One Weekend (2 page)

Mark’s eyebrows shot north, hiding under his shaggy bangs. ―Really?‖

―Oh yeah, and sometimes I think she prefers sucking me to fucking me.‖

Both men looked at me and a heat that had nothing to do with embarrassment crept up my neck and into my cheeks.

―Reeaaally,‖ Mark repeated, drawing the word out and smiling at me. ―I’ve always known a bad girl lurked beneath those sexy secretary outfits you wear, but this is even hotter than your ability to slam tequila with the boys.‖

Choosing to ignore Mark’s bad girl comments, I addressed Rick’s. ―It’s not that I don’t love the way you love me, babe, but yeah, I have to admit there are times when I get off more on giving you pleasure than receiving it.‖

Rick’s dark eyes gleamed. ―C’mon, Ange, be honest. There’s more to it than giving me pleasure.‖

Blame it on the sweltering summer heat, the sexual tension that had been building ever since I’d sauntered out onto the deck in my underwear, or the tequila, but I couldn’t help myself.

Sitting around with two hot and tempting men talking about sex for three hours had loosened my tongue and primed my pussy. The naughty devil that had perched on my shoulder all night jumped up and ran away with my tongue.

―I love to suck dick,‖ I admitted bluntly. ―I love the feel of a man’s cock in my mouth. The totally male musky flavor, the sounds a man makes when he’s on the edge, the hot throbbing against my tongue as his cock gets bigger and harder and come starts to leak out the tip. I love it.

I love it all.‖

Lust was stamped clearly on Mark’s face. ―Damn, Rick. You’re one lucky bastard.‖

―If Rick said it was okay, I’d tell you to come see me the next time you want your cock sucked,‖ I continued rashly. ―I’d show you a woman could enjoy it. I bet I’d give you the best head you ever had, better than any man
or
woman has ever given you.‖

Both men stared at me, mouths open in surprise. By the time my brain caught up with my mouth Rick had that look in his eyes. The look that said ―I double dog dare you‖.

Unlike most men, Rick wasn’t pissed off by what I’d said. Oh no, instead of getting all bent out of shape, my man was…aroused.

Sure enough, he quirked an eyebrow at me. ―Go for it.‖

I leaned in close and planted my hands on Mark’s shoulders. Fully aware of Rick watching my every move, I arched my back, and bent from the waist as I lightly scraped my lips down Mark’s naked torso. Like Rick, he was fit and firm and deliciously male. Nibbling on a flat male nipple, I sucked the musky scent of man into my lungs. He smelled different than Rick, not as dark or as spicy, but just as tasty.

Saliva pooled in my mouth, and I swallowed a moan of desire. Going slow was torture, but it was such a mouth-watering tease I couldn’t resist. Blowing softly on Mark’s belly button, I slid a fingertip into the waistband of his jeans and looked over my shoulder. ―Are you sure about this?‖

He’d always enjoyed watching me flirt with other men, but this was more than that; more than flirting, and more than simple enjoyment I was seeing in the tension in his body. Rick stared at me, eyes glowing in the near dark as he watched me kneeling between his best friend’s legs, and a slow sexy grin lifted one corner of his mouth. ―Oh, yeah. Enjoy yourself, and I’ll enjoy the show.‖

Fingers on the snap of Mark’s jeans, I looked up at him and smiled. The thick column of hardness under my hands told me he was good to go. ―Guess I don’t need to ask you if you’re okay with it.‖

Mark looked at Rick, then at me, and put his hands behind his head. ―I’m all yours,‖ he said with a big grin.

―Oh, goody.‖

With a quick tug I had his jeans unsnapped and slowly pulled the zipper down over his bulging package. ―Tighty whities?‖ I asked when I saw the plain cotton straining against his hard-on.

―I like the way they cup me,‖ he said with a small shrug.

I reached into his jeans and palmed his balls. ―What about the way
I
cup you?‖

He sighed with pleasure. ―Oh yeah.‖

I pulled my hand out and reached for his waistband. Mark lifted his hips and with one move I pulled both jeans and underwear to his knees. Mouth watering, I stared.

There was no way to stop myself from comparing. His cock had to be at least eight inches long. Rick was no slouch in the size department, but never had one extra inch made such a difference. When I wrapped my hand around Mark, my fingertips almost touched, but not quite.

Which made Rick slightly shorter in length, but bigger in width.

Pulling his cock back from his belly, I slowly licked up the underside from balls to tip, thrilling at the groan that rumbled out of Mark.

He sank deeper into the chair, sliding down and spreading his legs wider as I began to really tease. My hands stroked, my fingertips tickled and I followed each touch with a lick or quick nibble. Sliding one hand between his thighs, I cupped his sac and fondled with the other hand while leaning close to breath hot breath on the shiny head. When his thighs started to tremble I finally took him in my mouth. Parting my lips I swallowed him down until my nose pressed against his neatly trimmed pubes, and the head of his cock brushed the back of my throat. Eyes closed I relaxed my throat and massaged the underside of his dick with my tongue.

―Christ,‖ he groaned, his hands cupping the back of my head, fingers flexing gently in my hair.

―She’s good isn’t she?‖

Rick’s voice so close behind me told me he’d left his chair, and I hadn’t even heard him move. I opened my eyes and caught a glimpse of him in my peripheral vision, leaning against the patio railing less than two feet away. He’d moved so he could see more than my back. He could watch my mouth on his friend and see everything I was doing.

That made me hotter. I squeezed my thighs together and fought the urge to reach between my own legs and diddle a bit. Knowing Rick was there, watching me, enjoying it all, made it much more delicious. It might be me on my knees, but it was
us
living the experience.

As if reading my mind, a large hand stroked up and down my back for a moment. ―You’re doing great, baby.‖

Circling the base of Mark’s cock with one hand I pulled back and began to work him. Up and down, sucking gently, adding a twist with my hand every now and then. Our rhythm slowly picked up speed as slick juices began to spread over his cock and down my chin.

Mark’s cock throbbed against my tongue, and his fingers tightened in my hair, pulling. I whimpered and he let go quickly. Rick chuckled. ―That was a whimper of pleasure, buddy, not pain. She likes it when you pull her hair, don’t you, Angie girl?‖

I moaned and sucked harder. Mark’s fingers tangled in my hair once again, pulling tight as he thrust his hips forward, shoving his cock deeper into my mouth.

Bracing my hands on his hips, I closed my eyes and concentrated. Mark’s dick throbbed hotly in my mouth, and my heart pounded. Pulling up a bit, I focused on the head. Sucking hard, I bobbed my head up and down fast, using my tongue to stroke the sensitive underside. When his cock jerked and his grip on my head tightened, I knew he was almost there.

Opening my eyes, I tried to see Rick. I saw his body shift, but I couldn’t get a look at his face. A small whimper slipped past my lips and as if he understood he spoke softly. ―That’s it, baby, take him deep. Make him come and swallow it all.‖

I sank down on Mark’s cock and sucked hard, twirling my tongue and bouncing the head against the back of my throat. My breath rasped in and out through my nose, the scent of raw sex and sweat filling my head as his cock swelled, jerked and hot come filled my throat. Mark’s loud groan of pleasure echoed over the deck, and my pussy clenched. God, I loved the sound of a man losing control.

Seconds later his body went slack and his grip loosened. He began to stroke my hair softly, and I ran my hands up and down his thighs slowly and licked him clean before sitting back on my heels.

―Well?‖ I asked with a small smile.

He lifted heavy eyelids. ―Best ever,‖ he confirmed.

I looked to my left and met Rick’s gaze cautiously. The part of me that had wondered at his not only being okay with it, but encouraging me, was put to rest by the heat in his chocolate eyes.

My heart pounded. Only when he was super turned on did his eyes darken to midnight like that.

―My turn,‖ he said, grabbing my hands and pulling me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me, held me tight to his chest and slammed his mouth down over mine. My knees buckled, and I clutched at his shoulders, thrilling at his strength and the power of his desire.

Rick struggled for some control as he eased off Angie. She whimpered, her fingers digging into his shoulders and her body writhing against his eagerly. Finally, he tore his lips from hers and spun her around in his arms. Grabbing her hands, he planted them on the patio table in front of them.

―Don’t move your hands from there,‖ he commanded, nipping at her earlobe. His control was hanging by a thin thread, and he couldn’t handle her touching him right then. He’d watched her make his best friend come, and now he wanted to make her come. He
needed
to make her come.

Pressing full length against her backside, he nuzzled his cock against her ass and reached around to undo the flimsy cotton thing she’d wrapped herself in. It fell open, and he pulled it off her and threw it to the ground next to them before shoving her bra up and cupping her tits. He tugged on her rock hard nipples, and she shoved her ass back against him.

―Fuck me, Rick,‖ she begged. ―Fuck me hard and fast.‖

With quick, sure moves he pulled her lacy thong down her legs and off. Spreading her legs wide, he ran his hands up her thighs and then over her rounded ass cheeks.

―You’re beautiful,‖ he said, lifting her cheeks and parting them so he could see her naked cunt. ―So hot and wet and eager.‖

Her head fell forward, and her back arched, tilting her ass up invitingly. ―Please, Rick.‖

In seconds his shorts were around his ankles and one hand guided his cock between her legs.

Without hesitation he gripped her hips and thrust home. Her joyous cry filled the air, mingling with his groan of pleasure at the way her body welcomed him. Locking his stance, he gripped her hips and began pumping. There was no gentleness in him, but it wasn’t needed. They were both primed and ready to go.

Angie was no innocent. He knew she’d sucked men off before, and she’d always been up for any type of games or toys he’d brought into the bedroom. But she’d surprised him tonight.

Watching her with Mark had not only made him hard enough to hammer nails, but it had made his chest tighten, and not with regret. He’d liked watching them. The only thing that could’ve made it better was if he’d been fucking her at the same time she’d been sucking Mark, but he’d been too entranced by watching them to interrupt their flow.

Now it was Mark’s turn to watch. The fact that Mark was close, watching them, watching
him
, sent a thrill through Rick. He lifted his gaze from the curve of Angie back and glanced at his friend. The sky was dark. It was full-on night, but light from the apartment filtered through the curtains and he could clearly see the other man.

Mark sat there, less than a foot away, his gaze glued to where Rick’s cock sank in and out of Angie. There was a hunger in Mark’s eyes that made Rick’s blood heat even more as it rushed to his dick. His balls tightened, and he struggled to breathe as his belly slapped against Angie’s ass and the table beneath her hands scraped along the floor with the force of his thrusts.

―Brace her,‖ Rick said. Mark’s gaze shot to his, and he nodded at the moving table. ―Help her.‖

Mark stood and reached for Angie. Rick stilled, gritting his teeth and trying not to come as Angie’s cunt tightened around him and Mark shoved the table out the way so he could to stand in front of the couple. Angie straightened up a bit, her hands going to Mark’s shoulders as she spread her legs further apart and pressed back against him. Rick started to move again, groaning at way the different angle let him go deeper.

Female moans mixed with his own heavy breathing, and Rick knew he couldn’t last much longer. Hot blood pounded through his body straight to his cock as he slid a hand up over her belly to grip a swollen tit. He pinched the nipple, and she grunted, her hips jerking and her head dropping forward onto Mark’s chest. Every muscle in her body tensed, and the first tremors of her orgasm squeezed his cock.

―Rick,‖ she cried out.

―Come for me, baby, come on.‖ He pounded into her harder, staring into Mark’s eyes over her head. Something brushed against his cock as he thrust in and out of Angie, and lightening bolts of pleasure shot into his balls. The other man was fingering his girlfriend’s cunt and stroking his dick at the same time!

Another brush of those fingers was all it took, and Rick lost it. ―Fuck!‖ He locked his knees as his balls flashed and his head emptied out his cock as the world faded away in a haze of pleasure.

I clutched at Mark’s shoulders, my breasts pressed against his chest. His fingers slowly pulled away from my clit and another jolt of pleasure sizzled through me. While I fought to get my breath back, I became aware of the hard-on nudging against my belly, and a desire for more began stirring within me before my orgasm even faded.

―Wow,‖ I said breathlessly, and the men chuckled, breaking the rising tension before we could get caught up in it.

Rick moved back, spinning me around and catching me up in his arms in one smooth move that made my heart flutter in my chest. After a gentle kiss, he looked down at me. ―Satisfied?‖