“In a hurry?” Luke asked, releasing her breast from his mouth with a pop.
“Yes, damn you,” she groaned.
“I’m thinking you’ve earned a little teasing after what you put us through since you got home,” Luke offered, his hand laying flat against her belly while Cole continued to finger her clit. “And you should know better than to try and rush me,” Luke scolded her gently. “It only makes me want to draw it out more.”
“Ugghh!” Sierra tried to pull away, but Cole took the weight of her body in his arms while Luke lowered himself to one of the lounging seats. Using the buoyancy of the water, they turned Sierra so that her head was beside Cole’s face, her shoulders pushing against his clavicle as Luke lifted her legs and placed them over his shoulders, her heels resting on the ledge around the hot tub.
“I want to hear you scream when you come, Sierra.” Luke didn’t wait for a response as he lowered his mouth to Sierra’s pussy while Cole looked on.
Her body hovered just on top of the water, Luke’s face buried between her soft, supple thighs as he feasted on her slowly, intently. As she squirmed, using her leverage against the edge behind Luke to thrust her hips to meet every thrust of his tongue, Cole held her upper body, wrapping his arms around her.
“Luke!” One syllable turned into several as Sierra drew out his name.
Wanting to push her past the point of no return, Cole brushed his lips against her ear, then nipping the lobe firmly and whispered loud enough for her to hear him over the hot tub jets. “It’s so fucking hot to watch the way you writhe when Luke’s eating your pussy.”
Another moan from Sierra, only this time, she turned her head closer to Cole’s, and he couldn’t resist adjusting the angle so that he could kiss her. She devoured his mouth as he ate at her lips, trying, yet failing to reach the pinnacle as Luke continued to lap at the sweetness between her thighs.
“Oh, God!” Sierra screamed, breaking the kiss and Cole noticed Luke had added his fingers to the mix as he continued to use his tongue to torture her, his gaze traveling up her body and resting on Cole’s eyes. Had they been anywhere else, Cole would’ve joined Luke, lapping Sierra’s pussy right along with him. He found that she loved the hell out of it when they ate her at the same time.
Sierra began to moan in earnest and Cole knew she was close, he just didn’t know whether Luke was going to let her take the edge off yet or not.
“That’s it, baby,” Cole encouraged her. “Fuck his fingers. Come for us, Sierra.” Cole helped her along by wrapping his arms around her and pinching and tweaking her nipples as Luke watched on. “So fucking pretty,” he crooned in her ear and she cried out. “Make her come, Luke. I want to watch her come in your mouth.”
Apparently his words did it because Sierra’s scream rent the night air as her body stilled, her smooth, graceful muscles tensing and flexing. God she was so fucking pretty when her orgasm consumed her. So damn pretty, he wanted to watch Luke do it again.
So Cole suggested as much.
~~*~~
An hour later, Luke’s balls were damn near ready to explode. Not only was he sporting an erection that could easily rival a steel pipe, he was so damn ready to come he could barely see straight. After he and Cole managed to get Sierra off several times, she insisted on ruthlessly teasing them, but never letting them come which wouldn’t have bothered him so much, except it was beginning to get a little painful.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Sierra told them when they walked in the back door.
“A shower?” Was she fucking kidding? Was she torturing him on purpose?
“Yes. Want to join me?” she asked coyly, her sexy little ass swaying back and forth as she walked toward the master bedroom. Completely and deliciously naked.
“Fuck yes,” he growled, glancing over at Cole who was already in motion. Apparently Cole wasn’t much for waiting either.
The shower was large enough to afford them plenty of space and Luke found himself crushed between Sierra’s softness and Cole’s hardness, the difference between their skin textures driving him insane. He no longer had to wonder what Sierra had come to the bedroom to do because the second he walked through the door, he felt as though he’d been transported to another realm.
Candles in various shapes and sizes lined every available surface, their tips glowing and dancing, bouncing off of the mirrors and dousing the room in a soft, mellow glow. Music streamed from who knew where, a sexy, jazzy tune that didn’t help Luke’s heightened state in the least.
It was painfully clear that Sierra was more intent on the buildup than she was to getting to the finish line and Luke fought to keep himself from begging them to move this along. The smell of jasmine and vanilla spiced the air as Sierra poured a handful of body wash into her hands before slowly gliding her fingers over his chest while Cole stood behind him, his arms weaving around his lower body, his rough, wet hands stroking his cock slowly.