Love Under Two Wildcatters

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Book: Love Under Two Wildcatters by Cara Covington Read Free Book Online
Authors: Cara Covington
wouldn’t make her pass out.

Chapter 5

    Susan awoke lying on her stomach. The sensation of hands moving down her back, caressing her ass, then stroking up again felt good. “Mmm,” she said.
    “She lives,” Ryder said.
    Susan laughed. “Oh, yeah. I’m alive.”
    “I didn’t hurt you, sweetheart?” Colt asked.
    “No. It just felt so good.” Susan shivered recalling just how good it had felt to have his cock in her ass.
    “So, you’re not too sore?”
    Susan turned her head at the hopefulness she heard in Ryder’s voice. “Too sore for what?” She tried to contain her smile, but couldn’t. Oh, she knew what he wanted. It was the same thing she wanted.
    “Too sore for some more anal play.”
    “Never.” Yes, she felt tender. It had been a long time since she’d enjoyed anal sex, and even then, in the past, it had been…well, it had been so wimpy . Colt hadn’t been wimpy, he’d been masterful. Oh, God, it had been wonderful, and tender or not, she wanted to experience that again.
    “On your side, sweetheart. I want you to face Colt. In fact,” Ryder moved her onto her side the way he’d just ordered and then ran his tongue along the shell of her ear, “I want your arms around him, and I want you to kiss him.”
    Colt slipped his arm around her waist and eased her left leg over his hips. She put her arms around his neck and stretched up for his kiss.
    His flavor sank into her, a ripe flavor that reminded her of racing on horseback across the open range, wind in her hair, all tethers gone. He tasted wild and sinful, and she knew she’d be able to recognize him simply by his taste.
    Ryder leaned over her, his fingers spreading a bit more lube up and down over her anus and then pushing into her.
    “Mm, you opened for me just like a beautiful flower.” His words brushed her neck, a dark pleasure that shivered through her even as Colt’s tongue continued to stroke and play with her own and Ryder’s fingers moved in and out of her.
    Colt pinched one nipple, and she moaned, her hips flexing forward and then back to take Ryder’s fingers even deeper.
    “You’re so ready for me,” Ryder said.
    She felt him loom over her from behind. Then his fingers slipped out, and his latex-covered cock pressed against her opening, pressed and then slid into her, solid and deep.
    “My God, woman, you have an incredible ass, so hot and tight and good. You’re so perfect for us.” Ryder began a slow, steady glide and slide in and out of her.
    Susan moaned. Her lips left Colt’s because she needed to stretch and move, she needed to draw in air and savor the eroticism of this, the uncontrolled passion of her body as it climbed the ladder of Eros.
    “You are perfect for us,” Colt said. “Your pussy needs my fingers, doesn’t it, baby?” He gave her no time to answer. He simply began to move them in and out of her cunt.
    “Oh, God, yes .” The sensations growing in her were completely outside of her control. She couldn’t force them or hold them back. They had taken on life of their own, fueled by the incredible sensation of Ryder’s cock moving in and out of her ass in a sure and steady rhythm and Colt’s fingers plundering her pussy at the same speed.
    She closed her eyes and totally surrendered herself to their possession.
    “God, what a beautiful look on your face.” Ryder’s tone sounded strained, and his breath quivered as he inhaled. “I’m close, baby. I wanted to savor this longer. Your ass feels so damn good. But I need to come.”
    “Very soon, you’re going to have us in you at the same time,” Colt said. “I think you’re nearly stretched enough for us both. Do you want that? Do you want to have our cocks fucking you at the same time?”
    More than anything . She couldn’t speak the words, though, she could only whimper, because arousal became electric currents, little shock waves that sprouted and zapped, that teased and called to her, that moved with no pattern over her entire

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