Page 69 of Feasting on Her Curves (Forbidden Fantasies)

CORY

There was a lot going on, but I wouldn’t be satisfied until I saw Petra again. Gavin and I were in the office, and my afternoons felt empty without the bakery open. I was so used to taking a break around three, walking down the block and visiting with Petra. On Monday, I went anyway, just to see how the renovations were coming.

They still hadn’t hung the new sign, and all I could see through the window was a mess of tarps and plastic wall hangings. Tuesday, I made the trip as well and didn’t see much progress. But by Wednesday, the storefront was looking a damned sight better.

I took some pictures and invited the gang over to my place for dinner. We still hadn’t learned the outcome of Petra’s pregnancy test. Her doctor’s appointment wasn’t until Friday. I was on pins and needles to hear the answer but knew that I would just have to be patient.

At the end of the day, I stopped in to see Gavin. He was working on his computer, trying to get the tone and the contrast right on a photo of the office building. I glanced at the screen for just a moment before making him promise to bring wine.

“I’ll be there,” he agreed. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

After work, I drove straight to Petra’s place. She was waiting for me with a batch of brownies in her hands. We kissed sweetly before she settled into the passenger seat. Driving home, we made small talk until we arrived at my building just before six.

Dinner wasn’t until eight, so we had plenty of time. I ushered her into my apartment, and she set the brownies on the dining room table. Neither of us wanted to start the main attraction before the rest of the participants were there. But it was hard to keep my hands off her.

I made pan-seared salmon with asparagus, which didn’t take that long. When it was done cooking, I put it in the oven to keep it warm. There were a few beers in the fridge, so I opened one. I was about to offer Petra a can, and then I remembered her possible condition. She wouldn’t want alcohol just in case.

Nibbling on some of the asparagus, she made herself at home. I stood next to her, pulling her into my arms. It felt right. Our relationship was out of the ordinary, but I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else. Smoothing a stray lock of hair out of her eyes, I kissed her lips. She leaned toward me, making me yearn for the presence of my fellow baseball players. As soon as they arrived, we could get down to business. Until then, I didn’t think it was fair to take advantage of my alone time with our girlfriend.

Thankfully, Gavin was early, and Donovan showed up soon after. Gavin brought the wine, but it had been short-sighted of me to ask for it. None of us needed the aphrodisiac, and Petra was playing it safe.

As soon as we were all together, we headed for the bedroom. It wasn’t really about the dinner. No matter how much time I spent in the kitchen, we all knew that was just an excuse. We wanted her, not a five-course meal. We didn’t even have to talk; we had all come to the same conclusion.

“I wish I had a bigger bed,” I admitted when we had all piled into the bedroom, Donovan in the lead.

“It’ll do,” Gavin replied.

“Why don’t you be the director?” Petra suggested, sliding her palms up my chest. “You can tell us what to do.”

“I’ll be the director,” Donovan said, guiding her into his arms.

They kissed, and then Donovan stepped back, turning to me instead. “You make her cum first.”

I gazed at Petra, my vision thick with desire. “How?”

“Lick her pussy,” Donovan said unapologetically.

I took Petra by the hand, kissing her knuckles. She nearly melted right then and there, the mere suggestion of pleasure enough to get her off. I reached for her shirt, helping her slide it up over her head. So she wouldn’t feel alone, I took my own shirt off too. It was crazy, but I was already comfortable enough with Gavin and Donovan not to worry about being naked in front of them. We were all after the same thing, and no one was paying any attention to me.

Cupping her jaw, I kissed her lightly before sliding my hands down her body to unlatch her bra. It came off, and I handed it to Gavin. What he did with it, I didn’t know, and I didn’t care. Without pausing in my efforts, I went straight for her pants. She wore jeans with no belt, making it easy for me to undo the button and ease open her fly.

Before I worked the fabric down over her hips, I slid a hand into her underwear. Beneath my probing fingers, she was already slick with need. I hooked one digit up into her canal, watching her face for signs of pleasure. She held on to my shoulders, her gaze heavy-lidded.

Releasing her sex, I pushed her jeans and her panties down, helping her step free. Following Donovan’s instructions, Petra climbed up onto the bed. I kicked off my own pants, leaving my boxers on for the time being. Lowering myself down on top of her, I took a long moment to appreciate her sensual form.

She spread her legs wide, anticipating my actions. I didn’t disappoint. Kissing her lips briefly, I moved on to her jaw, then her throat and her chest. Licking her all the way down, I grasped her thighs in both hands.

Her lower lips were plump, pink, and juicy. I licked up one side and down the other, then leaned back to blow cold air across them. There was movement on the bed, and I looked up to see Gavin, cock in hand, kneeling naked before us.

Petra reached out to stroke his member, and I realized how important my task had become. Sliding two fingers inside her, I felt her tense. She gripped Gavin harder, opening her mouth wide as he inched forward.

Lowering my lips to her pussy, I peeled back her outer folds. Her clit was swollen, eager for my attention. Sucking it into my mouth, I glazed my tongue across the tip. Petra moaned, and I could feel Gavin shifting his weight again, sliding his cock between her lips. That was the end of the vocal noises coming from our sweetheart. She was full of masculine pride, drowning in our attention.

I sucked harder, pressing down firmly with my tongue until she squirmed beneath me. Sliding my fingers in and out, I pleasured her as she did the same for Gavin. The bed began to quiver, all three of us moving rhythmically this way and that.

I felt the tension rise in her body and heard her heart quicken. She ground her hips down into the mattress, fighting for control. I knew I had her and sped up, sluicing my fingers in and out. A few more thrusts and she exploded, pressing up into my jaw, her tunnel spasming around me. I leaned back, wiping my mouth with my dry hand. Donovan tagged me out, and I rolled off the bed, waiting patiently for the next round.

Gavin sat above Petra, his buttocks resting on her chest. As she sucked, he moved, giving himself over to pleasure. It was only a matter of time before she brought him to conclusion. He collapsed against the headboard, weak with relief.

Donovan didn’t waste any time taking his place. He tossed his clothes off and eased himself on top of Petra, making love to her the old-fashioned way. I watched, my dick rock-hard in my hand as Petra wrapped her legs around his waist. He plunged into her, banging out a rhythm as Gavin turned around and walked to the bathroom.

After a moment, Donovan pulled out and guided Petra over onto her stomach. He took her by the hips, raising them up to meet his tool. Sliding deep into her core, he opened up a window for me to take advantage of.

I went around to the opposite side of the bed, where Petra sat on hands and knees, taking a beating from behind. She waved me over, reaching out a greedy hand. I let her take me, relieved to finally feel her body on my most intimate organ.

As if she could never get enough, she brought my cock to her lips. A sensation of pure bliss washed over me when I sank deep into her throat. She was between us, taking it from both ends. Such a hungry girl, she sucked hard, making my blood boil.

I closed my eyes, blotting out Donovan and his rapid movements. It was just me and Petra, and she was bringing me closer to heaven than I ever would have thought possible. I didn’t want to let go. I wanted the moment to last forever. But she drove me to the brink all too quickly. I shuddered as an orgasm ripped from my core. Reaching down to grasp her by the back of the skull, I pressed her lips to my crotch. I only had a minute before it would become uncomfortable, but I needed that final contact to empty my seed.

Releasing her, I felt Donovan come at the same time. I stood back and watched as he and Petra collapsed onto the bed, momentarily stunned. I eased her left hand aside and took a seat beside them, my heartbeat still pounding in my chest. It was amazing and provocative, this arrangement we had. Was every encounter going to be so spectacular? It was only the beginning of what was sure to be a long and satisfying relationship. There was a lot to look forward to, and as soon as we all had a moment to breathe, I would be ready to go again.