Page 54 of Their Brazen Countess
She moved toward the wing chair nearby, discarding her chemise as she went. Then she sprawled in the chair, her legs splayed wide, exposing her glistening cunny. “I enjoyed that kiss I interrupted when I walked in.”
Arthur nodded and pulled Linc into his arms on the settee they still occupied. Their tongues twined around each other once more as Linc laid on top of him. Their cocks rubbed against each other as they ground their hips together in mimicry of their eager tongues.
“Yes.” Jo’s breathless whisper recalled their attention.
Then Arthur took over and pushed Linc back against the opposite arm of the settee they were on. He kissed his way down his chest, stopping to lick and suck on Linc’s sensitive nipples.
“Harder,” Linc demanded as he laced his fingers through Arthur’s hair.
Refusing to take commands, Arthur instead blew cool air across one puckered nipple.
“You bloody bastard.” Linc fisted his hand in his hair and pulled Arthur’s head back. The pull of the strands and the man’s strength made Arthur’s cock throb. This was what he found so sexy about Linc. As good natured as he was, he allowed Arthur to have control. The truth was, it was his gift to him, and Arthur knew it. It was a gift he treasured.
“Let go or I won’t suck your cock,” Arthur demanded.
Jo whimpered, drawing their attention. She had one hand between her plump thighs, working her clit while her other hand plucked a hardened nipple. “Don’t stop.”
“Fuck,” Linc groaned as he released Arthur’s hair, his head flopping backward in submission.
Arthur chuckled, low and wicked. With Jo in his corner, Linc had no choice but to give in—even if he didn’t want to in the moment. But he knew Arthur would make it worth it for him.
Sliding down Linc’s legs, he let his knees hit the plush carpet as he grabbed the man’s cock and wedged himself between the other man’s thighs. Arthur stopped to watch Jo for a moment as she continued sliding her fingers deliciously in and out of her wet pussy. Then she pulled her fingers free and brought them to her lips.
“Holy fuck woman,” Arthur growled as he watched her lick her juices from her fingers. He knew when Linc had seen what was happening from the way his cock pulsed in his fist and the low curse that crossed his lips.
“Suck him, Arthur. Suck his cock for me.” Jo’s command was all the nudge he needed to get back to what he’d been about to do.
Their woman wanted to watch him suck Linc’s cock? He would deliver.
As Arthur swirled his tongue over the swollen tip, gathering the familiar salty, sweet taste of Linc, he moaned with unabated hunger. Then he opened his mouth and swallowed him in a sensual gulp. Arthur loved the feel of Linc pushing against his throat as he tried to take all of him. Linc slid his fingers back into Arthur’s hair and flexed his hips to push deeper. He let him slide in until his throat stretched around him and he was rooted.
“Damn, that feels good. Take it. Take me,” Linc growled as he thrust in and out of Arthur’s mouth.
Arthur didn’t consider his current position subservient since he was the one doling out the pleasure: he was responsible for making Linc feel good while Jo’s fantasy was brought to life.
Linc continued working in and out of his mouth as Jo’s groans grew louder next to them. The frenzy grew, as did Arthur’s cock. He wouldn’t have thought it could get any harder, but his lovers were proving him wrong.
“Going to come.” Linc gritted out as he continued working Arthur’s mouth with his cock.
“Yes, come in his mouth.” Jo’s voice rang out as the first spurt of Linc’s orgasm hit his tongue.
Arthur swallowed some of it as Linc continued to pulse in his mouth, his body shuddering with his orgasm. Then, with a mouthful of his cum, he pushed Linc’s legs up toward his chest as Arthur stood. His cock ached with the need to come. It would not take him long once he got inside his lover. He let the cum drip from his lips to hit Linc’s sphincter and the man shuddered beneath him, whether from exhausting pleasure or the anticipation of more, Arthur did not know.
Aligning his cock to Linc’s rear entrance, Arthur pressed. The makeshift lube did its job as he eased inside Linc.
With the head of his cock past the tight ring of muscle, Arthur paused to look up at Jo who stared lustily, her eyes wide yet riveted to where he’d speared into the man he loved. Then Arthur thrust deep in a long steady stroke that made Linc and Jo both moan, her as she stroked her clit, Linc as he sank deep inside him.
Then Arthur lost what little control he’d kept. He plunged in and out of Linc with hard thrusts as he watched Jo pleasure herself.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Her fevered chant seemed to sync up with his thrusts.
Arthur knew he wouldn’t last much longer—was amazed he’d lasted as long as he had, if he was honest.
Then Jo cried out one last time as her toes curled and he was lost.
Arthur thrust once more into Linc and exploded. His legs trembled while pleasure jetted up and down his spine. The room went a little fuzzy as he slumped over Linc’s contorted body.
A few moments later, he became aware of the sound of panting in the room. The three of them were all trying to catch their breath. He pushed up a bit to ease his weight off of Linc who objected. “Don’t go yet. I love having you inside me.”
