Part 9 (1/2)
”What are you, a thirteen-year-old girl?” James cracked up.
”Hey, cut him some slack.” Mike perked up as Kayla snuggled beside him on the carpet. ”I can promise these ladies will make you forget your own name. Never mind that you're a grown man who should have some f.u.c.king pride.”
”You held out longer than I thought you would, if that's any consolation,” Morgan teased from her place in Dave's clutches.
Neil lifted Kate into his arms. ”I hope you don't mind if I take you someplace a little more comfortable?”
”Suit up first.” She jerked her chin toward the condom stash. ”Anyone who's with Morgan has to wear one too.”
”Are we supposed to use all of those?” His eyes got round.
”Maybe eventually.” She laughed. ”But hopefully we'll be pregnant long before then and we won't need to bother anymore.”
”Good plan.” Neil tossed two packets to each of the guys. He sheathed first James, then himself in record time. When he finished, he glanced over at Mike, who began to rouse from the daze they'd knocked him into. ”Get on that, buddy, would you?”
”Sure, sure.” He waved them off.
Kate giggled when Neil scooped her up once more. She trailed her fingers down his neck. ”Coming, James?”
”I have a tiny bit more control than that, Katiebug.”
Devon smiled as her guys toyed with her friend. James had told her once about how Kate had really cemented the crew together in the beginning. She would never forget that Kate had eased James's lingering worries about his s.e.xuality and granted him acceptance to grow into the man he was today. Though they'd always been best friends, the guys had benefited from the women they'd pulled into their group, who had provided the extra emotional something they hadn't realized they were missing.
If it hadn't been for Kate, Devon suspected their group might have fractured or drifted apart. They'd grown so much. Shared so much. It was impossible to separate them anymore.
”Shh...” Joe's hush made her wonder if she'd actually whimpered for her pair. ”We'll go with your guys. You can play voyeur if you want.”
As if settling on a plan, the crewmembers each embraced their new partner and claimed a spot in the adjoining s.p.a.ce. Neil and James had laid out Kate on the couch. James supported her shoulders while Neil pressed her knees apart. He burrowed between her thighs, intent on tasting her.
Dave sat in the loveseat with Morgan straddling his lap. She left room for him to roll purple latex over his thick erection. When he finished, she snuggled close to his broad chest. He kissed her cheek and spoke in a soothing murmur. Too low for Devon to make out exactly what he was saying, the general rumble of his ba.s.s sounded nice to her.
Joe opted to bend her over the coffee table in the center of the room. His warm chest blanketed her back, and his c.o.c.k rode the furrow of her p.u.s.s.y when he reached beneath her to cup her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and prevent her belly from pressing to the cool surface of the furnis.h.i.+ng. She couldn't say she minded when she had a panoramic view of the action around her.
Even Mike recovered enough to carry Kay and deposit her onto the rug in front of the fireplace. He stretched out behind her, caressing her from her shoulder along her ribs to the curve of her hip. He extended his arm for her to rest her head on, then snaked his other hand around her torso, sheltering her and keeping her close to his body.
They turned their faces toward each other to exchange a frisky kiss complete with Kayla nibbling on his bottom lip. ”You know, you would look hot if you got this pierced. A little stud, right in the center.”
”I think I'll leave that stuff to you and Dave.” He laughed. ”Though I have to say, I've always loved the way your hardware looks. It fits you perfectly.”
As if to prove his point, he thumbed the silver in her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.
”They're not just for show, you know.” She sighed. ”That feels twice as good as it used to. Tug on the hoops. Please.”
Mike groaned. ”d.a.m.n. I thought I'd never be hard again. It took you less than five minutes to prove me wrong.”
He scanned the entire room as he proclaimed their victory.
Devon met his wandering gaze and smirked. Her smugness evaporated when Joe bounced his c.o.c.k against her c.l.i.t. She clutched the edges of the coffee table as though she might fly around the room like a rogue helium balloon if she didn't anchor herself.
”I always thought it would be fun to tease you, Dev.” He dragged his fingertips from her shoulders to her a.s.s in maddening, erratic patterns. ”You're such an imp. And the pranks you pull... You're a disobedient pixie. It turns me on when your guys focus all that extra energy. I always wanted to try it and see if I could too.”
”You're doing a pretty good job.” Neil lifted his mouth from where he toyed with Kate's p.u.s.s.y. ”Looks like you have her full attention now.”
”Do I?” Joe covered her, nibbling at her ear.
”Yes,” she mewled.
”Good.” He gripped her hip easily with one hand, then reached between them with the other. ”Because I want you to know who it is taking you, Dev. When we work together or when we hang out, you'll know that I've had you and you've had me. You can count on me. Come to me with anything. I'll always have your back like I do now. And if Morgan or I need to borrow some of your light and fun, you always know. You share your brightness with all of us around you. I love that about you.”
Devon didn't expect the wash of emotion he inspired in her. Not like this. Not so strong. She couldn't speak around the lump in her throat. So instead she reached down, between her legs, and lifted him to the threshold of her body. She held him there.
”Thank you,” he whispered before he advanced.
The introduction of his flesh into hers shocked a gasp from her. Heat and pressure built until his head slipped inside. When she thought she might cry uncle and tell him he was too much, a familiar hand landed on her upper arm.
James.
”Give it a second.” He promised, ”You're going to love it. He's so smooth when he f.u.c.ks. Just like he talks.”
Morgan cried out from where she nestled tighter onto Dave's lap. Whether because their friend's large c.o.c.k stretched her or because the discussion of her husband fueled the flames, Devon couldn't be sure.
”d.a.m.n, Mike wasn't exaggerating. You're so f.u.c.king tight.” Joe huffed as he metered his invasion. ”You'd better go slow when you get to Dave. Maybe save him for another day.”
Devon knew she wouldn't. After bonding with Joe and Mike, she couldn't leave the other man out in the cold.
Conversations flared, interspersed with moans, sighs and the slick slaps of good s.e.x. The other women exchanged connections with their temporary partners the same as she had with Joe. They had so many of these compatible features-intertwined lives, hopes, interests and fantasies-that each combination resulted in something new and wonderful. Her heart glowed with serenity. She'd never felt as safe as she did surrounded by her eight best friends.
She looked up to see James kneeling above Kate, who pampered him with what looked like one h.e.l.l of a hummer. He played with his nipples and muttered encouragement while he stared at Neil. Their mate had climbed Kate's body and pressed inside. Devon's p.u.s.s.y clenched when the guys exchanged a sultry kiss, connecting all three of them in a l.u.s.ty triangle.
Kayla cried out, drawing Devon's stare. The landscape was like a licentious feast, every course holding another delicious treat for her to devour. Mike held Kay's jaw at the perfect angle to grant himself access to her mouth. He kissed her hard and a little rough as he slid his other hand between her legs to play with her c.l.i.t. She responded by opening herself to him, raising her leg to allow him to lunge deeper, faster, between her thighs.
Joe smacked Devon's a.s.s and increased his pace. ”Dirty girl. You like spying on them, don't you?”
”Yes.” She squealed when he repeated the spank on the other side. The tingles left by his palm enhanced her arousal, making it effervesce like champagne.
”Keep watching.” He stayed true to James's promise, gliding in her from root to tip, careful not to hurt her yet refusing to skimp on his thrusts. ”I can feel your p.u.s.s.y fluttering around me. Getting stronger now. Especially when I rub my c.o.c.k here.”
He repeated the motion until they both were gasping for air.
Morgan shouted, ”I'm going to come.”
Joe froze for a second.
”Yeah, look.” Devon figured he'd earned a little teasing of his own. ”See how wild she is for your friend? Her hair looks gorgeous waving down her back while she rides him.”
Joe landed another smack on her a.s.s. And that was all it took.
Devon heard the escalating cries of the other women even as she surrendered to her climax. She stared into James's eyes as another man showered her with bliss. Except it didn't feel like that. Not really. Joe was part of the crew, same as Neil and James. An extension of her lovers, he treated her as his own.