"Be quiet."
Shane lowered his head and I gasped as his mouth closed over one breast, his tongue flicking at my nipple. The dominance that he was showing only intensified the powerful arousal that I had felt as soon as I saw Grey, and even though I didn’t understand what was happening, I didn’t want to fight it. My hands dug into his hair and I closed my eyes against the feelings washing over me. He took his mouth from me and blew a gentle stream of air against me that cooled my skin as it touched the wetness from the rain and his tongue before repeating the lavish attention on my other breast. One hand came to my leg and started to lift my skirt, gathering the fabric in his fingers to inch it up.
I had been so enthralled by what was happening that I hadn’t noticed the sound of Grey’s motorcycle grumbling only feet away. The sound stopping is what brought my attention to it and I looked over toward it. Grey took of his helmet and settled it into place on the back of the bike. The rain had all but stopped and as he started toward me I could see that the expression on his face was somewhere between amused and hungry.
“I see that you met my friend,” he said.
“We’ve already met,” I said. Shane’s mouth had found its way to the inside of my thigh and I moaned as he kissed his way to the juncture between my hip and thigh. “I didn’t think that this was allowed.”
“Don’t worry,” Grey said. “Fawn gave us permission.” He peeled off his gloves as he approached, then reached into his pocket. “She agreed that your final date should be something that you wouldn’t soon forget.”
He had withdrawn a condom packet from his pocket and tossed it to Shane, who caught it easily and had it in place in a matter of seconds. I gasped as he entered me, easing the ache between my thighs but bringing even more questions to my mind. Shane held me in place for a moment, allowing me to turn my attention back to Grey. It was me who started moving first, rolling my hips against his to make the hardness of him massage against my walls as I watched Grey unbuckle his pants and draw down the zipper, pulling out his enormous cock and starting to stroke it as he watched Shane fuck me. The visual was so indescribably erotic I instantly reached an indescribable peak and my body contracted tightly around Shane.
Screaming at the wave of pleasure, I dug my fingernails into Shane's shoulders and let him lift my hips up slightly so he could plunge into me as everything within me released and I rode the tremors that seemed to draw his cock deeper into my body.
I was breathless as I came down from the climax, but I was far from finished. There was a reason that Grey had invited Shane along, and I didn’t think that it was so that he could have his own private entertainment. He had been right. This was my last date, the final experience in my retreat, and I was going to make the most of it. Feeling as though all of the inhibitions and questions about myself that I might have had before had finally shed away and I had absolutely nothing holding me back, I reached out for Grey.
He walked up to me, still stroking the length of his cock, and reached for my head. Tucking his hand around the back of it, he pulled me forward, thrusting his erection into my open and waiting mouth. As I sucked him eagerly into my mouth and brought him as deep into my throat as I could. Behind me I felt Shane take hold of my hips. He pulled me back, forcing me onto my hands and knees. I continued to suck Grey even as Shane plunged into me again. The sound of my ass smacking back against his still-clothed thighs reverberated through the trees and I gave up trying to control the pattern of my mouth, allowing Shane’s thrusts to guide me.
“My turn,” Grey said after a few minutes.
I felt Shane pull out of me and turn me around. I heard the sound of another condom package opening and lifted my hips slightly to present myself to Grey. I looked over my shoulder at him and watched as he leaned back to admire the view for a few seconds before positioning the head of his cock right at my opening. Grey grabbed my hips and pulled me back so that he sank into me, as he moved his hands up to grasp my breasts. He used this hold to pull me up onto my knees so that my back molded to his chest. The feeling of so much of our bodies still being clothed somehow made the encounter even sexier and I reached down to stroke my hands along the leather of his pants. His arm wrapped around my waist so he could hold me steady and pound into me. A moment later I felt one of his knees come in between mine and force them apart so that my legs were spread.
Shane rested on one hand in front of him and brought the other in between my thighs to part my lips and expose my still-throbbing clit. His mouth closed over it and he alternated flicking the tip of his tongue across it and sucking it. The combination of Grey slamming into me and Shane worshiping me with his tongue was all-consuming and it took only seconds for me to explode into another ground-shaking orgasm. Grey pushed me forward so that I landed with my hands on Shane’s chest as he rose up to kneel in front of me. He looked into my eyes and I saw a flicker of the more gentle, slower-moving man who I had met on the ranch crack through the aggressive, dominant man who was with me now. Shane caught my mouth and we kissed urgently until Grey let out a shout and came hard, pushing me harder against Shane with the force of his body pushing deeper into me.
I felt both relaxed and exhilarated as we disentangled ourselves from each other. Shane immediately righted his clothes and reached out to shake Grey’s hand.
“Thank you, buddy,” Grey said.
Shane grinned.
“Absolutely.”
He climbed onto his bike and roared out of the trees. Grey and I took a few more minutes to redress ourselves and then he gestured toward his motorcycle.
“Can I interest you in another ride?”
I nodded and we climbed back onto the bike. The air felt heavy as if it was still holding more rain and it was as if we cut through it as he pushed his bike to higher and higher speeds down the road. I held him tightly around the waist and let my head fall back, relishing the feeling of my hair streaming through the air. I don’t know how long we raced along the roads, weaving in and out of the woods, zipping along beside vast fields, and even spending a short time blistering along the streets of the nearby city. Grey had slowed, however, by the time that he started down the curving road back toward the cottage. The power of the motorcycle between my legs had taken away the languid feeling and turned me on again so that by the time we stopped somewhere along the path I didn’t even wonder why we hadn’t gotten close to the cottage.
“I like sharing sometimes,” Grey said, climbing off of the bike, “but now I want you all to myself.”
“Oh, really?” I said.
“Mmmmm-hmmmm,” he said, reaching for me.
I stepped out of his reach and shook my head.
“Well, I’m not going to make it as easy for you this time.”