she used her hands to knead his chest, and then her breasts, too—this time tweaking the taut nipples between fingers and thumbs.
“Kiss them,” Carter said.
Erin drew her gaze from Melanie to him.
He looked directly at her. “Kiss her breasts.”
Despite herself, the command infused her with still more desire. He’d clearly seen her studying them as Melanie caressed herself.
Just as before when Carter demanded she do something, she considered refusing but didn’t. Because the suggestion enticed her. And it was his birthday, after all.
After meeting Melanie’s welcoming gaze, she leaned in and gently flicked her tongue over one pink nipple. Oh God. Strange. It felt…delicious, generating as much heat inside her as when she’d sucked Carter’s cock. The tip of her tongue almost burned with the forbidden pleasure.
Melanie smiled lecherously, so Erin did it again, slower this time, more deliberately. Melanie let out a sound of delight, and Carter’s voice dropped an octave. “Yeah, baby, kiss them. Kiss those pretty nipples for me.”
Melanie had begun moving on him now, riding him, so when Erin leaned toward her friend’s other breast, ready to truly kiss the beaded peak this time, Melanie’s motions arched it into her mouth. She instinctively latched on, suckling softly, and Melanie mewled. Erin ended with a swirl of her tongue, then moved back to the other breast, kissing the hard little nipple once, twice, a third time, her pussy flooding.
She needed more, so she turned to Carter, any playfulness or gentleness disappearing. Her body ached with need, and it centered between her legs.
She rose up on her knees to look down at him and, following her urges once more, she stroked her middle fingertip sensuously through her cunt, over the lace panties she still wore. Then she hooked her fingers into the elastic at each hip and peered darkly into his eyes. “Do you want to see my pussy, Carter?”
He drew in his breath, looking stunned and aroused. “Hell yes.”
Giving her lip a sensual little bite, Erin slowly lowered her thong, bit by bit, over her hips, until finally the lace dropped to the bed around her knees. Carter studied her even as Melanie continued riding him, even as he drove into her friend’s cunt.
Melanie’s breath wafted over them both, hot and heavy. “I want to see, too,” she said, so Erin turned slightly, letting her friend study her most private spot as well. Melanie’s gaze darkened with heat as it dropped to the crux of Erin’s thighs.
A silent but intense moment later, Erin turned back toward Carter, easing the panties off, first raising one knee, then the other, until she was able to fling them away. Slowly, smoothly, she lifted one thigh over Carter’s chest. “Do you want to see more, Carter? Do you want to see how open I am, how ready?”
This time, he seemed able only to nod and groan. Her cunt swelled with anticipation, leaving her surprised she didn’t drip on him as she eased her way up, up, finally balancing herself directly over his face. “Do you want to lick it? Do you want me to fuck your mouth?”
“God, yes.”
She began to lower herself, slowly, slowly, aware that behind her, Melanie still rode him hard.
“Do you want me to fuck your mouth while Melanie fucks your cock?”
“Unh.” He lifted his head then, toward her, trying to reach since she was moving so gradually.
But she wasn’t going to make him work that hard. No, she was happy to do the work here, so she finally lowered her pussy over his mouth, where she felt the heat of his breath, then the scintillating blast of pleasure when he raked his tongue over her clit. “Oh…oh God,” she breathed. The sensation spread through her like wildfire, starting in her cunt but rapidly expanding outward. “Oh God, yeah .”
Letting the hot delight grip her, she moved over him, gyrating against his ministrations. She held onto the dark headboard before her, let her eyes fall shut, and drank in