Jaclyn positioned Kane’s cock at her opening and slowly lowered herself, her cunt sucking him in, inch by glorious inch, taking ultimate pleasure in the depth of his penetration. Once their bodies fused, she bent forward and opened her back passage for Brian. Pleasure engulfed her as Brian gently worked his way into her tight backside.
She gave a soft whimper as her eyes met Kane’s. He grinned, circled his thumbs over her areolas, and said, “That’s it, darling. Be a good girl while we fill you.”
A few moments later, once she had them both deep in her body, she began moving restlessly against them, the three finding an erotic rhythm that matched their rising passion. Long sensuous strides amplified the tension inside her. Kane ran his large hands over her body, his touch alternating between her nipples and clit.
Desire thrummed through her as their bodies moistened and scented the air. When Kane’s simmering brown eyes moved over her face, it suddenly occurred to her that the two men were also fucking one another, rubbing their cocks together through the thin walls of her body. An erotic whimper bubbled from the depths of her throat. She began panting, gasping for air as pressure built up inside her. They began riding one another long and hard, her body tightening, shaking, her pussy muscles clamping hard around Kane’s cock.
Her nails bit into Kane’s skin as a powerful orgasm swept through her. Her body exploded and dripped hot cream over Kane’s cock.
“That’s my girl,” Kane whispered, giving himself over to his own release. From behind, Brian joined in. He groaned out loud, plunged deeper, and came high up inside her.
“Oh, sweet Jesus . . . ,” were the only words she could manage to say.
Temporarily sated, she collapsed on top of Kane’s chest, and worked to recapture her breath. Goddamn, that felt good. These two men pleasured her so nicely, she was certain she’d died and gone to heaven. That last thought suddenly brought her passion-rattled brain back to the reason she’d needed a good hard fuck in the first place.
Because in three days, her true self would be dead.
Dead . . .
And it wasn’t going to be from pleasure.
About Cathryn Fox
New York Times and USA today Bestselling author, Cathryn is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. She has two teenagers who keep her busy with their never ending activities, and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. Cathryn can never find balance in her life, is always trying to find time to go to the gym, can never keep up with emails, Facebook or Twitter and tries to write page-turning books that her readers will love.
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Also by Cathryn Fox
Hands On
Stone Cliff Series:
Eternal Pleasure Series
Sun Stroked Series
Captured and Claimed Series:
Firefighter Heat Series
Playing For Keeps Series
In the Line of Duty:
Breaking the Rules:
Tie Me Down Tight
Take Me Down Tender
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