19 May '12

Good Smut Day Twelve – EXPLICIT excerpt from Unwrapped by Cari Quinn and Giveaway

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Tristan moved back so fast Cait’s head reeled. “Get up on the love seat, spread your legs, and show us.”


She couldn’t. No way. Masturbation was personal, private. She bit her lower lip and glanced at him over her shoulder again. “Only if you come inside me when I’m done.”


A corner of his mouth lifted, and he glanced at his massive erection. “Think that can be arranged.”


Before she could argue herself out of it, Cait rose and went over to the couch, jolting at the tingly feeling of the lube as she sank to the cushions. Her lube didn’t feel that good. But she’d never had Tristan put it on her either.


She swallowed hard and waited for the two guys to take their seats on the sectional across from her. Both already had their hands on their cocks.


Yeah, this wasn’t the least bit intimidating. Or hot.


“Here,” Tristan said, tossing her the vibrator.


She caught the toy. It was the kind meant to be inserted, with just enough girth to make things interesting. She wet her lips, about to flick the on switch, when Tristan added, “That’s for your ass.”


She wet her lips. “This’ll be over quick, then.”


They had no clue how sensitive she was back there. She’d used her vibrator a couple of times during solo anal play, and she’d nearly cried out enough for her two neighbors to hear.


The buzz of the vibe seemed unnaturally loud, though she knew they’d used it on her earlier. Maybe Tris had slipped in fresh batteries, the sadist.


Anticipation coiled inside her as she spread her thighs and braced her feet on the coffee table. Even after sex with Matt, even after her orgasm earlier on his mouth, she was about a dozen climaxes behind from their night of sensual torture. And if they wanted to watch her be a little naughty — a lot naughty — she’d happily give them what they desired.


She slid the vibrator along her seam, intending to tease them first. Up and down she rode her pussy lips, inching closer to her ass on every trip. It wasn’t long before she was panting. Before they were panting. She smiled as she noticed they were giving her some inspiration, jerking each other off while keeping their gazes firmly directed on what was happening between her legs.


Her heart racing, she let the circular head of the vibrator graze her clit. She squeezed her eyes shut and pressed hard on the distended flesh. Within two passes, the vibe was soaked with her juices. Tristan’s low groan indicated he’d seen the evidence. All the evidence. If she didn’t slide the vibrator down fast, she’d be coming in a hurry.


And then it was too late.


Cait cried out, helpless in the throes of the sudden orgasm. She extended the moment by holding the slick toy against her pulsing clit. God. Once the waves of sensation ebbed, she went straight for her target, slipping the vibe down between her ass cheeks, slick with both the lube and her own arousal. She figured she’d have to circle around for a couple of minutes, but her body proved her a liar. The instant she slipped the head of the toy inside the tight ring of muscle, her pussy contracted again, her whole body contorting as she moaned her way through another powerful orgasm.


She dropped back against the cushions, the vibe rolling out of her trembling fingers. Dammit, she was going to have to bronze that thing.


“Come here,” Tristan demanded, his voice stirring her from her semidoze. “Come sit on my lap.”

She opened her eyes and let out a soft cry at how hard he was. She could see every vein and ridge of his cock. She wished for enough energy to suck him off, but her feet felt weighted to the carpet. She couldn’t even move to go to him.


“I’ll do all the work,” he added with a smile, patting his thigh. “Come here. I need you.”


With those three little words, she found strength she hadn’t known she had left. She’d crawl to him if she had to.


She all but hurtled across the space separating them, about to straddle his legs when he nudged her around to face the other way. Matt had risen too and stroked his cock as he waited for her to take a seat.


“A new position already,” she murmured.


“We have a lot to work through,” Tristan agreed with a soft laugh.


He quickly put on a condom and pulled her down until she hovered above his cock.


“Spread those pretty thighs for me. That’s it. Take me in –” He stopped and grunted, holding her still.


“What? What did I do?”


“Can’t. I’ll lose it.” He forced out a breath. “Gotta do it slow. You’re drenched.”


“Well, duh. Did you see me come over there?”


Both men laughed, and the sound warmed her through and through. She’d started to get a chill, but now it was gone, lost in the heat of the man sliding inside her. He went achingly slow, but she still jolted as he filled her. Fuck, he was huge. So aroused, so hard, so —


“Good,” she whispered once he was seated.


He caught her hips in his hands as he started to thrust and retreat. He didn’t go deep, not at first. Taking care of her as always.


“All right?” His fingers spanned her stomach, pulling her backward a little to change the angle. She gasped, and he immediately stilled. “Want me to stop?”


“No, stupid. Can’t you feel how she’s creaming around your dick?” Shaking his head, Matt knelt in front of them. When she thought she couldn’t deal with any more sensation, he leaned forward and licked her right above where she and Tristan were linked. Then he licked Tristan’s cock too, before her juicy pussy swallowed it again.


“Christ, that’s so hot. You’re incredible. Watch him fuck you, Cait.”


Shocked at how indescribably dirty it was to watch Tristan’s cock push in and out of her, she stared. She bit her lip at the mini explosions that went off inside her, trying to hold back. Not yet. She didn’t want to come so soon. Tristan was inside her. Finally. She didn’t want it to end.


Ever.


Matt’s tongue flattened against her clit. Fiery need gripped her as she fought to get more of Tristan’s cock and feel more of Matt’s talented tongue.


“Baby, I can’t hold on. Can’t. Sorry,” Tristan grunted, almost shocking her out of her own impending orgasm.

He was sorry? “Oh fuck. Oh Caity.”


When he shouted her name as he came, his hips thrashing madly against hers, his breath a hot gust against her back, tears sprang into her eyes. She loved him so much. She hated that she’d hurt him. Worse, that she’d likely do it again.


But she couldn’t concentrate on tears, not when Matt was still between their legs, licking Tristan’s balls, sucking her clit, driving her crazy. An inferno of heat swept over her body, and her painfully erect nipples tightened even further. Then Matt sealed his lips around her clit and pulled.


Pleasure drenched her as her body clenched and released, her pussy flooding yet again. From what seemed like far away, she heard Matt groan and figured he’d probably made himself come too. The climax shot through her harder than all the rest, leaving her weak and sweaty and damn near unconscious.


This orgasm — the best of the best — had come from all their efforts. Something the three of them had shared, had given each other. There was no point in denying it.


A few minutes later, one of them picked her up and carried her off to bed. By then she couldn’t even open her eyes to check which. Soft lips glanced off her temple, along with words of love that followed her into sleep



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