Kiss Is a Four-Letter Word (12 page)

Simon grunted and pulled out.
What? No.
Sherry stopped him, wrapped her legs around his hips. She tried to keep him close but he was stronger than her. He just grinned and teased his cock-head around her clit, then thrust again. The head of his shaft tucked up deep inside and when he reached down, thumbing over her pussy, she lost it. Another orgasm roared over her as Simon gasped and his hips jerked once, twice, before he froze, his body shaking. Sherry held him with arms and legs until he caught his breath. Wordlessly he kissed her then slid out, his softening dick rubbing over her pussy deliciously as he dropped onto the bed next to her.

"I take it you liked that?" Eli asked.

Sherry blushed. "Um—"

He laughed and pried her fingers off his arm. "I liked it too." Sherry glanced down at his still-hard cock. He followed her gaze. "Yeah. I'm kinda desperate." He pressed the heel of his hand against his dick, then closed his fingers around it and jacked himself.

Sherry watched, spellbound. She hadn't thought about what it would be like to watch a man do that.
Gorgeous
. Eli pumped himself a few times then relaxed onto his back. His other hand reached down to play with his balls while his right hand continued to stroke himself. He arched his spine, panting. The tip of his erection was wet.

"He's really close now," Simon said.

"How do you know?"

"Look at how wet he is." Simon touched a finger to Eli's dick.

"Simon, Jesus." Eli immediately stilled, his fingers squeezing even tighter. Simon lifted his hand to his mouth and licked.

"Sweet," he whispered, then licked his palm and nudged Eli's hand away. "Let me."

Eli nodded jerkily. Simon wrapped his hand around Eli and pumped once. He shook his head. "Not wet enough." He turned to Sherry and smiled wickedly at her. "Can I?"

She frowned, confused. Simon rubbed his hand over her pussy, gathering her juices.
Oh
, she thought, fascinated. She squirmed, still sensitive. Simon wet Eli's cock with her moisture and stroked him again. Eli grabbed the bedding and hung on. Sherry wondered what he'd taste like. Would he mind? She bit her lip, considering.

"What are you thinking?" Simon paused, running his thumb over the head of Eli's cock.

"Jesus, Simon, you're killing me," Eli gasped.

Sherry licked her lips. Simon laughed. "Oh yeah, I'm sure he'd like that."

"Like what?"

Sherry didn't answer. Instead she bent down and licked over the crown. Eli groaned and his hips bucked. Sherry would've laughed if she hadn't had a mouthful of cock.
He tastes like me
, she thought, amused. Her jaw ached a bit from trying to open so wide so she backed up a little. When she dug her tongue into the tiny slit at the head of his erection, moisture seeped out. He tasted musky. Male. She liked what her mouth did to him. She licked and licked, then slid down, bumping her lips against Simon's hands. She didn't think any more could fit and stopped, wondering what the hell she'd gotten herself into.

"Suck on your way up," Simon instructed.

Sherry tried it, gratified when Eli's hips jerked again. She pulled off with a pop. "I thought you said he was close?"

"Simon's a sadistic bastard," Eli said, panting. "So are you."

Sherry looked at his face. He was flushed. A little sweaty. Was she doing it right? "What do you mean?"

Eli gestured helplessly at his groin. "Simon's got his fist around the base of my prick. I can't come like that."

"Does it hurt?" Sherry wanted to make him feel as good as he made her feel. She might not be experienced but she figured she could make up for a lot in enthusiasm. She touched him with the tip of a finger, loving the hot-hard-soft feel of his cock.

Eli grunted and thumped his head back on the pillow. "Not exactly."

Simon grinned. "It could hurt if I did it too long, but I wouldn't do that."

"I don't care what you do, just do
something
. Anything." Eli thrust up with his hips.

Sherry licked her lips and eyed his dick. He was huge. Her pussy was still kind of sensitive but watching Eli nearly come apart made her hot. His hips twitched and Simon moved his hand away.

"Simon, I swear to God I will kill you," Eli gritted out.

Simon bit his lip, looking suddenly bashful. What was going on? Sherry didn't understand why he was acting so shy. "Simon?"

Simon glanced at her and blushed, then scooted down until his face was level with Eli's groin. "I've always wondered what this was like." Eli stared at Simon, obviously confused, but then Simon sucked Eli's dick into his mouth and Eli shuddered. Simon closed his eyes and kept going until Eli was completely engulfed. Then he moved back up, sucking strongly. Eli cried out, writhing on the bed.

Simon had to shove him down with an arm over his hips. "Yeah, I know," he muttered and did it again. And again. Sherry rubbed her thighs together as a fresh burst of moisture seeped from her pussy. Watching Simon go down on Eli was crazy hot. When he stopped abruptly, hands gripping Eli, she bit her lip. Eli looked like he wanted to fly off the bed.

"You want to fuck Sherry now?" Simon said, his voice harsh. "I bet you do."

Sherry watched as Eli nodded restlessly and his dick jumped.

"Sherry, grab a condom, would you?" Simon tilted his chin toward the nightstand and she scrambled to obey. When she had the foil packet in hand he told her to open it up and roll it down over Eli. With shaking hands, Sherry did as he asked. The condom was slippery and Eli was so big she had a hard time with it. Every fumble made Eli moan.

"How's that?" she asked when she'd finished.

"Good. Now I want you to climb up over Eli so that you're kneeling above him," Simon said.

Sherry nodded, her pussy tingling. Eli was large but she wanted him inside her more than anything.

"Okay. Now lower yourself slowly. You control everything," Simon said. His hand was on Eli, guiding him into her body. When her pussy bumped the thick head of Eli's cock, she gasped, legs trembling. Eli stared at her, eyes hot. Desperate. The dragon on his skin seemed to writhe, her colors bright and beautiful.

"You okay?" he asked. Sherry nodded and let her body fall down onto him. She had to work to get him inside, the thickness of him making it difficult. Every tiny movement was a challenge.

"Is this going to work?" she asked even as she forced her body to accept him.

"Yeah, don't worry. Your body will stretch. You'll be able to take him," Simon said from right behind her. He wasn't holding Eli anymore, she realized. She felt his fingers circling her asshole, rubbing her own moisture into the tight bud. Her thighs shook and she shoved herself down a little more.

"God, Sherry, you're so fucking tight." Eli closed his eyes and trembled.

"You're so big," Sherry whispered.

"You're both so beautiful," Simon said, then slid a finger into her ass. Sherry clenched her muscles involuntarily and Eli groaned. Sherry fell forward, grabbing onto his arms. She could tell he was trying not to thrust.

"Simon, what the fuck are you doing?" Eli asked.

Simon didn't answer. Sherry felt the bed dip and the nightstand drawer open. When Simon came back, the crinkle of another packet gave him away. "Sherry? Can I fuck you back here?" His finger circled her bud again then pushed in. She moaned. God, it felt so good. Eli's hard body under her, inside her, and Simon's fingers rubbing back there.

"I don't know. Is that even possible?" Sherry tucked her head into Eli's neck. He was making tiny thrusts now, shoving his huge dick into her then pulling out a little before fucking back in. Sherry couldn't believe it didn't hurt.

"Yeah, I think so. I'll stop if it doesn't work, I promise," Simon said, his voice a low, dark, sensuous sound. She was drunk on pleasure. When she heard the snick of a bottle opening and felt a flood of cool wet at her asshole, her head snapped up.

"What is that?"

"Some lube. Don't worry, it'll help." Simon rubbed some more as Eli rocked into her body. His movements knocked his body against her clit, but not hard enough to send her over the edge. She began to grind down, trying to find more stimulation.

"Simon, hurry," Eli said. He had his arms around her hips now, fingers clenched on her ass.

Simon grunted, then inserted a finger. Another.
That was easy
, Sherry thought, then he replaced them with the blunt head of his cock.

"Deep breath, Sherry," Simon said.

She obeyed and he surged forward. She would've fallen if Eli hadn't been holding her.
Oh my God
, she thought distantly as the head of Simon's dick popped in. It burned.

"Simon, it hurts." She tried to move but neither man let her go.

"Easy, it'll pass, I promise." Simon didn't move, didn't try to shove in further. He ran warm hands up her back and down again and Sherry's spine unknotted. The burn subsided and her muscles relaxed. Simon gasped. "Oh, that's it, darling. Oh my God." He slowly sank his dick in, the crown rubbing up against Eli's through her body's thin membrane.

"Oh shit, Simon, I can feel you." Eli's voice was strained. Sherry knew how he felt. She thought she might burst from the pleasure. Never in a million years did she expect to lose her virginity this way. She giggled helplessly, moving Simon further inside.

"Oh God, Sherry, stop," Simon said. His hips were already moving, thrusting inside her.

"I can't help it. It feels so good," she said, laughing even as she screwed herself down onto Eli. "Fuck me, Simon. Please. Move."

"Do as the lady says," Eli said. "Cause I'm gonna come. Right. Now." Eli jerked his hips up then began thrusting hard and fast. Sherry hung on, overwhelmed. Simon grabbed her tight around the waist and let Eli's movements shove him in and out of her ass. It was too much. Eli's violent thrusting shoved his body against her clit and Sherry climaxed, the pleasure sparking through her so hard she screamed. It went on and on until Eli finally collapsed underneath her and Simon fucked inside with one last, hard push and came, grunting under his breath. Sherry twitched through the aftershocks, some of them almost as pleasurable as her orgasm. When Simon finally fell to the side, his soft cock slipping out, Sherry slumped down, too exhausted to move. Too overwhelmed to speak.

Chapter Seven

The fifth time Eli set eyes on Sherry was the morning after the most epic sex he'd ever had. Ever. In his entire life. The sun woke him up, shining directly across his face. He frowned and rolled over, bumping into a warm body. Eli inhaled deeply. Simon.
Wait, what? Simon?
He cracked open an eye to see his best friend sleeping buck-naked. Simon sprawled over the king-sized bed, one arm thrown over Sherry who was curled into a ball, also asleep. What the fuck? Eli rubbed his face.

Simon stirred. "Eli? What are you doing awake?"

All at once Eli remembered last night: the charity dinner, with Sherry in that incredible red dress, and Simon. Simon, with his blue eyes and cufflinks, and the tux that made Eli want to muss him up. The sex that blew his mind and every preconception he'd ever had about whether or not he was straight or bi or who-gives-a-fuck. He thought about Sherry's face as she climaxed. Simon's face as he sucked Eli's cock. God. Eli chewed over and discarded a half a dozen responses to Simon's question, going with the most simple.

"The sun was in my eyes."

"Oh." Simon rolled over, exposing his front completely. Eli stared. Last night he'd been too fucking desperate to really think about what it meant that Simon was naked and they were in bed together. He stared as Simon stretched, his eyes roving over his friend's muscled body. He lingered on Simon's dragon tattoo. When Simon's cock started to fill, slowly rising until it was fully erect, Eli had to force his eyes away. His face felt hot. Was he blushing? Jesus.

Simon chuckled. "It's your fault for looking at me like that."

"How was I looking at you?" Simon carefully rested his gaze on Simon's face. That was safe. Maybe.

Simon bit back a grin. "Um, like you want to lick me all over."

Eli snorted. "Yeah, well." He told himself to man up and took a deep breath. "Maybe I do."

"Maybe you want to do what?" Sherry asked, her voice sleepy.

Eli grinned. "Lick Simon all over."

She laughed and slid an arm over Simon's waist. "Yeah, count me in. He's gorgeous." She let her fingers slide down his abdomen until they bumped against his prick. "Oh. Well, now."

Eli's own cock ached. He'd been hard since Simon rolled over but now it was even worse. Sherry wrapped her fingers around Simon who jerked and moaned. Eli palmed himself in sympathy.

"Jesus, you have no idea, do you?" he said.

Sherry thumbed over Simon's cock-head. "Hmmm?"

Simon stared at Eli, eyes half-closed.
So fucking hot.
Eli's dick throbbed. Since when did looking at another man get him so worked up? Oh. Yeah.
Since Simon and Sherry started driving you crazy
, he told himself. He looked at Sherry. Her pert little nipples begged for kisses.

"You are both so fucking beautiful," Eli stated. He moved closer, settling in against Simon.
Jesus, his skin is so hot. Smooth.
Eli ran a hand down his friend's body then put his cock against Sherry's fingers. Every time she moved her hand up and down her knuckles rubbed against Eli.
Fuck.
He wanted more.