Him

HIM


A Personal Fantasy

“He’ll be here in five minutes.”


With more than a little nervousness, Danny paced back and forth over the expanse of the apartment, trying not to bounce with every step.


Three years. Three years.


That was how long it had been.


“Danny, calm down. The man is not a serial killer-at least not from what I’ve heard.”


She chose to ignore the snide comment from her would-be roommate on the sofa. Shooting Raven a withering glance, she rolled her eyes. He didn’t exactly understand.

She hadn’t seen Eric in three years.


The man she’d met at age 18 and instantly felt a connection with. The man she was still largely in love with at the age of 26, when they were both supposed to have gotten on with their lives and remained “friends”. It made her feel more than a little guilty.
As she and Eric had once been together for a few short weeks, then deciding that distance and other factors were such that they didn’t permit a proper relationship, they had remained close. Each had had their share of encounters with the opposite sex; and while Danny had always declined to ask exactly who Eric had slept with, he remained the only man with whom she had shared the pleasure.


Not that she hadn’t been tempted.


Eric was intelligent, arousing in his own way. There was a reason he was the only man she’d ever slept with-the kind of man she’d pictured she would one day marry; but they had not gotten together at first because he made her blood boil and her loins ache-that had come later.


She treasured his friendship and love, she’d decided long ago, better than sex-though she was incredibly fond of the latter.


Then there were people like Raven who occasionally came into her life.


Almost imperceptibly, she glanced at her current roommate. He was the newest addition to InterCorp United, the company she had earned a place in right out of college. Two years into the experience, through dedication and an almost dog-like devotion to her job, she was being reviewed for an executive placement position. It was what she’d been hauling ass for. She loved her job-and had every intention of making it to the very top.
Raven was a senior partner-in town for the next two months to get settled into his new position in the London location; so, of course, in their endless myriad of tests to see if she was worthy of the executive position, they placed him in her apartment-only until he could “find his feet” of course.


Of course.


Raven was temptation incarnate. At just around 6’5”, he was lean, honed with muscles that came from his frequent “hands on” work. His skin had a deep tan hue that was of his New Zealand heritage and an utterly enticing head of dark waves. Violet eyes a piercing hue and a full mouth simply completed the package. He was drop dead gorgeous. Danny was willing to bet he had a woman in every city he had business in.


And sexy as the Adonis-like figure was, she was not going to be his London sweetheart. A) Because she was American and B) Because Eric, the man she loved would arrive in


“Two minutes.” She wrung her hands. “Two minutes.”


Raven arched a brow in intrigue and she just glared at him. People in the office didn’t see her in such a state. She usually played the roll of ruthless businesswoman to them. But, at this point, she didn’t care. She hadn’t seen her lover in 3 years-more physically, she hadn’t slept with him in 3 years; it was a pressing matter.


The next time she passed Raven, he caught her hips and brought her to a halt in front of him to look up at her with a wry smile. “Calm down.”


She ignored the warmth of his large, capable hands on her. “How do I look?”


She’d opted for a form-fitting, yet casual dress of blue linen-blue was Eric favorite color, wearing her mid-black length dark hair straight and simple diamond studs. Low maintenance, so she wouldn’t fidget, but hopefully alluring enough that he’d have her out of them in a heartbeat.


“Gorgeous.” Raven drawled in his Aussie-esque accent. His hands slid from her hips up to her waist as he drew her closer, opening his legs to accommodate her. She eyed him suspiciously. While she and her fellow business mogul had become pretty friendly, he was pressing his boundaries. She’d already told him no. Multiple times.


Before going and masturbating herself to sleep.


Damn him.


“What do you want, Raven?” She heard herself ask irately.


He chuckled softly at her tone, expression amused. “Sit in my lap and I’ll tell you.”


She exhaled hotly, pushing away from him. “One minute.”


Running a hand through his hair agitatedly at being thwarted again, he flopped back on the sofa. “You know he won’t be here.”


She ignored him, choosing rather to check the flowers on the table before him for the umpteenth time. “Men are always late.” He added in continuance.


Danny’s lips quirked slightly. “Don’t be a sore loser, Raven.”


He pretended a delayed reaction before his head perked up to meet her gaze. “I’m sorry, what was that? I was too busy checking out your arse to hear.”


She rolled her eyes.


He and Eric would definitely clash. While a sweet, kind man deep down, 30 year old Raven was a typical guy on the outside-the kind Eric despised. It would be interesting to see the way they bumped heads.


It was 6:05. Eric had promised to be there no later than 6. With a sigh, the young woman plopped down on the couch-on the side opposite that Raven occupied.


Men were late. She should have known.

Two hours later, she was cursing the existence of all men. Eric had called to say he’d been held over in New York longer than expected and he could be up to six hours late because of flying conditions. Not exactly the romantic evening she’d planned.


Raven cast the occasional glance over at her forlorn form from when he watched “the telly” on a random channel.


“Darling, he’ll be here.” He finally murmured softly, somewhere around nine.


“I know.” She replied sharply, glaring at him, before sighing at his questioning look. “I’m sorry.” Running a hand through her hair, she lay back against the couch, finally relaxing her stiff back. “This is what happens when you don’t get laid for 3 years.” She continued with a half-hearted smile.


Raven shook his head with a small smile of his own. “Happens to the best of us.” Reaching across the table to the bottle of Pinot Grigio she’d given him permission to uncork an hour before, he poured a generous portion into his glass and held it out to her, his eyes kind.


“Pft. Not you.” She barely cast it a glance before taking it to swirl with relish before taking a healthy swallow.


His brow arched. “Not me?”


She gave him a look. “When’s the last time you got laid, Raven? Honestly. Don’t tell me one of those model drop-outs at the office hasn’t taken a tumble with you yet.” And by model-drop outs, she was referring to the hotter than sin secretaries that earned their pay more by sleeping around than actually sitting behind a desk.


Raven, however, did not look amused. “Is that what you think of me?” He inquired flatly. “That I’ll romp around with anyone who offers?”


“Well-” Danny halted a moment before her frustration and her mouth could get her into trouble. Judging from the way Raven was looking at her and his verbal reaction, it was obvious that her assumption was false.


He wasn’t a playboy?


“I…I’m sorry….” She tossed back another swallow of her wine, not meeting his eyes. “I didn’t intend to offend. I’m just a little…miffed, Raven. I didn’t mean any offense.”


“Hm.” He replied, sitting back as he disacknowledged her.


Great.


Now he was pissed at her.


Her lover was late and her incredibly hot temporary roommate was angry with her. With a sigh, she sat back herself and drank some more wine, pissed enough at herself.


“6 years.”


She glanced over at Raven when he broke the moment of silence with a simple statement.


“Pardon?” She set her wine glass on the table as she turned her attentions to him.


“I said: Six years.”


“For…” She inquired, a bit confused.


His mouth curved in a wry smile. “Since I’ve ‘been laid’ as you call it so aptly.”


Danny’s mouth dropped open.


Six years? Six years?


He was bullshitting her.


“You’re joking.” She heard herself croak.


He shook his head, taking his glass back to refill it. “I most certainly am not. Five years, 11 months, 9 days, and some hours.”


Christ.


And she thought she felt horny. Raven must be in agony.


“Why….why haven’t you?” She asked dryly, staring at him in awe. He chuckled lightly at her expression.


“Well, contrary to popular belief, I’m very choosy about my partners. I like intelligent, dedicated, driven women. It also helps, of course, if they’re attractive.” His eyes caught hers. “Dark haired and dark eyed…ruthless in the business world…”


Danny’s insides twisted.


No…oh, no. She knew where this was going….


….then why couldn’t she look away from that heated purple gaze?


Damn, damn, double damn.


She was already aroused thinking about Eric’s coming-both literally and metaphorically…Raven wasn’t helping matters.


And…she had a glass of Pinot Grigio in her system. Not that she couldn’t control herself. That wasn’t a lot of alcohol. She could say no.


“Raven…” She murmured softly, placing a hand over his on the couch between them. “I can’t. Eric will be here any minute. You know I can’t.”


He frowned. “I thought he wasn’t your boyfriend..”


She reddened lightly. “Well, he’s not-”


“And he’s certainly not your fiancée.”


“Well…no….”


“And not your husband either.”


“No, but-”


With every statement, Raven grew closer until finally, his mouth was only inches from her own. His alluring, sumptuous, tempting-as-sin mouth. “And you’ve no agreement to be exclusive.” He breathed hotly against her lips, his hand resting on her bare thigh.


“W-well…no, we haven’t...” In fact, they’d “encouraged” each other to pursue other interests while they couldn’t be together. She had a feeling he’d taken that particular one more to heart than she. “But-”


“Shhhh…” He placed a finger over her parted lips and warmth flared to life in her belly. How long had it been since a man touched her? Kissed her? “You need this, Danny. I need it. Or we’ll be so wound up at work that we won’t be able to stand another moment being slave to the clock…” Raven’s mouth brushed over hers lightly, teasingly, and she moaned softly. “I’ve wondered what you taste like…”


“Raven-” He cut her off by pressing his lips to hers, snaking an arm around her waist as he pulled her to his chest. She inhaled sharply. It had been 8 years since she’d kissed anyone but Eric…Raven was delicious in his own way. He was darker, his scent spicier, more decadent. He tasted of the Pinot Grigio and his favorite Belgian chocolate that he hoarded jealously. She only recognized the taste because she snuck one every so often.


He was….intoxicating.


Her arms slid from being trapped against his chest to around his neck as his tongue probed at her mouth gently. With a soft moan, she let him in, her own tongue snaking out to greet his and glide in a slick, sensuous rhythmn. As he sucked on her bottom lip softly, making her shudder, he eased her back onto the couch, sliding a tautly muscled thigh between her own to press against her already aching core.


She gasped, clutching at him and arching against his chest in pure need and he groaned, burying his face in her shoulder to press a kiss there heatedly. She tingled all the way to her toes.


Her neck was her hot spot.


“Raven…” She murmured lowly as he nipped, then brushed his lips across the point of her pulse before sinking his teeth lightly into the crook or her neck and shoulder so she gave a small cry.


It felt so good…

“Wow...I thought only I knew that particular spot.”


Danny froze beneath Raven at an all-too-familiar voice.


She’d sent Eric the key to her London flat long ago.


The hot knot in her middle pulsed, begging to be sated at the same time icy guilt washed over her. Swallowing thickly, she pushed Raven from her slowly to look over his shoulder at her lover’s inscrutable expression.


She tried to speak, found she couldn’t, then tried again. “Eric…” She exhaled shakily. “I can explain…I promise this isn’t what it looks like-”


“It’s my fault.” Before she could even begin to defend herself, Raven turned, having straightened his shirt and regained his senses-despite the large bulge at the crux of his thighs. “Look mate, I was randy and I knew she was hot anticipating you…I didn’t mean to complicate anything.”


The younger man fixed him with his icy blue gaze. In that moment, Danny had a chance to assess the man she hadn’t laid eyes on for three years.


He had slimmed down-as a doctor, she supposed it was only natural. She had loved every inch of him before but now he looked harder, leaner. He was clean-shaven except for a goatee of red at his chin, and his auburn curls were clipped short. Dressed in black pants, a blue button up, and a long leather trench, he was, and had always been more than enough to make Danny swallow thickly.


She only hoped that wasn’t hate in his usually entrancing blue gaze.


“Who are you?” He addressed Raven in a neutral tone.


The elder man fixed him with his own stare. “Raven Croix. Senior partner.”


Eric’s eyes flickered to Danny. “He’s the one I told you about-the one who’s staying with me until he finds his own.” She hurried to explain.


A beat passed. A very uncomfortable beat.


“He’s the hottie with the tight ass who you can’t wait to see walk down the hall out of the shower every morning?”


Danny immediately turned cherry as Raven shot Eric an incredulous look. “She did not say that.” He inquired of Eric blithely.


The auburn haired man smirked. “Explicitly.”


Danny covered her face with her hands. Hating her was one thing. Humiliating her was another entirely.


Raven, however, was smirking at her embarrassed form. “You think my arse is tight, darling?”


“Shut up.” The young woman returned, muffled, at a complete loss for words.


“Well, I think it is.” Raven turned back to Eric with a slightly amused expression at his statement.


“Really?” The elder man seemed to be choosing his words wisely as he went on. “The way Danny described you, I didn’t think you played for the other team.”


“I’m a swinging door.” The younger of them was working off his coat, tossing it onto the couch next to Danny before he rounded to sit on the other side of her, reaching out to extract her chin from amidst her hands and reveal her reddening face with eyes bordering on tears. “Aw, baby….three years and all you have for me is tears?” With a small smile, he lowered his mouth to hers to kiss her softly, making her eyes widen. Raven watched with no small amount of interest.


After a moment, Danny’s eyes closed and she returned the kiss, lost in a myriad of emotions. He wasn’t angry with her? At all? She would have thought…well, for a moment she lost all thought as he sucked lingeringly on her tongue…but…he wasn’t…upset?


At her expression when he broke the kiss, Eric chuckled. “What?”


“Are you not…pissed at me?”


He arched a brow in genuine inquiry. “Why would I be pissed at you?”


She glanced back over her shoulder at Raven, who looked a little lost himself. “You walked in on me kissing another guy.”


Eric smirked. “Do you want me to be pissed at you?”


Her eyes widened once more. “No!”


“Well…in that case…no. I’m not. Personally. I think it was kinda hot.” He followed her gaze to Raven’s long form sprawled out over the sofa. At the sight, Danny’s pulse raced. God, he was gorgeous.


And time had turned Eric from the cute guy of her dreams to a hunk of pretty gigantic proportions himself.


She was between two hot men.


Dear sweet Lord…


“In fact…” Eric nudged her a little, bringing her back to reality as he slid past her to lean over Raven’s dubious form. “I think I might just want a taste myself…”
Danny inhaled sharply as the auburn haired man lowered his head to press his lips to Raven’s, sliding a hand down the man’s chest. She’d known Eric was bisexual the entire time she’d been acquainted with him…but Raven…she hoped Raven didn’t maim him for his latest transgression.


She had no idea as to her coworker’s sexuality.


Even so…as she sat there, watching the two men kissing, she squirmed, her hand snaking down between her thighs. It was unreasonably hot…and obviously, Raven wasn’t too opposed to it because he was stroking over Eric’s ass as comfortably as if he was accustomed to it.


With a last relishing squeeze Raven straightened, breaking the kiss blithely to lick his lips sensuously. “Well, darling…” He addressed her with a smirk, “Your lover’s almost as enticing as you are.”


Danny just stared, totally transfixed.


Eric chuckled lowly. “I think we might have shocked her a little bit.”


Raven’s lips curved. “Perhaps…though she doesn’t seem to dislike it…” His gaze dropped to the slender hand between her legs-stationary for the moment. He looked to Eric once more. “Would you mind terribly sharing? It’s been a while for me…I swear to you I’ll treat her nicely…before, during and after.”


Danny thought she might die of unfulfilled arousal.


Oh, yes please…


“If she doesn’t mind, I don’t.” Eric brushed his lips over the dark haired man’s once more. His voice lowered huskily. “I’ll show you how I made love to her…if you show me how you will.”


“If someone doesn’t show me something, I’ll show myself…” Danny’s voice trembled as she interceded on the conversation, slowly stroking up and down her already moist femininity through the thin lace of her panties.


Both men laughed at her intervention, Eric reaching out to take her arm and tug her to himself. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?” Carefully, he positioned her between himself and Raven, so that when he lowered himself, she was sandwiched between them, one hardness against her back and another between her legs.


The sensation was exquisite.


“I missed you, sweetheart.” He murmured a split second before he kissed her lingeringly, his hands massaging her sides slowly. She cupped his face, kissing him back with every ounce of feeling she possessed.


“I missed you too…” She whispered against his mouth, moaning as Raven arched his hips slightly, driving his clothed erection firmly into her back. His hands curled into her behind as he lifted her slightly, aligning her better with Eric’s hardness and allowing him access to her neck once more as he nibbled on her shoulder gently. He and Eric kissed briefly over said shoulder before the auburn haired man trailed kisses from her jaw down her opposite shoulder, the dual sensations making her shiver.


Her hands curled into Eric’s shoulders as his tongue flicked at the hollow of her throat, before they slide down his front to unto the buttons of his shirt slowly as she moaned softly.


“She’s quiet…” Raven murmured as he cupped her breasts, squeezing them lightly. Eric smirked at him over her shoulder.


“No, she’s not.”


Danny blushed hotly. “I can be.” She managed, squirming as Raven toyed with her erect nipples through the cloth of her dress.


Eric chuckled. “You won’t be tonight, honey.”


She shuddered, moaning more loudly as he took the hem of her dress to pull over her head, revealing her lacy black lingerie beneath. Raven sucked in a breath. “I’m not going to lie…I’ve fantasized about this for a long while.”


Danny managed to roll her eyes. “Pervert.” Not that she wasn’t enjoying it at the moment.


“She’s sexier naked.” Eric replied, as if she hadn’t spoken. She shoved at his chest.


“You’re worse than he is!”


Her lover only smiled. “We’ll see, won’t we?”


At the thought, she trembled, her secret haven slicking further.
Raven went back to toying with her nipples, making her squirm. “She has fantastic breasts.” Raising two fingers to his mouth, he wet them.


“I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t talk to me like I’m not-ohhhh…” Danny’s protest was cut off when his fingers returned to her breast to moisten her nipple as he rolled it between two fingers, his hand slipping beneath her bra.


Raven smirked. “I’m sorry, love. You have fantastic breasts.”


Eric chuckled softly. “You have fantastic everything, baby.” Reaching behind her, he unhooked her bra, sliding it down her arms to toss off of the side of the couch. If they weren’t hard before, her nipples pebbled firmly. “Though…” His tongue flicked at one. “I’m not really a boob guy…”


She inhaled sharply at his teasing as she tried to arch against his mouth, but was prevented by Raven’s firm grip on her. “Breasts are wonderful, mate.” He argued with Eric. “If I may…” He gestured Danny up onto her knees and turned her to face him. Her face flushed slightly at his seeing of her topless. Eric she was used to. Raven would take a while.


Her coworker only gave her a half starved look before taking her breasts in his hands, kneading them lightly, then taking a nipple into his mouth to suckle copiously. Danny moaned loudly, her hands tangling in his hair as the heat between her legs began to throb.


Eric’s lips curved. “Well, I see you have that handled…no pun intended.” Running his hands down her sides and hips lasciviously, the auburn haired man relished the view he was afforded of his lover’s behind in its lacy little thong. As Raven relinquished his prize with a wet pop, only to circle it with his tongue before switching to its twin, Eric smacked a pert globe lightly before grazing his teeth over it so Danny yelped.


He chuckled.


Danny herself was having trouble thinking straight. One of her deepest, darkest fantasies was being in the middle of a manwich and here it was, being played out before her…on her.


She felt like melting into a puddle of warm sexual goo. So close was she to coming from both pairs of hands on her she almost writhed.


So good…


Eric worked her thong off; down her thighs and over her legs so she finally stood, both men rising off the couch with her. The younger man ran his hands lingeringly down her sides, over her hips and down her thighs as he knelt behind her. Raven occupied her front, bringing his mouth back up to hers to thrust his tongue between her lips almost roughly, making her moan as he took a handful of her ass.


At the first touch against her womanhood, Danny’s knees almost buckled as she clung to Raven with a soft cry. Eric kissed the back of her thigh warmly, rubbing his middle and first fingers lightly over her clit so her breathing increased tenfold.


“Damn…” He murmured against her skin softly. “You’re soaking already, baby.” His fingers trekked back to slide against her almost unbearably slick entrance. She moaned shakily, her toes curling.


Ohgodohgodohgod…


He glanced up at Raven, whose eyes were clouded with lust. “You mind if I take care of this right quick? She’ll last longer after the first one.” His fingers dipped lightly into her entrance teasingly. “Won’t you baby?”


“Yes!” She almost begged, fairly writhing in need. The elder man among them smirked slightly.


“She loves this.”


Eric’s lips curved. “Of course.” Without further ado, he slid his ring and middle fingers into his lover to the hilt, his thumb resting against her clit. She fairly shrieked, clutching at Raven for balance as the man behind her began a quick, deep rhythm of thrusting designed for one purpose: to make her come. His thumb circled her clit torturously as he quickened his pace and Raven watched with rapt attention as she rocked back against his hand wantonly.


“Oh God…so close…Eric…I’m…gonna…oh f-”She went up on her curling toes as she climaxed almost violently, her thighs slicking with her fluids. Her knees buckled and Raven caught her as she clung to him, moaning deliriously as she rode out the waves of pleasure. Smiling self indulgently, Eric straightened, licking his fingers as he met Raven’s gaze.


The darker haired man groaned. “I want to taste her.”


The younger of them nodded. “You will. Give her a minute. She’s like a fucking energizer bunny.” Danny snorted indignantly, tiredly at that as Eric smoothed hair from her brow. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his erection against her behind from the back as Raven copied him in the front. Groaning herself, she rubbed against them both.


“Boys, boys…so impatient.” She teased lightly, now coherent enough to play her part. She pushed them both toward the couch before shoving them into a sitting position and standing above them. “Give me a moment.”


They shared an incredulous look before reaching for her simultaneously. Eric’s lips found her belly-button, which he exploited with his tongue, and Raven’s her thigh, which he kissed hungrily as he squeezed her behind. Gasping at the sensations, she wriggled free, taking the moment to push Eric’s unbuttoned shirt from his shoulders and toss away onto the floor. He and Raven took a leisurely moment to lock lips as she worked the latter man’s shirt free of his slacks before pulling it off over his head. With them both bare-chested before her, she almost salivated. Raven she’d seen before when he’d stepped out of the shower in the morning-lean, glistening muscles-not too bulky, not too streamlined. Eric’s body was new to her; after three years, he’d toned and chiseled, becoming more defined than Raven, slightly more massive.


They were both beautiful.


“Nice pecs…” Raven jibed, running his hands over Eric’s as the auburn haired man groaned.


“You’re not half bad yourself.”


Danny was in the middle of a feast of man flesh. She came between them to kiss and lick at their chests alternately, enjoying their contracting scents, spicy and musky; Eric’s chest lightly sprinkled with blonde hair and Raven’s absolutely bare. Their hands ran over her shoulder blades and down her back before returning to her neck. Eric massaged her neck firmly and Raven her shoulder.


She almost lost her concentration.


She had a mission.


Freeing her mind from the haze, she pushed their hands aside and undid their flies, her lover’s before her coworkers, unzipping and unbuttoning the barriers. Pants were yanked impatiently down well muscled legs. Eric may have been a boxer type of man and Raven a boxer-brief guy, but both had matching tents pitched in their underwear.


She smirked. “Take ‘em off, gents.”


Both were only too eager to comply as underthings went flying.


Which left Danny facing two very hard, very red, dribbling cocks.


She took one in each hand, enjoying the slight variation in feel, width and length. Eric was thicker-she was more familiar with him, and he throbbed at her touch. Raven’s member actually jumped in her hand and he made a half-tortured noise as she stroked his slightly longer sex. She nipped a pale thigh, then a tanned one, before eying them both.


“Wanna stand for me?” She inquired coyly.


They were on their feet in seconds. Danny continued to stroke each erection leisurely, running her thumbs over the tips before looking up at her charges with a seductive smile.


“Pick a number between one and ten.”


They both blinked, caught unawares by her question, but quickly recovered.


“Nine.” Eric managed.


“Four.” Was Raven’s guess.


The young woman laughed softly, nodding at her auburn haired lover. “You win darling. It was eight.” Without further ado, she deep-throated him, sucking copiously so he groaned, a hand tangling in her hair as her head began to bob up and down. He was as salty-sweet as she remembered-addictive even. She did not, however, forget her newest endeavor. After a moment, she switched, taking Raven’s cock deep into the back of her throat and beginning to pleasure him as well. His entire body shuddered as her took her face in both hands, thrusting gently into her mouth with her rhythm. She moaned. She loved it when Eric did that.


For numerous minutes, she switched back and forth between the two, enjoying their distinct tastes and the way their bodies trembled at her tongue and mouth upon them. Having this much control over one man was invigorating. Two was intoxication.
Finally, Eric groaned. “No more.” He tugged her arm until she stood between them, reluctantly giving up his cock. Raven crushed his mouth to hers as the auburn haired man’s hands slid all over her body. “How do we want to do this?” He murmured hotly in her ear.” Should I just bend you over the sofa? Or do you want it on your stomach? Or maybe against a wall?”


She moaned loudly. She wanted it any way she could get it at this point.


“Here…I have an idea.” Eric wrapped his arms around her waist, sitting back down on the couch and pulling her back towards him. He spread her legs as he situated himself between her thighs before pulling her down on his aching cock. She cried out, her fingers curling into his thighs as he groaned. “Oh, yes, baby…”


Raven was beating himself off at the sight as the young woman moaned, trembling at the feel of her lover throbbing inside her once again after so unbearably long. “Eric…oh, fuck…Eric…so good…” At his urging hands on her waist, she began to bounce up and down atop him, his erection sliding in and out of her with unerring friction. “Mmmmm…” She opened her eyes long enough to gesture to Raven, who came at her bidding to stand before her. Leaning forward, she adjusted her rhythm so she could envelop the older man’s cock with her mouth as she rode her lover’s beneath her. The feel of being twice penetrated was absolutely invigorating. Raven thrust shallowly into her mouth as Eric fucked her firmly from beneath. Her entire body trembled at the sensation as she moaned against Raven’s sex in her mouth, making him groan.


She grew closer to her second climax with every thrust, little mini-orgasms assaulting her when Eric hit places inside of her that made her see stars. Gasping and moaning, she drew back reflexively from Raven as her body trembled violently at her second coming. Eric groaned as she clenched around him before reluctantly pulling out, raising her on shaky legs to kiss her briefly as she tried to think straight.


“Ah….come here…” Raven pulled her to him, kissing her neck hungrily. “I’ve wanted you for so long, darling…” He kissed her lingeringly, tenderly, before he turned her away from him, urging her to bend over the sofa. She moaned softly, doing his bidding before he took hold of her behind and slid into her, making her cry his name as her fingers dug into the expensive leather. He groaned, throbbing inside her as he jerked his hips against hers reflexively.


Eric smirked, rounding the couch before her. “It has been a while for him, hasn’t it?”


Danny moaned, reaching for the younger man’s erection. As Raven thrust powerfully into her from behind, she worked on her lovers cock, suckling copiously as she kneaded his thighs, her own shuddering at Raven’s rough rhythm. He leaned forward to kiss her shoulder. “I’m not-” Thrust. “-hurting you-” Thrust. “Am I?”


She shook her head frantically, licking Eric’s erection like a lollipop. Raven groaned in acquiessense, his pace increasing dramatically until he finally took her hips in a vice-like grip as his own jerked spasmodically and he grunted his release. Danny gasped as she felt him come within her, his seed spraying her womb.


Raven groaned, breathing harshly for a moment before he brushed his lips over her spine reverently, finally pulling out of her so she moaned softly. “I’m sorry I couldn’t last longer for you.” He murmured against her cheek.


She shook her head, still fisting Eric’s cock. “Next time…”


“Speaking of which…” The auburn haired man before her lifted her over the couch in a smooth movement, scooping her into his arms to carry to the end of the room before lifting her against the wall and spreading her legs so she squirmed. He shoved into her in one rough thrust and she clawed at his back with a shriek, wrapping her legs around his waist as he immediately began a fast, brutal rhythm.


God, so good….She clung to him.


They had done it this way many times…he always touched her so deeply, drove her insane…Her hand fisting in his hair, she kissed him deeply and he groaned, his thrusts strengthening even further so she gasped, each one driving her closer…closer…She glanced over his shoulder at Raven on the couch, caressing his half hard cock leisurely as he watched…


And exploded.


Her fingernails raking down her lover’s back, she screamed his name as her most powerful orgasm of the night washed over her. He groaned in response to her muscles clenching around him and thrust into her one last time, spurting his seed within her as he bit into her shoulder firmly.


Both short of breath, neither moved for a moment until Eric finally let her down. She moaned, a bit lightheaded, her thighs slick.


Chuckling weakly, he kissed her. “Now that had to be enough, even for a nympho like you.”


Scowling, she punched his shoulder with all of her strength-meager at this point, before kissing him back. Never breaking the kiss, he lifted her into his arms to carry back to the couch, where he set her stop Raven’s prone form before joining them. With a contented sigh, the young woman lay her head atop the darker-haired man’s chest as Eric kissed down her spine gently.


Raven merely shook his head incredulously. “Christ…”


His male companion grunted his agreement.


As all three sweat-slick bodies cooled in the aftermath of mind-blowing sex, all three pondered what exactly the encounter meant…and more importantly…its later repercussions.


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Well guys, I know what you're thinking. What the hell was that? It's quite different than the style I usually write in and quite honestly, a lot more raunchy. What's the change you ask? Well, I actually wanted this story to be a little more primal...to contain a little more "real" sex, I suppose. I don't know if it worked or not. Review and give your opinion! I hope to do a little more with these characters, so give me the yay or nay so I can garner whether or not it's a good idea. Thanks!


Love


Darque