“I have more surprises, for you. You’ll come hard for me, I promise.” He bit her earlobe again and then collected her liquid, the gold he craved. He coated his finger and the small little vibrator he’d brought as a surprise. Once more, he started the clit button on the lowest setting and then shifted her so he could slide his finger between her cheeks.
“Ice.” She panted as he pushed the vibrator into that forbidden little star.
“You’ll love this, baby. I promise you.” Once more he began to bring her up slowly, turning both vibrators up so that ripples moved like waves through her body, until she was nearly undulating with need and a fine sheen made her body glow. He gave her his fingers, three this time.
“Watch him, baby. Is he looking at you? Can he see the strain on your face? That desperate need? That’s what I see. You’re lost in the feeling. Nothing matters, does it, but this. How I make you feel. How your body is desperate for what I can give you. He can watch you. He can want you, but only I have you. Ride my fingers and let him pretend it’s him you’re riding. Let him wonder if my cock is in your ass and you’re riding it while I’m taking you apart. You’re all mine. Every single part of you. Pussy. Mouth. Ass. He knows that now. He wishes it were him.”
He kicked up the vibrators and her body nearly seized as she came apart. She cried out, oblivious to anything around them, only feeling the orgasm tearing through her. It roared through her body, spreading like a wildfire out of control. Those tiny beads of sweat made her body glisten in the firelight. She was beautiful, her lips parted in a shocked O and her eyes wild and dazed. Her body shook over and over, one orgasm swelling into another as he relentlessly kicked the vibrators to high and pumped harder with his fingers. She screamed. Her head thrashed. Her hips went wild, and her sheath gripped his fingers like a vise.
Ice looked up and unerringly found the man watching his woman thrashing in the ecstasy he’d given her. The stranger was emptying himself down a woman’s throat, but his eyes never left Soleil’s body. Deliberately, Ice pulled his fingers free, sucked them dry and then cupped her breast, his thumb strumming. She was his. She was beautiful. And he was so fucking hard he was going to shatter.
He turned off the vibes, to give her clit some rest, but he vowed he’d spend a night teasing her. Leaving them in her, he shoved the whiskey bottle into her hand, rose abruptly, lifting her into his arms, and carried her to their bed. It was all laid out under the stars, just a few feet from two other firepits. They were caught in the middle, just the way he liked.
She rolled off him as he sank on top of the double sleeping bag and began to yank off his boots so he could remove his clothes. “Need your mouth on me, baby. Hurry.”
She crawled back to him, looking for all the world like a wild temptress, and he shoved a rolled-up blanket under her hips to push her ass into the air. He liked looking at her tits and ass when she took him in her mouth. She had a shape that appealed to everything in him. He could watch the shadows playing over her cheeks and he could just see the end of that little vibrator right where he’d put it.
Soleil kissed his belly and then licked up his shaft. He let out a long sigh of pure pleasure and reached down to turn her, positioning her the way he wanted her, adjusting the pillow to lift her ass, those perfect tempting cheeks. He rubbed the closest one to him.
“Get to work, baby.” He turned on the vibrator between her cheeks and she jumped.
He smacked her ass, his hand coming down hard. She lifted her head and glared at him.
“Mouth on me, baby. You love it. You think I don’t feel you getting all slick against my thigh? It’s your fucking favorite thing. If you don’t start, I’m going to yank you up to your knees and then I’m going to be in control. You might not like it as well as this.”
He was beginning to feel desperate. His cock throbbed. Burned. Pulsed with urgency. All he could think about was the fire in her mouth. That tight throat. The way her brown eyes looked up at him as if he were the only man in the world and she worshipped at his feet.
She touched the tip of her tongue to the head of his cock, teasing him as she brushed it back and forth. He smacked her hard again, bunched her hair in his fist and stood, pulling on her hair so that she had to rise to her knees to avoid a painful scalp.
He caught her jaw and forced her mouth open when she would have laughed. Her eyes laughed even when he pushed his aching, painful erection halfway to her throat. He was wide and stretched her lips. Usually she got used to the size of him but he didn’t let her, pulling back and pushing forward. The sensations were unlike anything he’d felt. So good. So fucking good. Her mouth was scorching hot, silken fire, surrounding him, sucking at him while that wicked tongue danced and flicked and fluttered until his brain wanted to explode.
He’d almost forgotten he had the control for the vibrators in his other hand. “That’s right, princess, take me down. It feels so good. That mouth of yours is pure gold. Harder. Suck harder.”
Feeling eyes on him, he glanced around. He was used to runs. Used to parties. Used to others watching when he had sex. It never bothered him. In fact, it simply turned him on more. He knew the exact moment he spotted the man Soleil had connected with. He couldn’t take his eyes from her and was mirroring everything Ice was doing.
“The man still can’t stop looking at you, baby, but you’re all mine. You only look at me. You understand me, Soleil? You only look at me.” He wanted her eyes. She belonged to Ice all the way. “You’re my wife. My woman. You get on your knees for only one fuckin’ man.”
He pushed a little deeper, and when she tried to put her hand on the base of his cock, he shoved it away, but he did turn up the vibrators to the next speed. She gasped and he took advantage, pushing deeper, holding himself there in that tight paradise while she looked up at him helplessly, liquid swimming in her eyes while he pulsed in her mouth. While his heart beat in her mouth. It took effort to give her air. The feeling was that good.
He pushed deep again while her hips began to move urgently back and forth, desperate to fill the emptiness. He smirked down at her. “Do you need my cock again, baby? You feel empty and you need me to fuck you until you can’t breathe? You can’t think?”
While he asked her, he pumped in and out of her mouth, until he finished his query and shoved deep, nearly choking her. She took him though, relaxing into his thrust, letting him push far past her comfort zone. He didn’t kick up the vibrators to high. He didn’t want her to come. He wanted her desperate. Begging him.
He gave her a wicked smile, holding himself right there in that paradise, his cock caught in that vise, squeezing him until he felt his seed want to rise like boiling magma. Immediately he withdrew and pointed to the sleeping bag. She dropped to her hands and knees.
“Hurry, Ice. You have to hurry.” She panted the words.
He turned her around, so the firelight played across her firm little ass. He loved seeing the vibrator between her cheeks and he pulled it in and out as if he were fucking her with it. She gasped and pushed back into him.