing it. Twice now, in fact. And for some fucked up reason, none of it seemed strange, taboo, or forbidden at all.
Camryn bucked into me, shoving her perfect ass back into my face in an effort to drive my tongue even deeper. I was only happy to oblige. I devoured her from the rear, pulling those cheeks apart, really getting in there. She responded with even louder moans, her shimmering blonde head moving even faster as Oakley guided it up and down the full length of his shaft.
She flinched as I stopped momentarily, to drag the flat of my tongue slowly up and down that honey-coated entrance. She jumped again when I flicked her clit, then a third time when I plunged back inside. I was kissing, licking, swirling. Tasting her like she were a fine wine. But it wasn’t until I slid two fingers into her from behind, that shereallybegan to scream.
“Yessss!”
She popped my friend from between her plump lips just long enough to hiss the word, then went back down on him with a vengeance. In the meantime, Camryn was now fucking my face. She reached back with one hand to clutch the back of my head, pushing me forward as she grinded back to meet my probing, questing tongue.
When she came, I didn’t expect it at all. One second I was enjoying the moment, the next I was flooded with a sudden rush of warmth and wetness that accompanied an ear-splitting, bloodcurdling scream.
The scream was ecstasy though, in its purest form. Camryn’s fingers rolled into my hair, clutching me tightly between her asscheeks as she came like a typhoon. Her torrents soaked my face, her thighs, the bed. I could’ve drowned. A part of mewantedto drown, because compared with all the near-deaths I’d had over the course of my life, drowning between those beautiful, sun-bronzed cheeks seemed like the single most amazing way to go.
Eventually I got up, grabbed her hips again, and embedded myself in her folds. Camryn’s insides were molten. Her beautiful pink lips clung to the sides of my shaft at the end of every slow, glorious thrust, until I was erupting inside her, filling her, pounding her through my orgasm. I fucked her well past the point of my climax, until my seed was spilling out the sides of her beautiful box and running down her smooth, mocha-tan thighs.
After that, there was no limit to the things we did to her. Oakley took my place, desperate for even a fraction of the release I just had, and Camryn gave it back to him just as hard. We took turns on her in every position; switching back and forth, trying new things, new combinations. We rolled her lithe, womanly body across the bed, from orgasm to orgasm, until she cried tears of joy and literally passed out from coming so hard.
She was laying quietly between us, slumbering peacefully, when my friend looked my way. He appeared just as confused about all this as I was.
“I’m heading to bed,” I murmured. “She’s all yours now.”
“Yeah,” Oakley scoffed. “Thanks.”
“Do we wake Jaxon up?” I whispered. “See if he wants a turn?”
He shook his head vehemently.
“And why not?”
“Doyouwant to wake Jaxon up?”
