Honor Bound by Joey Hill (good novels to read in english TXT) 📗

left that she couldn’t swallow. Sliding back up, she let him slip loose, then teased with her teeth along the underside until she reached his testicles. She sucked one into her mouth.

Ford swore, fisted his fingers in her hair.

“Share the wealth, buddy.” Simon’s body heated her back, then he, too, rose to his knees beside her.

She lay flat, and his cock bobbed invitingly. “Take him,” Ford urged. He’d given his taste first, now he could watch. Sophia loved that. Somehow it made them a couple, and Simon the third, though a very delectable third.

She slid her lips down Simon’s cock. He was a tad thicker than Ford, but a bit shorter.

His chest was smooth while Ford’s was lightly matted. Their individuality heightened the experience beyond what she could have imagined. She took Simon deep, his scent

pleasantly pungent, his taste saltier.

Ford wrapped her hand around his cock, and she stroked him while sucking Simon. It was a feeling like no other, the differences in their sizes, scents, tastes, Simon’s smooth length versus the vein throbbing along the side of Ford’s cock. Even the way they licked and sucked her clitoris had been unique to each.

How she’d missed indulging in men.

Sliding Simon from her mouth, she said, “I could get used to this.” Then she took Ford again. Sweeter. Better? Only for the emotion she had about him. Everything with him was more than with Simon simply because of her undeniable emotions.

Ford had rescued her from tomorrow. From twenty years of denying her needs.

How many times she switched, Sophia didn’t know, didn’t care. Their tastes mingled, became one. Until Ford straddled her, the underside of his testicles caressing her abdomen.

“I need these breasts.” Plumping them around his cock, he stroked in, out, the

plum-colored crown beckoning her lips. “Suck Simon while I do this.”

She closed her eyes, pulled Simon into the depths of her mouth, and reveled in the sensation of skin on skin, Simon’s balls shaved smooth, Ford’s sac scratchy with five o’clock shadow. She would have laughed if her mouth wasn’t full.

“Fuck, that’s good, princess.”

She sucked harder, and Simon groaned, pumped faster, his rhythm slightly off tempo with Ford’s.

“She going to make me come, buddy,” Simon punctuated with a growl.

“Not yet.” Ford sighed. “This is too damn good to stop.”

They talked over her, about her, compliments, curses. Ford’s spicy scent filled her head as Simon’s taste teased her tongue.

“Shit. Enough or I’m gonna come.” Simon pulled free, nostrils flared, his lips parted as he dragged in air.

Ford had closed his eyes, lost in the plump flesh of her breasts. Lazily he lifted his lids and gazed at her. “Do you know how hot it is to see your lips wet with his come?”

He made her feel so perfect, she couldn’t utter a word. She’d wanted all the attention, for everything to be about her, but pleasing them, making their cocks hard, their balls heavy with the need to climax—that was just as important.

“I need to watch him fuck you, baby.” Ford stroked her cheek tenderly.

“Yes.” She needed him to watch.

“Oh, goodie,” Simon said, rubbing his hands together and breaking the sudden needy tension between them.

“How do you want it?” She didn’t ask Simon, she spoke to Ford.

“On your hands and knees, doggie style.”

In her staid relationships, the position was undignified; even the name was. Now she wanted it more than she could say. God help her, she didn’t even care which man gave it to her, who took or who watched, because they were both a part of it.

“Come on, baby.” Ford helped her up. From the bedside table where he’d left them, he tossed Simon a condom. Holding her chin, he promised, “This will be so fucking hot.”

Simon touched her backside, cupped her hip with one big hand,his fingers sliding into the crease of her leg and groin.

“Take her slowly,” Ford ordered.

“You’re gonna kill me, man.” Simon’s cock rested at her center, then he slid forward, over her clit, rubbing himself in her moisture, lubricating the condom. “She’s so damn wet.”

Sophia heard the chuckle in his voice, adored the matching grin on Ford’s face. She’d never been with men so vocal.

“Fuck her, Simon. Fuck her good.” Ford’s eyes blazed.

Simon pushed, a shallow penetration.

“Deeper,” she begged.

He gave her another couple of inches. “That deep enough for you, princess?”

She snorted inelegantly. “You know it’s not.”

“Just don’t want to take you too fast,” he said, giving yet another mere inch or two.

“Tease,” she threw over her shoulder, glancing at him.

His smoky gray eyes sparkled, and she imagined him in the closet with his journeyman, laughing down at her as she took his cock deep into her mouth, then groaning as she sucked hard.

He slammed home, and she cried out. “Oh, God, so good.”

Ford stroked her chin. “You okay, baby?”

“Make him go faster,” she begged.

“You heard the lady.”

Simon pulled out, thrust deep, his cock grazing the sensitive G-spot deliciously.

“I need you,” she murmured to Ford.

“In a minute. Just a little more Simon for you.”

“I need your cock now.” She folded him into her hand and sucked him down. Lord, there was nothing like it, Ford’s flavor tantalizing her taste buds, his aroused scent flooding her nose, Simon’s thick cock drilling high.

Then Ford groaned belly deep, his penis flexing, pulsing. Holding her head, he fucked her mouth, his rhythm matching each stroke of Simon’s cock inside her. A mini orgasm rippled through her, like the preshock of a mighty earthquake.

“Shit.” That was Ford.

“Fuck,” Simon followed. “Let me come, Ford,” he added with a grunt, as if he needed Ford’s permission.

“Do it.”

Simon’s cock spasmed with the hot pulse of semen, his fingers bruising her flesh deliciously in his throes.

Ford held out until Simon gave a last gasp, then he pulled from her mouth, still hard, dripping precome, and sat back on his haunches, his breathing harsh. “My turn,” he whispered.

Retreating, Simon stroked a hand over her hip, then climbed off the bed, heading for the bathroom to dispose of the condom.

For a moment, it was just