gaze locked on the darkened areolae. He didn’t know how long he’d be able to hold back, but he needed to ensure she was ready. He wanted to make this good for her. She moaned softly. At first, he thought the light caress at her breast had caused it, but then her hips rocked forward.
Looking down, he saw Kassius’s hand in her panties. His breath caught at the sight of his friend’s hand inside the silky green underwear. So damn sexy. She rocked into the contact. A flush rose on her chest and cheeks. Berenger flicked and plucked her nipples. Her breath became ragged.
“She’s wet, Berenger.” Kassius met his eyes. “She’s riding my fingers, and I don’t think it will take her long to come.”
“I’m on the edge too. The ride out here was torture. Get her panties off, or I’ll tear them.” Berenger stripped off his shirt. “I don’t know how you concentrated enough to get us here.”
He watched while Kassius pulled his hand free. She moaned and tried to push his hand back. Her whimpers on the short ride here had slammed right through him. Even muffled by a kiss, they were some of the sexiest sounds he’d ever heard.
Kassius peeled her panties down her legs, leaving them where they fell. He returned his attention to that sweet pussy. Berenger watched Kassius slide his fingers between the pink lips and begin stroking. He toed off his shoes and got his pants off. He ached to have her.
When Berenger was nude, Kassius released her and stepped slowly back. Sephanie turned toward Kassius and reached for him. Kassius shook his head and turned her to face Berenger.
Berenger stepped up to her and took her into his arms. He cupped her buttocks as he pulled her close. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest. He longed to wrap her legs around him and slide his cock deep into her pussy.
Instead of giving in to that urge, he guided her to the couch. His first thought was to push her onto the long piece of furniture and fuck her until they were both screaming, but a fleeting image of her bent over the back of it grabbed his interest.
She resisted as he turned her to face the couch, and seemed confused, but once he’d stepped in behind her, she pushed back into him. Her buttocks rubbed across his cock. He saw Kassius circling the couch but didn’t pay much attention. Berenger urged her to spread her legs and lined his cock up with the entrance to her pussy.
She rocked back as he thrust forward. Her inner walls tightened around his cock. It felt so good he stopped moving. He didn’t intend to lose control before she came. He wasn’t some boy to take his pleasure and leave her yearning.
A long moan drew his attention, and he felt her inner muscles clenching around his cock. When he saw the top of Kassius’s blond head, Berenger realized he must be teasing their woman’s gorgeous breasts. From the sounds she made and the way her back arched to press into Kassius’s touch, she enjoyed it.
Berenger appreciated the help. He stroked into her. His cock ached, and his control frayed with every plunge into her tight sheath. The clenching grip of her pussy didn’t make it easy to give her what she needed.
“Berenger,” she said. Her voice sounded huskier than normal. She pushed back into his thrusts.
“Tell me what you crave, Sephanie.” He gripped her hips and drove into her faster.
“Your touch, more. I need more.” She looked back over her shoulder at him.
He wished he could kiss her. When his cock filled her pussy, he leaned forward and feathered kisses across her shoulders and neck. While she’d asked for more, he needed it too. He gave her more.
He slipped his palm between her body and the couch. He wanted to feel the pleasure take her as much as he ached to enjoy his climax. Pressing his hand against the mound of her pussy, he let the force of his thrusts drive his fingers against her clit. Her inner muscles clamped around him, rippling. She groaned. Tremors racked her body as she found her
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