Page 24 of The Handy Men
"Make her come again," Dean groaned, lifting his head from her mouth. "I can't wait much longer."
Licking down her neck to her breasts, Dean was less rough than Jack had been and more sensual. Paige rocked her hips into Jack's face, pleasure soaking into every pore of her body.
"I'm going to fuck you as soon as you drench his face," Dean panted. His breath was hot against her stomach. "Are you all right with that?"
"Yes, god, yes." she moaned. Her entire world was spinning and her body danced to the tune Jack's tongue was playing on her.
Dean licked down her stomach and Jack paused to kiss him. Paige moaned at the sudden loss of his talented tongue and gripped the carpet as need nailed into her.
"I want more of that," Dean said, and took turns licking her with Jack.
Paige's eyes rolled back in her head. "Please," she cried out. Thunder rolled again, but it might have just been the lightning wave of pure pleasure that ground her entire body into the floor. She came hard enough that she forgot to breathe.
"Fuck yeah," Dean groaned, fumbling around for his pants that had been tossed a few feet away.
Paige held Jack's face while she rode his tongue through the aftershocks of the massive orgasm they’d just given her. Dean pulled a condom out of his jean's pocket and rolled it onto himself.
"My turn," he said, tapping Jack on the shoulder.
With a last long lick, Jack moved away.
No! She didn’t want it to end.
Dean sank inside her to the hilt in one mighty push.
Paige shrieked his name. This was good, too. He was so hard and deep, she hadn't been prepared for the sheer joy that rolled over her.
"He feels good, doesn't he?" Jack said, and then kissed his husband.
Dean and Jack kissed while Dean held her hips tight against him. Paige clamped her muscles around Dean and groaned. It felt so right to have him throbbing inside her. She ground down on his cock while Dean licked her juices off Jack's face.
"God," she moaned. "That's so hot."
Without taking his mouth from Dean's, Jack pushed his fingers inside her and lightly circled her clit.
Shock and pleasure coursed through her and she wiggled against both of them. He was going to make her come again. She was going to come all over Dean's cock before he even got started. Her hips twitching, Paige sagged, giving up all control to the relentless pleasure they were giving her.
"Yeah," Dean growled, when Paige spasmed around him. She gripped him tight as the waves of sensation threatened to drown her.
"So sweet," Jack said, trailing his finger up her stomach to circle her nipples.
Positioning her legs on his chest, Dean held her ass as he pumped slowly inside of her. She writhed and twisted.
"More. Faster," she cried.
Jack chuckled, licking her nipple with quick flicks of his tongue.
"Please." She arched into Dean. She didn’t want it slow. She wanted hard and fast. Wanted him to pound into her like Jack fucked him in the pavilion. As if he would die without it. "More," she begged.
"I won't last a second," Dean growled. "She's so fucking tight and wet."
"I'll take over then," Jack promised, licking her ear. "Give her what she wants."
Jack's growled words shook her as she tried to comprehend that as soon as Dean was done, Jack would take his turn with her.
Dean hauled her against him and slammed into her hard and fast. Her breasts bounced in rhythm, hitting her chest and chin. Jack watched, mesmerized, before taking them in his hands and massaging them. His cock was hard against her side. She moaned as he rubbed her nipples with his palms.
"You are so beautiful," Jack said. "I can't wait to fuck you.” He leaned down to kiss her as Dean thrust hard, grunting loudly when he came. Pumping his cock inside her for a few more strokes, Dean reluctantly eased out of her.
