“Jesse, I can’t take this,” she cried out as one of his hands held hers while the other helped lift her hips enough to allow him to begin a series of those easy thrusts into her ass.

She was breaking apart. She could feel her cunt tightening, spasming, begging to be filled. She was within seconds of screaming out that need when the lock to the office door clicked and the door slowly opened.

Lucian Conover stepped into the room, pocketing the key as he moved to the couch. His fingers began working quickly at the buttons of his shirt.

“Terrie?” Jesse whispered her name as his c**k throbbed inside her tight ass.

She stared up at Lucian, knowing her cunt caught his gaze, the glistening juices that covered the bare folds as Jesse raided her anus. He undressed quickly, his c**k springing free as he dropped his pants, the thickly veined shaft engorged and more than ready to fill her.

“Is this what you want, Terrie?” Lucian asked her as one hand went to his thick erection. “I’ll leave if you want me to.”

But did she want him to? Her eyes strayed to his c**k as her mind filled with the erotic thoughts of him filling her, easing the blistering need that tormented her pu**y.

He bent to his knees, spreading her legs further, his head lowering to her swollen clit as Jesse began to thrust slowly in and out of her ass once again. Their half reclining position allowed him to pull his c**k free by several inches before powering it home again, rocking her body with the streaking pleasure/pain as Lucian’s suckling mouth locked onto her clit. It didn’t take long before the beginnings of the first explosive orgasm ripped through Terrie’s body. She tightened, crying out, fighting for balance when Jesse lifted his hands, gripped the nipple clamps and released her tormented flesh as the first explosion tore through her.

She had no more than screamed his name when Lucian came to his feet, bending his knees and began to work his c**k into the convulsing muscles of her pu**y.

“Easy, baby. There, sweetheart. Feel how good it can be. Feel, Terrie, just how f**king good it can be.” He stilled beneath her as Lucian began to f**k inside her with slow, short strokes, pushing his bulging c**k deeper inside the fist-tight confines of her pu**y.

Her eyes widened, her gaze darkening as Jesse continued to croon at her ear, his c**k throbbing in her ass as Lucian worked his impressive erection deep inside the tightened channel of her cunt.

She was gasping, begging, distantly amazed that the cries and pleas were coming from her own throat.

“Yes.” Her head fell back on Jesse’s shoulder as his lips pressed to her cheek. “Yes. God. Fuck me. Jesse, make him f**k me hard, before I die.”

Her hoarse words acted as a catalyst on the two men. She didn’t know whose hands supported her above Jesse’s body; she didn’t care. In perfect synchronization she felt Jesse’s c**k slide nearly free of the grip of her ass while Lucian’s thrusted, strong and sure, deep into her gripping pu**y. Lucian pulled back, only to have Jesse surge inside the clasping heat of her ass.

The dual penetrations were more than her heightened emotions and overly sensitive body could process at once. As they began to f**k her hard and fast, their groans blending with her feminine cries, she tumbled headlong into an orgasm so explosive, so violent she lost her breath, lost her control and surrendered herself to the cyclonic whiplash of emotion and pleasure/pain that ripped through her body. Lucian and Jesse groaned her name and began spurting their own releases deep inside her spasming channels.

Chapter Fifteen

“There, baby…” It wasn’t over. Hours later Terrie trembled, her body soaked with perspiration as yet another orgasm tore through her.

Jesse’s c**k was spurting heavily up into her swollen pu**y, as Lucian once again gained his release in the tight recess of her ass. There had been little respite in the hours they had pleasured her. Jesse had held her once, watching, whispering explicit directions to her as they both watched Lucian part the lips of her cunt, his c**k stroking slowly inside her, driving her insane as Jesse told her how beautiful it was, whispered to her how beautiful she was in her pleasure.

And the pleasure was never ending.

There was little resistance in her when they finally pulled free of her body and Jesse helped her collapse weakly to the couch. Night had fallen, the offices she knew were empty and she was too replete, too satisfied to even consider moving now.

She felt the soft sheet drape her body as her eyes closed in weariness, only dimly aware of Jesse and Lucian dressing.

* * * * *

Jesse watched her. Weariness dragging at his limbs as he zipped his slacks and watched Lucian re-button his own shirt. The other man was quiet, reflective, as he glanced at Terrie. Her hair flowed over her shoulders, clinging damply to the moist flesh as she drifted into sleep.

“Thomas didn’t deserve her,” Lucian sighed as her breathing deepened.

“I do, Lucian.” Jesse was very well aware of the fact that there were several of the members of their group who had had their eye on Terrie even before Thomas’s death. “She’s mine.”

Lucian nodded sharply. He more than the others, Jesse knew, had been interested. Just as he knew that any woman who accepted Conover would likely be biting off more than she could chew.

“She’s a one-man woman,” Lucian sighed, grinning rakishly. “I doubt she would appreciate the plans I had for her.”

“Wrong woman,” Jesse agreed.

Lucian nodded again. “Take care of her, Jesse. She loves you, you know.”

Yeah, he knew that, Jesse thought. She had proved that the night before in ways he would have never imagined.

“As I love her, Lucian,” he sighed. He always had. For as long as he had known her.

Lucian nodded abruptly then left the office with a quick, purposeful stride. Jesse shook his head as he collapsed in the chair across from Terrie and watched her sleep.

She was the most beautiful thing in the world to him. For years he had feared he would have to eventually restrain his sexuality to have her. Tamp down the need to see her surrendering to the ultimate pleasure. That of allowing her body to be completely, overwhelmingly submissive to her own desires. To take the greatest gift he had to offer her. The gift of her complete, uninhibited sexuality.

Some women had that hidden core, the darker desires, the search for the ultimate pleasure. Just as Jesse and those like him held the male half of that core. The need to see and to feel the surrender of their women to that hidden sexuality. To watch someone they trusted, someone they knew, tapping into the dark desires and sensuality of their women. It was an ultimate high, a release unlike any other.