Missing Linc by Kori Roberts (i can read books .TXT) 📗

Mitch lifted Tomi off the seat and onto his lap. With his hands

wrapped around her waist, Mitch positioned her so that she straddled his legs with her back

against his chest. When their eyes met in the rearview mirror, Tomi looked at Linc with the

same hunger he”d seen in Mitch”s expression. And Linc was certain that it matched the one

burning in his own gaze.

Linc didn”t give himself time to think about the consequences as he unzipped his pants,

reached inside, and pulled his cock free. As he stroked up and down his shaft, he stared at

Tomi”s pussy. Smooth and hairless, it was wet with her arousal; the cream that coated the lips

was visible, even in the darkened interior of the limo.

Mitch lowered Tomi onto his waiting dick, and the sound of three distinct moans rang

out as he pushed inside her. Once he was fully seated, Mitch began fucking Tomi hard and

deep, his big dick stretching her wide. Each time he thrust, Linc reciprocated the move, his cock, hot and leaking, fucking into his hand as he imagined it was Tomi”s warm, wet heat

instead.

“Oh…fuck me, baby.” Tomi”s eyes closed, and her head fell back against Mitch”s

shoulder as she rode him.

Mitch kept one hand wrapped around her waist and used the other hand to pull the top

of her dress down, exposing her perfect breasts for Linc to view. Mitch massaged each breast,

pausing to play with her nipples, rubbing and rolling the darkened berries between his

thumb and forefinger.

Their voices became a constant chorus of moans and groans, begging and pleading,

their bodies came together frantically, the movements filled with urgency and desperation.

“Goddamn…you feel good.” Mitch pounded into Tomi; her body vibrated from the

force of his thrusts.

“Yes.” Linc saw Tomi”s body begin to shake. “Gonna come again.”

“Ride me, baby.” Mitch encouraged her. The hand around her waist moved between

her legs and played with her clit. “Come on my cock.”

Tomi began to wail even before Mitch finished speaking, her body trembling

uncontrollably on top of him, fluids squirting from her as she came. Mitch was right behind

her, shouting her name while slamming inside her.

The sight of Mitch”s cock sliding in and out of Tomi”s pussy, covered in a mixture of his

cum and her cream, was more than Linc could take. He shot so hard, his ears rang and vision

blurred. It was through sheer willpower that he managed to stay on the road; his hands were

shaking, and he barely maintained control of the steering wheel.

The sounds of their combined breathing floated through the limo, and it took several

minutes before Linc could finally think clearly. The clock on the dashboard confirmed that

less than an hour had passed since he”d picked them up from the airport, but it felt like an

eternity. He looked down at his cum-covered hand and grimaced. Linc leaned over, opened the

glove compartment, and removed a small box of Kleenex. He pulled several out of the box

and cleaned his hand as much as possible while he continued to drive. Glancing in the back

of the limo, he saw Mitch and Tomi pulling tissue from the built-in dispenser as they tried to

do the same thing.

“Sorry, we made a mess back here,” Mitch called out as he helped Tomi adjust her

dress.

Linc shrugged. “Don”t worry about it. Leather cleans easily.” A smile spread across his

face. “Besides, the privilege of witnessing the two of you together in the back of my limo

more than made up for anything you leave in it.”

Tomi met his eyes in the mirror and smiled. Running her fingers through her hair, she

said, “I guess you see this kind of thing all the time, huh?”

“Occasionally,” he admitted. “But I”ve never seen anything as incredible as the two of

you.” It was true. The chemistry between them was amazing.

“We haven”t done anything like this is a long time,” she confessed. “I guess the

atmosphere” — she gave him a sultry look — “and the audience brought our wild sides to the

surface.”

Afterward, they settled into a comfortable silence. Mitch and Tomi cuddled together in

the backseat, sharing whispered words and gentle kisses, and Linc drove on autopilot, his

thoughts still focused on the events of the past hour. What he”d done was completely out of

the realm of professionalism, yet Linc didn”t feel an ounce of guilt about it. Tomi and Mitch

had a certain magnetism that he found irresistible. Linc hadn”t been this attracted to one

person — let alone two people — since…well…in a very long time.

Before he knew it, Linc was pulling into the circular drive of the hotel. He parked the

limo and turned off the ignition before turning around to look at his passengers. “Well, we made it to the hotel, and we”re all still in one piece.” Although Linc had no

idea how he”d done it. With all the activity in the limo, his attention span was nonexistent.

Sheer luck got them to their destination without him running over anyone in the process.

Linc got out of the limo and walked around to their door. He waited for them to climb

out of the limo before he moved to the trunk and began unloading their luggage. He handed

each piece to the hotel attendant, who loaded it onto a baggage cart. Once Linc removed the

last piece from the trunk, he turned to Mitch and Tomi, who stood off to the side.

“It was nice to meet both of you.” Linc smiled, ignoring the inexplicable

disappointment he felt knowing that he wouldn”t see these two people again. “Welcome

again to San Juan. I hope you have a great wedding and an even better honeymoon.”

Smiling broadly, Mitch reached out to shake his hand. “Thanks, man. That was a hell of

a ride and the best way to start a vacation.” When Linc pulled his hand away, there was a

fifty-dollar bill in his palm.

“I can”t take this.” Linc held the money out to him. Mitch tried to protest, but he

insisted. “Trust me.” He chuckled. “The pleasure was as much mine as it was yours.”

“Well, there has to be a way for us to thank you for making our trip enjoyable thus

far,”