I found myself pressed against a tree with a thick, wide trunk and the faint smell of sap.
Connor pressed his body to mine and claimed my mouth with his. His lips tasted mine while his tongue insisted on entry. I opened my mouth to him, my tongue teasing his.
"Save me some." Riley waited until we came up for air before turning my face and slamming his mouth down onto mine. He kissed me deep and hard before breaking away and snaking an arm around the back of Connor's neck pulling him in for a kiss.
The shadows allowed enough light to watch them, their tongues stroking each other's lips, breathing each other's air like they'd done this a million times before.
They were comfortable with each other and that was hot as hell.
Finally, they broke off and Riley kissed me while Connor worked his hands under my shirt and around to my back. He unhooked my bra, letting my breasts fall free. He slid his hands up and down my back before pushing my shirt up off over my head. He grabbed a hold of my bra and pulled it away, letting both garments drop to the leafy ground.
Leaning down, he drew my nipple between his lips and started to suck.
"I fucking love that sound," Riley whispered. "Connor sucking."
"Yeah?" Connor glanced over at him.
"Yeah," Riley said, an edge of challenge creeping into his tone.
Apparently Connor was up to meeting the challenge, because he sank to his knees and pushed down the front of Riley's track pants and boxers.
I made out Riley's cock in Connor's hand before it was between his lips. The only nearby sounds were the wet sucking of his mouth and Riley's groans of pleasure.
"He always had the best fucking mouth," Riley whispered. "The only one just as good is yours." He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me over to kiss my mouth.
He tasted sweet and salty, his stubble rough against my face. I wanted, needed more.
Breathless, I broke off long enough to say, "Do you always share?"
"Always," Riley agreed. "We're not going to stop now. You're stuck with both of us."
I glanced down to Connor, to see him bob his head as he went on sucking.
"If you want other guys, we'll work on that," Riley added in a barely controlled whisper. "But you don't have to choose between us and neither are we."
"Good." I grabbed the front of Riley's shirt and kissed him again, while he palmed my breast, making my nipple hard. If my body was any hotter, I'd set the tree behind me on fire.
Connor pulled his mouth off Riley's cock and undid the front of my jeans. He pulled them down and my panties with them,pushing them off my feet until I was naked in the shadows. He pressed a hand between my thighs and grazed it over my pussy.
"So fucking wet," he whispered. "Riley, I need to see you fuck this pussy. Right now."
He shuffled back and pushed himself to his feet, giving Riley room to step in front of me and cup my ass. He picked me up until my legs wrapped around his waist. Lining his cock up to my entrance, he swiped the tip through my wet heat a couple of times before pushing himself inside me, deep and hard.
"Fuck, yeah," Connor whispered.
I froze as a group of people walked past, talking and laughing, but Riley didn't stop or even slow. He rolled his hips, thrusting into me as though they could see us and he was enjoying the audience. He wouldn't have stopped if they turned the lights on their phones toward us, illuminating our every movement.
A small part of me wished they would, but they walked past, oblivious to what was going on amongst the trees.
"So close," Riley whispered with a laugh.
I responded with a low, husky laugh of my own. "You really want to be seen, don't you?"
"I like the risk," was his answer. No surprise there. These two lived for risk. What was life without it?
Riley pressed a hand between us, stroking my clit while he thrust slowly. "So fucking perfect," he whispered. "So fucking ours. You know what I'm picturing right now?""
"What?" I asked, my eyes half closed as I savoured his fingers and his cock.
