And then, staying true to his word, he proceeded to tease the hell out of her.
He flicked his tongue over her clit with infinite tenderness, refusing to apply the pressure she needed. The pressure she demanded by gripping his hair and trying to bring his mouth closer. Each time she did, he chuckled and retreated, and Dean did the same, his mouth leaving her breasts, hands going still.
“I hate you guys,” she burst out, the desperation in her voice making them exchange wide grins.
Dean leaned in and nipped at her neck. “Naah, you love it.”
“Yes,” she reluctantly agreed, her gorgeous features creased with anguish. “But I’d love it more if you’d let me come.”
Parker glanced up and flashed her a cocky smile. “Ask us nicely.”
Her pulse hammered in the hollow of her throat, and her breasts rose as she sucked in a shaky breath. “Parker…” She shifted her gaze. “Dean…”
“Yes…?” Simultaneous responses, both of them panting in anticipation.
“Dean, I need you sooooo badly, I ache. And Parker?” She paused. Swallowed hard. “Please put your tongue…on my pussy…” the rest of the words came out in a rush, “…and lick me until I come so I’m nice and wet when you push your big, thick cock deep inside me.”
Her face had gone a brilliant red, and her eyelids were squeezed closed. She cracked one open slowly, as if waiting for his response.
Sweet fuck. Parker picked up his jaw from the floor where it had landed as his angel described an act of debauchery worthy of any siren.
In the blink of an eye, Dean was sucking her nipple again, Parker’s lips had closed on her clit, and the two of them licked and fingered her to an orgasm that whipped through the bedroom like a tornado.
Parker had never seen a woman come so hard, and he fucking loved it. He loved every second of shuddering, moaning and gasping, every tug of her fingers on his hair, every pulse of her clit against his tongue.
Afterward, she lay there stunned and sated, eyes wide as she turned from one man to the other.
“W-wow.”
Parker rose to his full height and reached for his zipper, fighting to keep things light and relaxed when what he wanted was to simply take her. Right then, right there.
“You should save the wows for after I take off my pants,” he advised.
Dean laughed and hopped to his own feet. “He’s right. You’ll be wowing all over the place once you see our cocks.”
Another flash of desire sparked in her eyes. Still breathing hard, she propped herself on her elbows. “Well, come on. I’m ready to be amazed.”
Lynn had forced herself to make a joke, but amazement ended up being precisely the right word to describe the sight of their pants hitting the floor.
She found herself staring at two erect cocks. Two erect cocks that were long and thick and much, much bigger than any she’d encountered before.
Her first thought was anticipation—the guys obviously had a talent or two and since it was their equipment, she figured they knew how to handle it.
Her second thought was, Suz is going to die of jealousy.
But she had no time to dwell on either notion, because Parker was suddenly crooking a finger at her.
“C’mere, sweetheart,” he rasped. “I want to see those beautiful lips wrapped around my dick.”
Lynn’s pulse sped off to a whole other dimension. She had to gulp several times to bring moisture to her Sahara-dry mouth.
“Don’t get all nervous on us,” Dean murmured with a faint smile.
She sighed. “I’m not nervous, I’m turned on.”
He laughed softly.
Swallowing again, she scooted to the edge of the bed, her eyes glued to Parker’s erection. She’d never performed a blowjob with someone else watching, and though she wasn’t nervous, she did feel a tad self-conscious.
Dean, however, didn’t give her time to second-guess herself. He cupped the back of her head with one warm hand and guided her to his friend’s waiting erection. “Take a deep breath, then lick.”
The familiar words brought a smile to her lips, and her fears faded. “Where’s the lime?”
“Trust me, babe, you’re going to have your mouth full enough without extra fruit.” He chuckled as she opened her mouth to let Parker in. “He licked you up so good, I know. But he teased you, didn’t he? It’s payback time.”
“Bastard,” Parker muttered to his friend.
Lynn let out a muffled laugh, her confidence building as she realized how right Dean was. Parker had given new meaning to the word teasing. He’d made her squirm and beg and scream, and damned if she was letting him off the hook.
He groaned the moment her lips closed over his blunt head. “Aw hell, sweetheart. That feels so fucking good.”