Page 59 of Random Encounter

She was too much fun. I gripped her hips and lifted her to sit on the edge of the desk.

“The biggest problem you see on TV,” Phillip said, “for the censors’ sake, I’m sure, is none of this will take place with your pants on because dragging down your zipper—”

“Doesn’t give anyone access to those parts of me. I got that far, thanks.” Addie stuck her tongue out at him.

I slid between her thighs. When she wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer, I was instantly hard.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt.” Addie’s voice was breathy.

I wasn’t in the mood for a play-by-play of what I should be doing; I wanted a little more freestyle fun. I dragged my nose up the side of Addie’s neck, inhaling deeply. “There are a lot of things you can do just like this.”

“That’s one thing. Not a lot of things.” She was playful.

I growled and sucked her neck, biting and nibbling, as I glided my hands up her chest to tease her breasts through her top. Her moans were as delicious as Phillip’s soft grunt. I yanked down her camisole, exposing her, and moved my mouth lower, drawing one nipple into my mouth as I kneaded her.

She gasped softly. “You win. Those are all good things.”

“Just good?” I nipped her skin.

She gasped. “Really, really yummy.”

“Do you want to make out for a while, or do you want to prove that position works?” Phillip’s dry question was tinged with amusement.

I moved my mouth to Addie’s. “I know which I’d prefer.” I teased her lips.

“You’re the experts. I’m yours to do with as you please.”

Fuck. I scooted her off the desk, devouring her mouth and her groans. I made quick work of the zipper and button on her jeans, but the clothing got caught on her shoes.

Her giggles broke the contact between us, and she kicked off a shoe to get one leg free of her pants. “I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who needs to be exposed.” She undid my jeans.

At the touch of her soft hand around my shaft, I jerked into her touch. So good. My jeans hung low on my hips. I found enough brain space to roll on a condom, lifted her onto the desk again, and glided the head of my cock along her slick skin.

Phillip moved in, gripping Addie’s chin and drawing her in for a long, hungry kiss. Watching them was a whole different experience as kissing either of them, but just as delicious in its own way.

“So much for directing,” I teased.

He turned his attention to me with a tight chuckle, and bit my bottom lip before diving in to crush his mouth to mine. “You were saying?” He growled.

“I was saying… Not a clue.”

Phillip pressed back into Addie, working a hand between her and me without breaking us apart, and kneaded her breast while he worked his mouth along her body.

She dragged down his zipper and freed his cock as well.

I nibbled her earlobe. “I like a woman who knows what she wants.”

“I don’t have a clue.” She arched her back with a moan when Phillip slid his hands between her legs, teasing both her and me. “But I’m really enjoying the options. It’s like a buffet. I can try a little of this. A lot of that…” She tugged Phillip’s shaft and his grunt rocked me to my core.

I slowly slid inside her, relishing every inch of penetration, Phillip’s fingers brushing me as he teased her clit. It took the last of my restraint to stay still when I was buried to the hilt. I wanted so desperately to move, but then this would be over.

Addie and Phillip fingered and stroked each other, their faces both reflecting their pleasure—mouths slightly parted, eyes fluttering shut. Addie’s pussy twitched around my cock, the squeezing growing more frequent and intense with each breath.

When her hand dropped way from Phillip and her gasps became stuttered and laced with whimpers, I knew she was close. He fisted his cock, stroking hard and fast. She bit her bottom lip, her cries escaping anyway.

I was done holding back, as she came, milking me, I pounded hard and fast. I lost myself in the sensations. The sounds—her whimpers and Phillip’s grunts. The tang of need on the tip of my tongue. It all wrapped around me, and I let go of any restraint.

My thoughts fuzzed and I plummeted into pleasure, orgasm rushing up inside, spilling through me and from me, until stars danced behind my eyelids and climax drained me.

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