Piece of Tail by Celia Kyle Read Free Book Online Page B

drink you up, Gina."
    She moaned, another wave of arousal pouring through her veins. She opened her thighs wide, praying that Daniel's words weren't just a tease.
    The first touch of Patrick's tongue on her clit rocketed her into heaven. She felt like a kitten that'd gotten into the year's supply of catnip. Her back arched of its own volition, pressing, no shoving her pussy into Patrick's face as he became intimately acquainted with her. His fingers suddenly filled her cunt, stretching her while rubbing that sweet spot deep within. She shouted. “Yes!"
    Gina gripped Patrick's head, holding him exactly as she wished as he pleasured her and he growled in response, pulling her hands away and placing them on her thighs.
    "He likes control; likes figuring out exactly how to make you scream his name. You want to scream for him, don't you? Want to come with his name on your lips.” Daniel's wicked words filtered through her mind. His hands stayed occupied with her breasts and she reveled in the attention the two men gave her, rejoiced in it.
    Patrick continued to fuck her with his fingers, stroking in and out of her cunt with a steadily increasing speed while Daniel whispered those naughty words into her ear.
    "Once we're done playing with you, we'll go upstairs and fuck that pretty little pussy of yours. You want that, don't you, Gina? Want us deep in your cunt, coming on our cocks. We'll make you come until your body can't anymore."
    Her pussy spasmed and clenched around Patrick's fingers, the muscles of her body tightening and releasing with each subsequent wave of ecstasy. Daniel pinched her nipples, hard, and the shot of pain went straight to her clit causing her to cry out.
    "Yeah, you want to come, don't you? Come on Patrick's face; let him lap at that sweet cream. He's earned it."
    Gina's hands curled into fists, fighting the urge to direct Patrick to where she desired his tongue the most. Then… then he latched onto her clit, circling the tiny, aroused nubbin with his tongue while he sucked. Round and round he went, flicking and licking her as if she were the rarest and tastiest of creams. Harder and faster he worked her pussy until finally… finally she came, pussy spasming and clenching around his fingers, back arched and muscles convulsing as her body reacted. She absorbed the waves of pleasure pouring through her, carrying her away with each ebb and flow dancing along her nerves.
    Patrick slowed his attentions as her spasms died away, pressing soft, chaste kisses to her lower lips while Daniel tenderly petted her breasts, rubbing tiny circles on them. His lips, never far from her neck, continued to kiss and caress the skin below her ear. He murmured softly against her, telling her how wonderful she was, how good she had performed for Patrick, for them.
    Patrick laid his head on her thigh, hands petting her legs as he caught his breath as well. His eyes, the pure blue of a mid-day sky, met hers and he smiled. Not the smile she normally got from him while at work. No, this was a smile containing emotions she dared not ever hope or wish for from him. She spared a glance for Daniel and saw hints of the same emotion. Oh hell no!
    They couldn't do this to her. Not now, not after they'd discussed her being their toy. She'd spent too long protecting herself, and her heart, to have it crushed by these two men.
    Quick as the cat who shared her body, Gina untangled herself from Patrick and Daniel's grasps and made a beeline for the stairs. Standing on the first step, she threw them a smiling invitation. “Last one in bed has to watch!"
    She bolted, jogging up the steps as quickly as her out of shape body, complete with jiggly thighs, would let her. Behind her, she heard the thump of male feet pounding on the wood. She redoubled her efforts. It wouldn't be any fun to let them catch her on the stairs. As sexy as stairway sex sounded, she didn't imagine it'd be much fun in application.
    By the time she crested the stairs, she was