33. Audrey
AUDREY
It felt subversive to climb naked onto the coffee table, like I’d left behind the veneer of civility and returned to an animalistic nature that had been lurking inside me all along.
The pillow slid around, and Ridge reached down to hold it still while I got settled. I was just a few feet from Graham, served up like a meal on the coffee table in front of him, my ass in the air.
“Comfortable?” Ridge asked.
“Not the word that comes to mind.” I’d never been so on display. “But it’s fine.”
He slipped his fingers between my thighs and stroked through my wet pussy. “We’re not aiming for fine, wildcat.”
“Fuck no, we’re not,” Holden said moving in front of me as he stroked his shaft. “We want you screaming.”
I heard the rip of a foil packet and looked over my shoulder to see Ridge rolling a condom onto his long shaft, and when I turned back around, Holden offered me his dick.
“You okay to suck my cock while Ridge fucks you, doc?”
I nodded because I didn’t trust myself not to speak.
Not to beg.
My body hummed with need, a yawning primitive demand I’d never felt before.
“That’s what I want to hear.” He ran the tip of his cock over my lips, and I licked away the salty pre-come on his swollen crown.
Behind me, Ridge slid his dick between my thighs. It hit my clit, and I moaned around Holden’s cock, then pushed back until I felt Ridge’s stomach against my ass.
“I think our little wildcat wants more,” Graham said.
There was that hitch in his voice again, and I knew he was trying not to come.
“She’s going to get it,” Ridge positioned his thick head against my entrance as Holden sank to the back of my throat.
I reached up with one hand, bracing myself on the coffee table with the other, and stroked the base of Holden’s shaft to gain more leverage over his cock in my mouth.
“That’s right, doc. Let me fuck that pretty face.”
Then Ridge sank into my pussy, his dick stretching me wide, and I had to hang onto the table with both hands to keep my balance. The pleasure was so total a shiver ran up my spine, and I felt another orgasm spark to life at my center.
Going from celibacy to getting fucked by two perfect men at the same time was almost more than my mind — my body — could take, and I held still, shaking with Holden’s dick at the back of my throat, Ridge’s cock buried inside my pussy.
“I think it’s been a while since our wildcat was properly fucked.” Ridge’s strong hand stroked my back.
“That’s okay,” Graham said from the sofa. “We can break her in real slow.”
They waited until I started to move, dragging off Holden’s dick and taking him to the back of my throat again, pressing my ass back against Ridge, letting him know I wanted more.
Then they started moving too, Ridge pushing inside me slowly at first, Holden letting me set the pace of his dick in my mouth.
But slow didn’t last long. The need in my body was like a furnace demanding more fuel, and I pushed back faster on Ridge’s cock, guttural cries emerging from my throat around Holden’s dick as he drove into my mouth.
Being filled by both of them at the same time was like being a glass of water under a waterfall.
“That’s right,” Holden coaxed, his hand on my head. “Take that dick like a good fucking girl.”
My pleasure overflowed, nipples tingling on my swinging tits, my pussy almost numb with pleasure.
“She’s so fucking wet,” Ridge grunted, slamming into me. “So fucking tight.”
I felt the orgasm filling me up, threatening to spill over. I tried to fight it, wanting the pleasure to last.
Wanting it to go on and on.
But it was no use. My body was an inferno that had already taken hold, the fire sweeping through every nerve, every cell, a conflagration that washed over me, torching everything in its wake.
My pussy tightened, clamping down on Ridge’s dick, forcing him to tunnel through my channel as Holden came in my mouth with a groan.
“Fuck yes,” he groaned. “Swallow it down, doc.”
Ridge groaned long and low behind me, thrusting hard and fast as he came, our bodies slapping together as I swallowed Holden’s salty semen.
“Fuck yes, wildcat… you’re so fucking good.”
The praise was like fuel on the fire of my orgasm, and it went on and on until my body went limp, my arms barely able to hold my weight on the coffee table.
Holden withdrew his dick from my mouth and stroked my cheek, then bent to kiss me as Ridge eased out of my pussy.
I collapsed on my elbows and turned my head to see Graham staring at me, his eyes filled with lust and something else I couldn’t name, semen streaking his thighs.
He stood and went to the kitchen. I heard the water run and he returned a second later, still naked, and scooped me off the coffee table.
“I can walk.” I said it even though it felt good to be in his arms.
To be close to him at last.
“No need,” Graham said.
“Don’t worry about the old man,” Holden said. “He’s stronger than he looks.”
“I’d flip you off if I had a free hand,” Graham said, heading for the stairs.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“We’re going to run you a bath,” he said. “Then you’re going to sleep. I assume since you don’t have Ella tomorrow, you have a shift at the hospital.”
“I do.”
“So you’ll need some rest.”
He carried me through my bedroom and into the attached bathroom, then set me down to turn on the faucet.
He tipped some bath salts into the water from a glass bottle and the room filled with steam and the scent of cedar.
“Come on now,” he said. “In you go.”
He took my hand and held on while I climbed in, then watched as I eased down into the hot water with a sigh.
I leaned back and closed my eyes, then opened them to find him standing there, naked and staring at my face.
“Want to join me?” I asked.
The tub was plenty big enough.
“Right now I’m wanting a lot of things I shouldn’t want, wildcat.” He hesitated, then turned for the door. “Get some sleep.”
He shut the door behind him, and it was only then I realized he still hadn’t kissed me.