Chapter 37
Lean Back
ALISTAIR
I finally let go of Ivy’s hand. I have to because I need to be inside her right now.
Matt pulls back and I move in immediately. I get my hands on Ivy's hips and push into her. The wet tight heat of her around me is so sudden and so total I gasp. The sound she makes drives me crazy. I stop with my face against her temple and breathe.
Has she ever been this swollen? I stay still inside her for one second and feel her pulse around me and then I move.
I fuck her hard from the first stroke.
I feel everything. The drag of her walls around me as I pull back, the way she opens and swallows me on the push forward.
She cries out on the first stroke and the second and by the third she has stopped trying to manage the sounds at all and what comes out of her is continuous and raw and goes straight to the base of my spine.
She pulls me deeper. I get my hand between us, against her clit. I keep thrusting and stroke faster.
Her thighs are shaking. Her nails are in my back. I can feel exactly how close she is. The way she is tightening around me rhythmically, the way her hips have taken on their own desperate movement, chasing the pressure, chasing the depth. I give her more of both.
She comes again with a feral sound that fills the room. Her whole body clamps, her pussy gripping me so hard I go still with my jaw locked and sweat on my face, pressing into her, not moving, just feeling the force of it move through her while she shakes.
I wait until the last wave passes, then I keep fucking her. She is nodding, she’s had too much but she can take more. Her moans are sobs.
Sarah appears at the edge of the bed.
Her makeup is wrecked and she puts her mouth to my ear.
“Lean back,” she whispers.
I do so, and then she has the space to go down on Ivy as I’m fucking her.
Ivy moans and bucks.
I keep thrusting into Ivy, and Sarah is working her with her tongue from above and the sounds Ivy is making now are nothing I have heard before, high and broken and continuous, her whole body shaking, her hips trying to move in two directions at once.
I slow down and let Sarah lead and feel what her tongue is doing through Ivy's responses until the three of us are locked into something that has its own rhythm and its own pulse.
Sarah's ass is in the air. Her thighs are apart.
Matt kneels behind her and begins eating her out, greedily, messily, and adds some fingers making Sarah squeal. She moans directly against Ivy's cunt and the vibration of it makes Ivy grab my arm hard enough to bruise.
Soon he’s inside Sarah and fucking her in a deep relaxed rhythm.
I feel Matt through Sarah's body into Ivy's body into mine.
It should be strange, another man's pace in my hands, in my hips. It’s hugely erotic, and my body knows no judgment, only the heat and the grip and the sounds as I push deeper into Ivy and feel Matt's rhythm and match it.
The four of us are one continuous circuit of sensation running hotter and hotter.
Ivy’s pussy tightens around me in long slow pulses. Her breathing fractures, Sarah between her legs.
I push deep and hold.
Sarah screams as her orgasm takes her, literally screams into Ivy’s pussy, which makes Ivy clench around me and I almost come.
I drive into her as deep as I can go and stay there and feel her shuddering, shaking, gripping, making sounds into the dim light, and for a moment there is nothing but heat and pressure and the sound of four people breathing and the smell of the room which is sweat and candle wax and sex.