Wild - Jaci Burton Page 0,9

make it worse. The crisp sheets that felt so good a few minutes ago scraped her nipples, now a form of torture.

She was aroused. And her mind whirled with visions of being the creamy middle of an Oreo cookie between Mike and Seth.

Damn. She needed to come. She wanted them both to magically materialize in her bedroom and lick her pussy until she had a mind-blowing orgasm. Or two or three. To touch, suck, and fuck her until she passed out from oblivious, satiated exhaustion.

Something, she might add, that had never happened with Chad, she thought with a loud snort. Which was why she’d accumulated a drawer full of toys over the years. Her sex companions. And she had a pretty vivid imagination, too. Her fantasies had been her lifesavers, because Chad had been all talk and no action.

Well, that wasn’t exactly true. He’d seen action all right. But all his action had been with other women. He’d had a wild woman at home all the years they’d been married, only he’d never known it. He’d never once tapped into her sexuality, never once took the time to discover what she was about.

Dumb ass. She hoped he ended up with a severe case of dick rot.

Oh, fuck Chad. No, not Chad. Mike and Seth. She leaned over and reached into her nightstand, fumbling around until she found what she wanted. Her favorite lube and the thick jelly dildo. Her pussy clenched in anticipation.

Yeah, one way or the other she was going to get fucked tonight. Jamming the covers to the end of the bed with her feet, she breathed a sigh of relief, the night air cooling her heated body. But she was about to bring up the temperature a notch. She planted her feet flat on the bed and spread her legs, then poured some cherry lube on her hand, loving how slick it felt as it dribbled between her fingers.

Her hips lifted of their own volition, searching for her hand.

“Yeah, you want it, don’t you?” she whispered in the darkness. “You need a cock in that pussy.”

But first she wanted to warm it up a little. She pressed her hand to her sex, letting the lube slide over her naked mound, shivering as it dripped from her fingertips and slid down her slit to coat the crack of her ass. Deep in arousal, she didn’t care. She’d been primed since yesterday, and between the conversations with Mike and Seth and the upcoming bet, she needed a hard ride tonight. She felt hot, wild, and nasty, and she needed more than just a quick strumming of her clit to get her off.

She swept her fingers around the knot, teasing it, not touching her magical spot that craved attention. Instead, she roamed outside her pleasure center, skimming her labia, her thighs, tormenting herself with whisper-light caresses until her nipples stood erect and she clenched her butt cheeks together. She panted, anticipation making her throat go dry. Wanting her dildo in her pussy, her fingers in her ass. Oh yes, she needed to be fucked hard and deep, needed it rough tonight.

Reaching for the dildo, she lubed the thick, jellied shaft, loving the feel of every ridge and vein, closing her eyes and imagining Mike standing next to her bed, his naked body showcased in the moonlight. As she rubbed the dildo, she fantasized it was Mike’s cock, imagined him looking down at her, bending over her to run his hands over her breasts, to pluck at her nipples until they stood upright and tingly, just waiting for Seth to crawl onto the bed and take them in his mouth.

“Yes,” she hissed in a whisper. “Suck my nipples, Seth.”

And there was Seth, naked and crawling toward her, his thick, muscled body pressing down on her as leaned in to kiss her, his hands claiming her breasts, cupping them, then removing his mouth to kiss her neck, drawing his tongue along the column of her throat and lower, until he reached her sensitive nipples. She arched her back, offering them to his eager lips.

She squeezed the cock in her hands as Seth took one bud between his teeth and tugged, just hard enough that she cried out. She heard Mike hiss as she rolled the shaft up, then down, slamming hard against his balls as the fevered frenzy of her arousal took over.

“Fuck me,” she whimpered, spreading her legs wide.

Mike crawled onto the bed and took her ankles in his hands, spreading