Love Me More

Chapter Eight

Melina smiled and lay back down, spreading her thighs for him.

He dove in, thrusting two fingers inside her because he loved to feel her clench around him when she came and because he knew she liked it. For some reason he felt an urgent need to make Melina come, too, and he sucked and licked her swollen clit ferociously.

“Slow down,” she whispered, clasping his cheeks in her hands. He glanced up at her face, over the soft mounds of her breasts, and she smiled at him. “Slow down.”

He took a breath and went back in, but when he felt hands on his ass, he jerked up. Abby had moved behind him, slid her hands under him and found his balls, then his cock.

He was rock hard again, throbbing painfully, and her touch was exquisite. Light strokes on his tight balls made him shiver and moan into Melina’s pussy.

“Keep going,” Melina begged him. Now she was in a hurry! He licked her more, so full of sensation from her taste and wetness and warmth, and from Abby’s hands working magic between his legs. Then her hands disappeared.

He ate at Melina, felt movement behind him and then warm, wet heat as Abby took his cock in her mouth. She’d lain down on her back at the foot of the bed, positioning herself under him. Her hand grasped the root of his cock, holding it while she sucked and licked.

The pressure of Abby’s sucking mouth on his cock sent sensations from his groin down to his toes and up to the burning tips of his ears.

He tongued Melina’s clit, fingered her cunt, but his whole body rushed toward a ferocious climax as Abby’s mouth tugged on his cock with powerful suction and a swirling tongue. He tried to hold back, wanted Melina to come first, and then she was, hips lifting, quivering and clenching around his drenched fingers.

He let go, let the pressure build to its peak and wrenched free of Abby’s lips, for some reason not wanting to come in her mouth, and got up on his knees, shafting himself with rapid strokes until he spurted onto Melina’s tummy.

Globs of white dotted her smooth skin when he’d finished, and he gasped for breath, barely able to see. His hand stilled on his cock and he realized Abby’s hand was stroking his back like Melina had done.

Melina watched him with dazed eyes, touched her fingertips to his come on her stomach, trailed them up between her breasts.

Fuck me.

They were killing him. He threw himself down beside Melina, and Abby curled up beside him, once again making him the meat in the sandwich, two sexy pieces of bread surrounding him. Small hands caressed his sweaty flesh as he sucked in air and let his heart slow to normal.

Holy Christ. What a feast that had been. He still couldn’t believe this was happening.

Melina reposed in a trance as she mindlessly stroked Gavin’s damp body with her fingertips. Two orgasms and she felt amazing…almost euphoric. The bed seemed to be floating in a golden glow of candle and lamp light, the dark corners of the bedroom fading away.

The smell of sex surrounded them and she rubbed Gavin’s ejaculate into her stomach. She’d never done that before.

Her pussy clenched.

Wow. This might have been all for Gavin, but she had to admit she was into it, too, captivated by the seductive spell.

And damn, she wanted more. She rolled toward Gavin to look at him. He opened one eye, and his lips quirked.

“What?”

Melina met Abby’s eyes and they smiled.

“No,” he said. “I can’t. Not yet.”

“Oh.” She fluttered her fingers over his chest and stomach.

He grabbed her hand, his eyes closed, smile widening. “Not yet.”

Melina pouted, but she wasn’t really annoyed. She knew he was going to need a break after two phenomenal orgasms.

“What are we going to do?” Abby asked. Her eyes met Melina’s again and heat swept over Melina.

Gavin’s eyes opened and he looked from Melina to Abby. He smiled. “I wanna watch.”

Melina blinked. Licked her lips. Glanced at Abby, who grinned. “Uh…this was supposed to be about you, remember?”

“Then I should get to do whatever I want, right?”

“Um…”

Her gaze strayed back to Abby, to her breasts tipped with now velvety nipples. Melina clenched inside, aching and warm. Once again, a desire to please Abby rose inside her. To show her appreciation for doing this, for helping her make Gavin’s fantasy come true. To show Abby she was a beautiful, sexy woman, desirable in her own right and not just a convenient third.

“Right,” she said. She swallowed. Would Gavin understand that feeling?

Abby sat up and she did, too. They faced each other across Gavin’s prone body. Melina reached across and ran her fingers down a lock of Abby’s hair, a tender, gentle gesture, and drew in a breath, nipples tingling. Abby’s eyes dropped to them and they tightened more.

Melina rolled her bottom lip in and dug her teeth into it. Abby moved, crawling over Gavin so they knelt in front of each other, so close she could smell Abby’s spicy shampoo and feel her body heat. It was unbearably erotic.

She glanced at Gavin. He watched them with hot eyes. And that just sent her excitement over the edge. Knowing he watched and was turned on by it encouraged her to move closer to Abby, put her hands on her shoulders. They were small, so much smaller than Gavin’s. She stroked down Abby’s upper arms, over that tattoo arm bracelet, back up, then down over her collarbone…to her breasts.

A moan leaked from between her lips as she touched Abby’s small curves, cupped them, squeezed gently, her nipples tight little buds against her palms. Abby groaned, too.

“Yeah,” Gavin grunted. “That’s so hot, girls.”

Emboldened by his comment, Melina leaned in to kiss Abby, who moved toward her at the same time. Their mouths met in a tentative kiss—a gentle, clinging kiss—then tongues touched. Abby licked Melina’s mouth, pushed her tongue inside and with low murmurs of enjoyment, they moved, deepened the kiss, pressed their bodies together, breasts against breasts. Abby’s hands went into Melina’s hair and held her head, while Melina’s slid around Abby’s torso and hugged her.

“Fuck.” She heard Gavin’s whispered curse, hoped it was still all good, then lost herself in the carnal kiss again. This was so crazy. She’d thought the last time she and Abby had done this was the only time in her life she’d ever be so wild and wicked.

They drew apart, breathing heavily, and Melina looked into Abby’s eyes. She smiled at her, trying to tell her without words that yes, she was beautiful, and yes, she wanted to do this even though it was supposed to be for Gavin. Her breasts ached to be touched and the deep, insistent throb between her legs had picked up again. Again!

As if she knew, Abby released her grip on Melina’s hair and cupped her breasts. Her hands were too small to hold them, so she stroked over and around each curve, brushed her fingers over her nipples.

Melina’s head fell back as arousal swept through her, hot and hard, pulsing between her legs and heating her skin. Abby’s hands on her breasts, tugging her nipples, became her sole point of consciousness, her own hands falling to rest on Abby’s waist. Then she felt wet warmth close over a nipple and she dragged her eyelids open to look down at Abby’s head, Abby’s mouth on her nipple. Abby tugged the nipple, drew her teeth gently over the tight tip, and Melina shuddered with delight. Her body continued to quake uncontrollably as Abby moved to the other nipple and sucked and nibbled.

Moisture surged between her legs and she slid a hand down there to find relief from the aching need. Abby pushed her down to lay flat, kissed each nipple, then licked her way down Melina’s tummy to the apex of her thighs, Melina’s hand still clamped there.

She pushed Melina’s legs apart, gently removed Melina’s hand. “You need to come, don’t you?” Abby crooned, licking her pussy. Melina trembled, opened wider.

“Yes.”

She heard Gavin’s groan and turned her head to look at him, sitting against the headboard. He had his cock in his hand, hard again already. “Make her come, Abby,” he muttered. “Lick her.”

“Mmm.” Abby enthusiastically bent her head again, lapped at Melina’s throbbing pussy, while Melina whimpered and tossed her head from side to side. Abby’s tongue was small and gentle and knew just where to glide, just where to suck. She pulled on Melina’s clit, flicking her tongue over it, let it pop out of her mouth with a slurping suction, then captured it again and drove her crazy.

Gavin reached over and caressed Melina’s breasts, pinching her nipples and the combined sensations and the knowledge that he was watching and aroused drove her up to the stars. She came, crying out, clenching hard, in a long, shuddering wave of ecstasy.

She lay there, limp and languid and panting while Abby rose up over her, her mouth shiny. Abby lay on top of her, their breasts pressed together and kissed her mouth, and she tasted herself and Abby.

“Fuck,” Gavin moaned. “That was hot. I need inside you, Melina.”

He was ready to go again. But what about Abby?

“You need to come, too,” Melina whispered to her, her sense of fair play unaffected by the mind-blowing sensuality. Abby smiled.

“Mmmm,” Abby agreed. “You do it.” She rolled off Melina and onto her back beside her. Scooting over so their shoulders pressed together, Melina reached down and slid her fingers between Abby’s thighs. Abby lifted a leg and laid it across Melina’s, giving her access. Melina had never touched another woman quite like this…even the last time with Abby. It was like touching herself, but different. Still throbbing from her own climax, she dipped low into Abby’s cream, slicked some up and then found Abby’s hard clit. She rubbed it the way she liked, hoping it would please Abby as well.

“Yes,” Abby moaned, eyes closed. She cupped her own breasts.

“Oh, God,” Gavin said. Melina glanced at him, his cock clenched in his fist, the head all swollen and dark, and oozing. “Hurry, Mel. I need…”

She couldn’t hurry. It was up to Abby to come…she hoped she was hitting the right place. “How is that?” she whispered.

“G-good.”Abby swallowed. “Yesss…right there…ah!” Her voice rose and her body tightened and convulsed. Gently, knowing how sensitive she was when she came, Melina stroked Abby’s swollen clit, prolonging the orgasm as long as she could.

“Jesus,” Gavin groaned. “Now, me, Mel, please.”

“Patience, Gav,” she whispered with a smile, pressing Abby’s mound, still spasming. He groaned.