She squeezed and released each of them at the same time. If she were bolder, she’d reached down their pants and stroke bare flesh.
The only thing that stopped her was her position. Could she even do it with her arms at this angle?
She decided to try. Dalton’s cock was easier to reach because it was her right hand. He sucked in a deep breath and practically growled as she stroked the immense hard-on he sported.
She grabbed Wade’s bare cock, which was also huge, and squeezed. He pulsed in her hand and groaned again in her ear.
Carefully, Olivia stroked up and down each of their rigid cocks at the same time. Their reaction was priceless, and she figured they might stop her, but it took a long while.
Wade put a hand over hers first, stilled her movement, and whispered, “Fuck, I’m about to come.”
Dalton also stopped her the moment Wade spoke.
“Me too.”
Olivia removed her hands and whispered, “Guess I better suck you off then so we don’t ruin any clothing.”
Without further notice, she bent her head to Wade’s lap. She made fast work of his belt buckle, zipper, and boxers. The second she wrapped her mouth around his cock, the trio onstage started making lots of noise.
His hand started stroking her hair faster and faster. She deep-throated him once. He stiffened against the booth and he grunted, quietly releasing a salty spray against the back of her throat.
Dalton whispered, “Fuck, that’s sexy to watch.”
She removed her mouth from Wade and immediately put her focus on Dalton’s lap.
She unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped him quickly. The trio onstage sounded like they had reached a crescendo. Olivia didn’t care. She wanted to bring Dalton off. He didn’t stop her.
She bent to his humongous cock and sucked him deeply inside her mouth. He made sexy noises with each suck. She heard the stage performers wind down. They were breathing hard. She could hear them over the intercom in the room.
Olivia didn’t think she had much time left, but then again, it wasn’t like anyone would look twice at her giving Dalton a blow job. Would they? Her understanding of this club was all about exhibitionism and voyeurism. She hoped she didn’t get caught, but it wasn’t like the club would kick her out for inappropriate behavior.
She didn’t even slow down when the light came back up. She continued to suck him as she heard ambient noises of people around them stirring to leave. Would they catch her? Would they care or just stop to watch her suck him dry? Either way her pussy gushed with excitement.
“Fuck,” Dalton said. He grunted and came in a steady blast of cum against the back of her tongue. The salty, sweet flavor of him coated her throat.
She swallowed hard twice, and then lifted her mouth off of him.
Her pussy pulsed again like a star about to go supernova. Olivia wanted sex. She wanted a cock in her body as soon as possible. She wanted that right now and heaven help anyone who stopped her.
“How can I get these impressive cocks into my pussy tonight?” she asked.
Chapter Three
Elated that further sex was obviously on the table for discussion, Dalton quickly answered her question. “Easy. Let’s go back to our place tonight. We will gladly oblige you. Repeatedly, if you want.”
She smiled. “Excellent. Is your place very far away?”
“No. Twenty minutes or so. Or if you prefer, we’ll get a room at the hotel down the street. That would be even faster.”
She tilted her head to one side as if to consider. “The hotel down the street is a really nice place. And it’s so close. If we headed there, we wouldn’t have to wait very long to make all my penetration fantasies come true.”
Dalton had his phone out and was speed-dialing the hotel down the street in a flash.
He definitely wanted to make all her fantasies come true as soon as possible. The hotel answered, and in less than a minute he had a suite waiting for them at the Ryder Hotel.
“Let’s go,” he