did it again. And again.
God, that was hot.
Not as hot as Adrian's tongue, slipping over her clit, though. Fuck. Adrian smiled against her skin, letting her know how pleased he was with her reaction. She could read him even when she couldn't see him.
"Don't stop, please, Ades."
He licked again, then backed off, blowing a stream of air over her folds.
"He's a right tease, isn't he, sweet? Are you a tease, too?" Packer pushed against her fingers, hard and needy.
"No. I take what I want." Now. She was tired of waiting. Adrian licked and she bit her bottom lip, thumb working the wet tip of Packer's cock, the slit slick. "Fuck."
"That's it, girl. You need to take what you want." Packer was like a shoulder devil or something, the voice of naughty.
She reached down with her hand that wasn't incredibly busy exploring Packer's cock, fingers tangling in Adrian's hair, tugging him closer. Adrian moved for her, his cheeks pressing against the insides of her thighs, his tongue working her clit mercilessly.
"Oh. Oh, fuck. Right there..." She turned her head, lips open, hunting skin.
She got it, Packer moving right in to kiss her again, his lips rising up from where he'd been nibbling on her shoulder. She moaned, fingers working Packer's cock, her entire body burning. They were making her crazy. Packer shifted a bit, still working into her hand, but moving around so he could touch her, too. His fingers found her right where Adrian's mouth did.
Oh, fuck. Adrian was licking her, licking Packer's fingers which were flicking her clit and she was on fire. They were so in sync, so attuned that they had like a mind meld or something. Their mouths moved at the same time, Adrian's tongue pressing into her as Packer bit her lower lip.
Calleigh's breath hitched and her thighs started shaking. Fuck. Fuck, she was going to...
"Come on, sweet. Now." The 'now' came with a flick of Packer's fingers and a push of Adrian's tongue. Then she was flying. When she could focus again, Adrian was kissing Packer, cock sliding against her.
They were both moving, slow and easy to begin with, hips rocking. The wet sound of their kiss was insanely erotic. She reached out, fingers sliding over both of their chests. Both so different, but so hot, so male.
Packer was fuzzy. Adrian waxed. Vain man.
She gathered the drops of salt at the tip of Packer's cock, licked her fingers, curious to know if Packer tasted different. Different, but the same, really. She licked her fingers again.
"God." Adrian had turned to stare at her, his eyes like fire on her skin.
She moaned, licked her lips, tugged the tip of Packer's cock again.
"Fuck." Packer slammed against her and Adrian, moving faster all of a sudden. Probably because now he had the undivided attention of both her and Adrian. She scooted down, pressing hard against Adrian's cock even as her lips wrapped around the tip of Packer's prick.
"Christ on a pogo stick." Packer bucked, panting hard.
"Oh, fuck, baby girl..." Adrian pushed into her, making her toes curl and she started sucking. They were all moving together again, just like they were in perfect concert or something. The sounds and smells made her want to explode.
Packer got one hand under her neck, supporting a little, and she opened eagerly, taking more. Packer was never a bit tentative. The man knew what he wanted, and he took it. He pushed into her mouth, slipping as far in as she could handle.
Adrian cried out, and his hands were everywhere, pinching and stroking and petting and making her crazy. All the while he was driving into her, the little ache perfect. It had been so long. So long, and this was like nothing else, ever. Crazy. Insanely hot.
She saw Packer grab Adrian and tug him in for another kiss, watched how Packer devoured her Adrian out of the corner of her eye. She was -- oh god, she was going to just burst, explode into thousands of tiny little pieces. She pulled on Packer's cock, fingers pinching one of her nipples, driving herself