She moved her arms and rested her hands on his bulging shoulders, dug her nails into his hard flesh. Tallin moved his other hand down, over her hip, down her thighs, and squeezed the flesh barely covered in thin cotton shorts.
“Spread you legs as wide as they’ll go, baby.”
Her body, her skin, and her very cells were alive with pleasure as Tallin’s tongue pressed against hers.
She did as he said, and he moved his hand slowly to her inner thigh, so close to her pussy that she was shaking with need. She desperately wanted his hand on the most intimate part of her, adding pressure, finally touching her.
His fingers teased her flesh, and her inner muscles clenched with the need to have his cock in her. She wanted skin-to-skin, wanted to feel his hardness pressing against her.
They started kissing harder, their breathing frantic. He thrust against her, his cock hard and demanding, a hot length against her inner thighs. In the next instant, he pulled away.
Her body cooled slightly, but the fire still simmered inside of her. She looked into his face, the lust and want clear on his ruggedly handsome features.
“Take off your shorts, Lilly, unless you want me to tear them away.”
His voice and erotic threat caused a fresh stream of wetness to coat her pussy lips. She was tempted to just let him tear the material away because it sounded hot as hell.
“Do it, Lilly, because I’m barely hanging on.”
She opened her mouth on a silent moan, his dominance igniting something inside of her and making her burn. She swallowed as she hooked her fingers under the elastic of her shorts and slowly pulled them down.
“I want the panties off, too.”
When the shorts were off, she slid her thin cotton panties down her thighs and tossed them aside.
He was still staring at her face. “Now the shirt.”
Breathing in, she sat up slightly, removed the plain white t-shirt, and tossed that to the side, too. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nipples instantly became harder from the chill of the air.
She lay back down, completely naked while Tallin still had his drawstring pants on. She flicked her eyes down and licked her lips as she saw his erection pushing against the fabric.
Even though he wore pants, she could see how thick and long his shaft was.
His gaze traveled down her body, the intensity of the way he looked at her causing goosebumps to break out over her skin. His gaze lingered on the junction between her legs, her thighs slightly closed, but she knew he could still see her, tell how wet she was.
“Spread wider for me, Lilly.” His voice was husky.
“Tallin?” She didn’t know what to say, why she was even saying his name. She felt so out of control, so helpless against her feelings for him, for Riley.
He was okay with her loving Riley, even wanted to share her with their friend. Did Riley feel the same way?
“He loves you so much, Lilly,” Tallin said, and she knew he was speaking about Riley.
“You’ve talked about sharing me?” God, that sounded so strange.
“Yes,” was all he said at first, but then he exhaled and looked into her eyes. “We want you together, not separately. Do you understand what I mean?”
Yes, she did, and it almost seemed too good to be true. It seemed surreal, like this wasn’t her life. “Yes,” she whispered.
“If you want to stop we can. I’d never force you. But I want you to know Riley and I have talked about this, have told each other if we ever had the chance to show you how much you mean to us in this way, we would do it. There is nothing but love from us to you, baby.”
“And I love both of you.”
He smiled, and it made the hardness in his expression, who Tallin had always been, seem lighter.
“You want me, and I want you. Am I wrong about that?”
She shook her head, her mouth and throat so dry that she couldn’t speak.