A little breathy moan burst from her lungs.

Chassie unhooked buckles, unzipped and peeled their jeans open, making sure the zipper teeth weren’t anywhere near the delicate skin. When she had a cock in each hand she stroked steadily, from base to head.

“Get us wet with your mouth first.”

Chassie buried her face in Trevor’s lap.

“Oh. Yes, that’s it,” Trevor said.

“Now me.”

Chassie swiveled and sucked Edgard’s cock, letting her saliva coat the length.

“Enough,” he said gruffly. “Both of us.”

Again those strong fingers palmed his dick. Her thumb brushed the wetness on the crown with every pass and she used the pearly drops seeping from the tip for additional lubrication.

The sounds of her hands moving, skin slapping on skin, echoed in the cab. Tendrils of hair stirred around Chassie’s head as the heater vent blew directly on her face. Her eyes were closed, cheeks rosy, lips parted and thighs clamped together tight as she worked them over.

Edgard glanced over to see Trevor white knuckling the steering wheel. It was sexy as hell watching Chassie’s hand jacking Trevor off in the same rhythm Edgard felt on his own cock. “Did you teach her how to do this, Trev? Or is she just a goddamn natural?”

“Taught her,” Trevor panted. “But Chassie picked up some tricks on her own.”

“Damn you’re good at that, querida.”

Chassie made an affirmative noise, never faltering in her stroking motion.

“How close are you?” Edgard asked, starting to bump his hips, wanting, needing that explosive rush.

“Real close. Goddamn close. You?”

“Same.” Edgard lifted his hand to Chassie’s mouth, tracing her lips. “Suck my finger. Suck it like it’s my cock.”

Trevor did the same. “That’s it, baby. Suck ’em both together. Gives me an idea.

Wouldn’t that be something, Ed? Having both our dicks in her mouth at the same time?”

Edgard growled at the visual and how amazing that would feel.

The feel of Chassie’s warm, moist mouth, her rough tongue and Trevor’s thick finger rubbing alongside his inside that wet heat had Edgard’s balls drawing up.

He and Trevor said, “Faster,” at the same time. Her pace increased. Trevor groaned.

That sweet familiar sound of Trevor’s release and Edgard started coming, fucking Chassie’s tight fist, watching as his come coated her fingers. His free hand gripped her thigh and he held his breath until he damn near passed out.

The truck swerved and he looked over at Trevor. “Jesus. Please tell me that you didn’t close your eyes.”

A sheepish grin appeared. “Just for a second.”

Chassie gave both their dicks one last squeeze to twin groans. “Perfect timing. We’re almost home.”

“Yeah, but we ain’t close to done.”

After they put away the groceries, Trevor snagged Chassie by the hips and pulled her into his embrace for a long, steamy kiss.

“What was that for?” she asked when they finally broke apart.

“Because I love you. I love you like crazy.”

She nuzzled his neck, breathing his scent into her lungs.

“So, you’re game to try something…new?”

“Haven’t we tried just about everything? Twice?”

Trevor leaned back and looked at her. “Not everything.”

Chassie’s heart skipped a beat at his challenging expression. “Like what?”

Edgard pressed his front to her back, stringing hot openmouthed kisses down her neck, making her shiver. “Like spanking.”

Her heart threatened to beat right out of her chest.

“You’ve got a great ass,” Trevor said, scraping his teeth up the other side of her throat. “I wanna see it nice and pink while Edgard fucks it.”

“Oh. Um. Well. I-I—”

“We wouldn’t really hurt you,” Edgard murmured behind her. “We just wanna play with you a little rough.”

She peeked over her shoulder at Edgard.

“You’ve been bad today. Sassing us with that mouth will just cause us to find more inventive uses for it.”

“Damn straight.” Trevor asked, “You find what you were lookin’ for, Ed?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

The exquisite attention to both sides of her neck sent delicious vibrations straight to her pussy. “I take it you’ve done this sort of thing before?”

“Oh yeah.” Trevor chuckled, then sank his teeth into her earlobe. “Been awhile so I’m anxious for you to get them britches off.”

“Me too. Where we doing this, Trev?”

“Right here in the living room. Drop them drawers, baby.”

She moved back and began to undress.

“Shirt comes off too,” Edgard piped in. “And watch us while you’re getting ready for us.” He stepped into the space she’d vacated and kissed Trevor. Not with his usual ravenous appetite, but pure seduction. Edgard nibbled and licked Trevor’s lips, never quite delving inside his mouth. Trevor’s low growls didn’t spur Edgard to give in. If anything it primed him to back off.

Chassie had no problem doffing her jeans, but her fingers fumbled with the buttons on her shirt as she watched Edgard tormenting her husband.

“Touch me, dammit,” Trevor said, arching closer, angling his head for a more complete kiss.

Edgard latched onto Trevor’s ass and rolled their hips together. Side to side. Up and down. Tiny circles. Every time he retreated, Trevor’s body sought more contact. Edgard teased with his mouth and his body, controlled every movement and countermovement, literally making Trevor sweat.

It was erotic as hell.

Then Edgard backed off and faced Chassie, giving her an appreciative once-over.

“Brace your hands on the wall.”

She swallowed the small bit of fear and did as Edgard instructed, keeping her body at a right angle as her palms pressed against the paneled wall. She heard clothing being removed, the jingle of belt buckles and coins. The pop pop pop of snaps coming undone.

She’d focused so completely on sound, she jumped when rough hands caressed the globes of her ass. Over and over. Whisper soft. Her stomach muscles quivered with anticipation and clenched when that first sharp blow finally landed. She gasped, “Oh God.”

“Look at me.”

Chassie cranked her head and met her husband’s glittering eyes as his hand swatted her ass cheeks again. This time it wasn’t her stomach that clenched, but her pussy. “Oh.”

Edgard stepped into her peripheral view and tipped her chin up. “Not another sound.

Take your licks like a good girl, understand?”

She nodded.

“Good. Eyes forward. Keep goin’, Trev.”

Her husband peppered her ass until every inch of it stung. Every inch of it burned with erotic fire. About halfway through it’d stopped being punishment and became…pleasure. The heart-pounding wait for the connection of his hand. The stinging slap. The excruciating delay, then the delicious payout as the sound of flesh meeting flesh reverberated around her, up her spine, hardening her nipples as her skin burned.

Trevor said, “I can smell those sweet, sweet pussy juices.” His fingers slid down the crack of her ass, stopping when they encountered wetness. “You’re absolutely drippin’ wet, Chass. You like this.” He pumped two fingers inside her.

She arched and bumped her hips back for more. Oh God. She was so close.

“Stop,” Edgard demanded. “She doesn’t get to come yet.”

Chassie whimpered.

Four hard spanks, harder than before, landed low, down by her thighs. Then Edgard’s voice, dark and dangerous, was in her ear. “Thought I told you no sounds.”

She bit her lip.

“Do you think I’m being cruel for not letting you come?”

Chassie nodded.

“But, querida,” he crooned in that impossibly sexy accent, “the build-up is the best part. When we’re done you’re gonna come so hard you’ll be begging for us to spank you again.” Edgard licked the shell of her ear. “And again.”

Everything—her burning ass, her wet pussy, the tingles racing down her spine from Edgard’s seductive whispers—felt so good Chassie was on sensory overload. She’d chomped her bottom lip with such force she tasted blood.

“Three more. Each side. Down low,” Edgard instructed. “Then get what we need.”

Trevor hummed his approval and she heard the wet sucking sounds of them kissing.

The blows came fast and hard. Her legs and arms shook. Fingers traced her crack again, delved inside her cunt again. Three fingers this time, pushing deep. In. Out. In.

Out. Almost there, please. Don’t stop.

A slower withdrawal as her own juices were painted up to her tailbone.

“Look at me.”

Not Trevor’s voice. Edgard’s.

Again Chassie twisted to look over her shoulder.

Edgard lowered into a crouch, his tongue licked a line from her clit, through her swollen pussy lips, stopping to swirl around the entrance to her sex, then lapping at her hole and following the split between her butt cheeks up to her tailbone. He stood and smacked his lips.

Chassie couldn’t help but groan as her head dropped helplessly between her arms.

She couldn’t stop the scream when her burning backside was doused with ice.

“That’s it. Now let us hear you, baby.”

Hot. Cold. Wet. Hands on her. Fingers in her. Too much sensation. She started to collapse from the effort to keep herself upright.

Trevor scooped her up and perched her on the couch. “Spread ’em wide.”

Somehow her brain processed the command as the scratchy couch material abraded her bare back. Two mouths kissed up the inside of her thighs and met in the middle of her twitching sex. She screamed when those two tongues began their assault. One hot. One cold. Licking her clit, then stopping to tangle as Edgard and Trevor shared an intimate kiss at the intimate heart of her. She grabbed two handfuls of hair, canting her pelvis, whimpering, wanting, needing.