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Rough, Raw, and Ready (Rough Riders #5) Page 48
Author: Lorelei James

Silence.

Trevor said, “I’m famished. How about you, Ed?”

“I could eat again.”

The next thing Chassie knew, Trevor whooped, plucked her up and raced upstairs to the bedroom with Edgard hot on their heels.

“This ain’t gonna be a leisurely meal,” Trevor said as he set her down.

Edgard added, “More like fast food.” He whipped off his shirt, then went to work on his buckle.

Chassie noticed Trevor’s socks balled up and his jeans undone.

“Whatcha waitin’ for, darlin’? Strip.”

Her fine motor skills suffered when faced with the reality of these two hot, naked men. Her face heated. Her heart pounded. She just…froze. Yeah. Big talker. Taunting them and acting like petrified wood as she realized both those big cocks would be buried inside her.

“Lemme help.” Edgard unbuttoned her blouse, kissing each inch of skin he bared.

When he reached the last button, he fell to his knees and worked on her jeans.

Trevor moved in behind her and slid her shirt off. His lips trailed across the slope of her shoulder as he unhooked her bra, dragging the straps down her arms. Edgard tugged until the denim pooled around her ankles.

Then three of them were buck-ass nekkid. Chassie was feeling unsure when Trevor spun her around.

“I’ll get the condiments,” Edgard said, causing Trevor’s sharp bark of laugher.

“Sexy as it is to see you bitin’ your lip, I know it’s a sign of nerves. You changin’ your mind?”

“No. Thinking about it is one thing; doing it is another.”

“This’ll give you something else to think about.” Trevor’s mouth came down on hers.

The fiery kiss and Trevor’s hands on her br**sts spiked her desire, chasing away her anxiety. She arched closer and almost forgot about Edgard until she felt his hands caressing her ass and his moist breath on the back of her neck.

They were relentless in building her need quickly. She couldn’t think beyond roving hands and hot mouths and the sudden gush of wetness between her thighs.

“Baby, let us have you, just like this.”

“Standing up?”

“Mmm-hmm. Put your foot up on the bed so Ed can getcha as ready in the back as you are in the front.”

Slippery coolness brushed across her rectum as Edgard inserted a finger. With his left hand gripping her left hip, he methodically swept his thumb across the dimple above her butt causing goose bumps to tingle up and down her spine.

And Trevor kissed her in that single-minded manner that made it seem he was kissing her entire body, not just her mouth.

“One more, Chassie, don’t tighten up,” Edgard spoke near her ear and added another finger to her ass.

With four fingers stretching her, Chassie nipped Trevor’s bottom lip as she retreated from the kiss. “Then I’m ready for my drive-thru special.”

Both men chuckled against her, making her whole body vibrate anew.

“Ed? You suited up?” Trevor asked without breaking eye contact with Chassie.

“Yep.”

Trevor scooped her up and placed her legs around his waist. “For this first time we’ll go in separately. Next time, I wanna see your face as we ram into you together.”

She didn’t doubt there’d be a next time and she couldn’t wait to experience every bit of pleasure these two men could offer her. She lowered onto Trevor’s c**k and tipped her head back with a heartfelt moan. “Damn. That’s always so good.”

Trevor pulled her butt cheeks apart so Edgard could line his c**k up. “Rock your hips back a little, baby. Good. Like that.” Just the cockhead popped in through the tight ring of muscles and she tensed.

“Relax, naughty girl. Ain’t no shame in admitting you like taking it up the ass.”

Edgard sank his teeth into her nape and pushed past her resistance until he was completely in.

Chassie gasped at the full, hot sensation. She squeezed her muscles and both men groaned.

“Baby, is it okay for us to move?”

She nodded, even when she wanted the time to wallow in every pulse and throb of their cocks filling her. She needed hours to writhe between the two sweaty, hard male chests.

Trevor pulled out. When he thrust back in to the halfway point, Edgard withdrew.

Slowly. And Chassie knew they could feel the head of each other’s cocks between the thin walls of tissue as they thrust into her body oh-so-slowly.

She wrapped one arm around Trevor’s neck as the pace quickened. He kissed her, swallowing her surprised humming moans. When Trevor’s lips slid to the side of her throat and Edgard’s mouth was there too, they closed the gap so their mouths could connect. The kiss was pacifying, not what she’d expected. A primal, powerful feeling overtook her at seeing these two strong, controlled men, together with such abandon.

Fucking her with abandon.

“Like that. Don’t stop.”

A teasing side-to-side grind had Trevor’s pubic hair rasping over her distended clit.

Chassie couldn’t hold off. The small orgasm expanded into a breath-stealing, blood-throbbing climax when Edgard yanked her hair, fully exposing the sweet spot of her throat for Trevor to suck on as Edgard nipped at the curve where her shoulder met her neck. They plunged in tandem. Hard. Deep. Perfectly timed.

Her world boiled down to gripping hands and hungry mouths and the push/pull of all that male hardness stretching her as every inch between her hips and her thighs pulsed.

The rapid clenching of her interior muscles brought impatient masculine growls and pistoning hips. No words were spoken as they came simultaneously. Trevor’s seed bathed her insides. Edgard’s movements stilled; his c**k twitched against the snug channel of her ass. She wished he wasn’t wearing a condom so she feel that same molten heat coating the walls of her anal passage.

Edgard’s sweaty forehead landed on her nape and Trevor buried his nose in her neck.

Their labored breathing drifted across her skin, creating a fresh set of goose bumps through the warmth radiating from their bodies.

Trevor followed the line of her throat up to her mouth and kissed her. “Didja like your sandwich, baby?”

“Mmm. It appears my bread is gettin’ wilty.”

“Who you callin’ wilty?” Trevor mock-growled and thrust his hips a couple times.

Shoot, her head was muzzy. She’d meant to say lettuce was getting wilty, meaning her.

“I think she’s too polite to tell us she really wants a double-stacker,” Edgard said silkily as he snapped his pelvis. “We’re more than happy to oblige your appetites, Chass.”

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