To Seduce A Soulmate
Laura TolomeiAvailable from Extasy Books
| With a shiver of pleasure, the scene played again in Drake's mind, the sounds, the smells, the atmosphere coming alive in his excited state while his hand wrapped around his thick cock, throbbing with repressed desire. Maybe his mother was right. He should have brought company along. Too late for that, he mused, slipping into memory lane to feel the woman's warm mouth wrapped around his demanding dick, sucking it avidly. At the opposite side of the bed, the other man, who unexplainably had taken Martin's features, was propping her on all fours. Drake clearly saw the long cock making its way inside the woman, disappearing suddenly into her open pussy after Martin's shove. At the sight, a wave of intense longing—For thee woman? For the cock? For Martin?—washed over him, making him ppush harder, too, in an attempt to reach the throat. She tried to fit more of him, opening wider while her tongue drew him in, but of course, it was impossible to satisfy his craving. He felt her tongue curling around the bulging head, lusciously lapping at the point it joined the stem. When it slipped from her fingers, he pushed it against her cheek, then her palate, his intent the same as before. She caught him again, using her tongue more to stop him than to satisfy his tastes, even if it felt good to have the hard tip darting on the twitching member. As if understanding the source of his pleasure, her lips ran down to enfold him, her wet path enflaming an already burning desire.
Oddly though, his greatest boost came from the man on the opposite side of him. Green eyes flashing mischievously, Martin goaded him to surrender to the pleasure, playing a game that did not include the woman at all. She became irrelevant, her body used only to connect the two of them in a greater pleasure they could share together, however impossible that sounded. And Martin wrapped him into a magic all his own, which the pirate soon discovered inescapable. With a groan, he sustained the green provocation, pushing into the woman's mouth at the same rhythm Martin shoved in her pussy. "So you appreciate the game," the blond devil grinned, evidently understanding Drake's reactions. "But let's make it more interesting." Without waiting for confirmation, he slipped out, flipping the woman down on her back. She did not complain, especially when he grabbed her legs to pull them up to his chest. "You know what I'm gonna do now, right, Pirate?" Martin's Irish accent taunted. With a shiver, Drake realized he knew exactly what the devil meant so it was no surprise to see her ass come up in front of the hungry cock. Flashing a grin, Martin pushed into the narrow hole just as Drake settled on his knees to reach for her open mouth. They pumped her together one more time almost moving at the same tempo, the game focused on them alone, uncaring about the woman. To Drake, it felt as if he was having sex only with Martin, without the intermediary, excitement flowing like an electrical current directly between them. "But we could be closer," Martin suggested. Again, Drake knew exactly what he meant so he pulled out of her accommodating mouth. "I'll take her ass," he announced, picking the woman up. "Suit yourself, Pirate," the blond devil agreed. "I'll take the leftover, no problem." Lying down on his back, Martin watched Drake pull the girl on his upstanding member until it disappeared completely into her wet trap. The pirate did not wait to let the feeling settle. He wanted to feel Martin even if through another body so he shoved into her ass, crashing inside the tight space. For a moment, no one moved. Then Martin was the first to slide from his hole, giving Drake more room in which to fit, before returning forcefully back inside just as the pirate pulled slightly out. They never actually occupied both holes at the same time, their thickness an insurmountable obstacle, but Drake clearly felt Martin's cock just inches away so his desire spun out of any control. In a frenzy, he accelerated the rhythm Martin had set, pumping faster with each thrust, striving to touch the other cock, until nothing made sense anymore and he gasped, the powerful jets drowning his hand still firmly gripping the rigid stem.
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