"Fuck!" As the thought of this passed through his head while his eyes had closed to hold back the demand, Marty had taken the initiative herself.
Staring down he saw her tongue rimming the swollen crest of his cock. Delicate pink and damp, it was like a stroke of fire as she licked him like a favorite treat.
He watched as Shayne pressed two fingers into the clenched tissue of her pu**y in a shallow thrust, as Khalid fought for breath.
"We may not make it home before I f**k you." Khalid growled out the warning as her lips parted and her mouth began to consume him.
Wet heat. White hot flames. Her lips wrapped around the wide head of his dick and sent his senses drowning in pleasure as she began to suck him with delicate greed.
Nothing could have prepared Khalid for the sight of her taking him so intimately. Her face flushed with pleasure, with hungry demand, her eyes closed as the fingers of one hand attempted to wrap around the base of his cock.
Nothing could have prepared him for the pleasure. The erotic sensation of her lips, her tongue, moving over the swollen crest and sucking it deep inside the snug heat of her mouth sent bolts of electric pleasure racing through his balls, up his spine. His entire body felt surrounded by static sensation as it tingled over his flesh, stroking it with a phantom caress as her tongue whipped over his cockhead like wet fire.
He forgot about Shayne for the moment. He heard her moans, felt them on his c**k as Shayne caressed her, touched her, and knew nothing but pure ecstasy.
"God, yes," he hissed out, fighting for control. "Sweet sweet Marty. Just like that."
He loved the way her cheeks hollowed, sucking at him hungrily, her tongue licking him greedily. No experience with any other woman had ever been as sensual as watching this woman taking him as though she were starving for the taste of him.
Shayne's fingers stroked inside her pu**y as she sucked Khalid's dick. He felt the generous flow of juices as she moaned around the flesh f**king her mouth. Pressing against the fragile barrier of her virginity Shayne drew back, ignoring the shifting of her hips, the slight arch of her body as she sought a deeper caress. Damn, she was sweet and hot, pure fire as he touched her while Khalid enjoyed the sweet heat of his mouth.
The gift of her virginity was Khalid's alone. It was a responsibility he didn't want, a commitment he had no intentions of sharing. Her innocence was the gift she had for the man she loved. He would enjoy only the pleasures she shared. And that was enough for him.
Stroking her, touching her. God, he ached to taste her.
Moving to the floor between her thighs he glanced up, met Khalid's gaze, and had to fight to hold back his groan as the other man gave a quick, hard nod in acceptance.
Hell yes, he would taste her. Fuck her sweet pu**y with his tongue and fantasize about her lips wrapped around his own dick.
Khalid felt his heart tightening, racing out of control as he stared down at Marty's flushed face, his senses exploding at the complete abandon in her expression as he took her mouth and watched as Shayne's head lowered to lick at the sweet delicacy of her pu**y.
He could see her in his mind's eye, stretched out, at the mercy of their touch, steeped in pleasure so rich, so exquisite that she could do nothing but ride the waves of arousal as they washed over her.
Watching his c**k press inside her mouth, feeling her cries vibrating around it. The darkness inside him became lost to the sweet pleasure that he knew he would find only with her now.
"Damn you." He cursed her as well as himself as her tongue rubbed erotically against the underside of his cock.
"I won't take you here. Not like this," he groaned, knowing he was so very close to doing just that. He was ready to f**k them both into oblivion here and now. If he did so, then Shayne would have her as well. The other man would press his way into the ultrasnug entrance of her ass and introduce her to a pleasure that she should only know later.
This first time. God help him, this first time had to be for her, for him. He couldn't bear the thought of another sharing it.
Her lashes lifted. Soft gray eyes had turned stormy, nearly black with the need filling her as he drew back. Watching as his c**k pulled free, he wondered with agonized hunger how it would feel to f**k her pu**y with the same soft, easy motions.
"You're killing me," he whispered as he gripped his c**k in his fist and rubbed the head of it against her swollen, cherry red lips.
Shayne was in agony. Licking over the sweet, flushed curves of her pu**y, the taste of her like nectar against his tongue, was nearly too much to bear.
She was so responsive, so sweet.
Glancing up he watched as Khalid rubbed the head of his c**k over her lips and he couldn't resist. Cupping the cheeks of her ass in a firm grip he lifted her closer and thrust his tongue deep, hard, into the white-hot entrance of her pu**y.
The taste of her exploded against his tongue. Silky, with the barest hint of sweetness and the delicate flavor of feminine heat. It combined to a subtle, addictive flavor that seeped into his senses and left him aching to f**k her as the muscles clenched around his tongue.
"Once I get you home I'm going to eat you with the same greedy hunger as Shayne is eating you now," Khalid groaned. "Is he f**king your pu**y with his tongue, baby, like I did earlier? Is he making you crazy to feel my c**k stretching you, taking you as no other man has dared?
She licked at the head of his c**k as he held it back from her, crying out in need and in pleasure as she shuddered, her body rocking in Shayne's grip.
She was close. So close to release. A release he knew Shayne was holding back from her.