in her dreams. They had never talked to her like this before. What made them do so now? Whatever it was, didn’t matter. Garrick was right. Her pussy did throb with need. Its juices did run freely down her thighs despite still wearing her panties. Jeni moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder as Edward leaned down to take one of her nipples into the warmth of his mouth.
Her empty channel pulsed with the need to feel one of them fucking into her with their thick cock. She needed to feel them inside her, stretching her, and filling her until she was sure she couldn’t take another inch of them inside her.
Edward moved from one breast to the other, alternately licking and suckling the hard peaks.
Reaching down, she grasped Garrick’s cock in her hand and started to stroke it, needing the contact with that part of his body. She needed to know that she gave him pleasure as they, in turn, gave it to her.
Edward stopped suckling and laving her breasts to look downward. Kneeling before her, he pulled one leg over his shoulder, resting her thigh against the side of his neck. Leaning close, he took a deep breath and sighed. “She smells as good as she did in our dreams, Garrick.” Leaning closer, he swiped his tongue through her wet slit and groaned. “And she tastes just as sweet.”
Jeni’s hips jerked at the contact and he grinned. “You liked that, did you?”
“You know I did.” Her answer came out little more than a whispered pant. How could she not like it? Her entire body quivered with need, with the anticipation of what he would do next.
With a chuckle, Edward lowered his head to her sex, pulled her nether lips open with his fingers and sucked her clit into his mouth.
Jeni jerked in Garrick’s arms as he held her upright. The feel of Edward’s mouth on her clit, suckling and nibbling was enough to drive her over the edge. Throwing her head back against Garrick’s shoulder, Jeni arched her back and screamed through the first climax of what she knew would be many. Even in her dreams, these two never stopped making love to her until she’d climaxed at least three times.
“Are you ready for us, love?” Edward asked as he stood up. Taking her face in his hands, he bent and pressed his lips against hers.
Jeni tasted herself on his lips a sweet yet tangy flavor that she had also tasted in her dreams. They had seemed so real. Like this. Her heart skipped a beat at the thought that perhaps this was nothing more than a dream as well.
She licked her lips and pushed the thought aside. She refused to let it bring her down. Whatever this was, was a gift from someone and she would not squander what little time she had with her men.
“Yes, but wait a minute.” She moved to the nightstand next to her bed and removed a bottle of sesame oil that she used to moisturize her skin. She didn’t have traditional lubricant. She hadn’t really thought her dreams would come true. What she had on hand would have to do.
She handed the bottle to Garrick. “One of you will have to do the honors.” Her face burned with mortification. It was one thing to dream about this. It was something else altogether to actually go through with it. “I haven’t ever had a man back there, but I have been making myself ready for you both. However, we’ll need the oil.”
“Listen to our Lady Jeni, Edward. She thinks of everything.” Garrick looked down at the bottle of oil. “Oil from sesame,” he said with a frown. “I don’t think I have ever heard of such.”
“It doesn’t matter as long as it does the job, Garrick.” Edward snapped the lace at the side of her panties and pulled them scrap from between her legs. Positioning himself on the bed, he reached out and pulled her over him. “Let us prepare her for our possession.”
Cupping the back of her neck, Edward pulled her down for his kiss. His fingers tangled in her hair as he thrust his tongue into her eager mouth. She had been waiting for this, needing this
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