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from me, then why are you arguing?”
    Oh, he
wanted it. His tense body shrieked his eagerness. If I’m a sucker
for anything, it’s going to almost any length to hear a man cry out
in pure ecstasy. An addicting, sexual rush.
    Gene
slipped a finger inside of me, and thumbed my clit.
    “ Ahh, I can’t remember.”
    Carl
flashed me a grin full of teeth. “That’s a good girl.”
    Hand
firmly in my hair, keeping me at the angle of his choosing, he
kissed me with the passion of a man dying, needing a single drop of
water to survive, and I had it.
    Gene
licked and bit his way up my ribcage and latched onto my
nipple.
    Gene uprooted me, and the next conscious thought was how big
Carl’s cock was as my head lay in his lap. I didn’t know when his
pants had come off, but there they were, bunched around his
ankles.
    “ Suck it.” Gene stroked my body with the precision of a
guitarist. “Show him just how good you are. Make the fantasy in his
head look like a g-rated movie.” Gene’s breath hitched for me as I
pinned him with a hooded stare. He ran the head of his shaft over
my clit, knowing exactly what the too brief contact would do. “Want
more, baby? Suck his fucking cock.”
    I
trembled, intolerant of any more delay. Gene may lack many things,
but when he put his mind to it, he knew how to cultivate a
paradisiacal response from me.
    I turned my head, mouth poised over the head of Carl’s cock.
My gaze clashed with his. He trembled with need. What exactly had
he seen on my face that lulled him so?
    “ Sara,” Carl whispered.
    I went to answer the same moment Gene’s mouth fused onto my
clit. Screaming at a banshee’s pitch, I pushed back to get more,
any of him.
    Carl
gathered more of my hair in his hand, and watched me with paramount
interest. My eyes never left his while my tongue swiped across him.
His lips parted. Breath slammed between his lips.
    “ Can you take all of that?” Carl’s half hearted attempt at
humour couldn’t cover the shaking in his voice.
    “ Oh she can, and she’ll like it.” Gene rumbled when my hips
shifted to entice him back, “A lot. She’s a kinky little
bitch.”
    Gene and
I both closed our mouths over the targets at the moment, in tune
for once. Carl’s hips lifted right off of the couch to meet my
first pass, until he slid all the way down my throat in one
delicious stroke.
    “ Ohh…” Carl stuttered, hands tightening in my hair.
“Fuck.”
    “ Feels good, doesn’t it?” Gene blew chilly air over my clit.
“The woman prides herself on knowing exactly what she’s
doing.”
    “ Yes…she does.”
    Gene
drove me insane with light licks and feathered swirls, so at war
with his rough demanding hands that bit into my thighs.
    I dislodged Carl from my throat, and he sighed. His hand slid
down my face with a warm laziness that seeped into his body, until
he liquefied into the cushions and pillows. So at odds with me, my
boyfriend kept me on the euphoric precipice, only to pull back and
start again, never to plummet.
    “ Gene,” I begged, feeling slightly psychotic. Where had my
anger gone, only to be replaced with such selfish need?
    “ Oh no, I want you wild.” Gene ripped the
robe in half, pulling the ragged fibres from my shoulders. I
shuddered. “I want you to crave me . Now, fuck
him.”
    A little
disconcerting, true, but I couldn’t think past the word
fuck.
    His hands closed on my waist and lifted me. He pressed my
back against Carl’s chest, so I sat in his lap, facing forward.
Gene held me there with one arm, keeping my body hovered just over
the other’s straining shaft. As I was lowered, the head of Carl’s
cock brushed my soaked core.
    My lips
parted, muscles coiled tight. I thought I might shatter any moment.
Gene lowered me another inch. Finally, penetration. Carl’s thick
shaft stretched me, inciting flames to race over my
skin.
    Then, Gene released me. The momentum drove his erection to
the hilt, blinding me with pleasure. Carl’s arm