Missing Linc

Mitch lifted Tomi off the seat and onto his lap. With his hands
wrapped around her waist, Mitch positioned her so that she straddled his legs with her back
against his chest. When their eyes met in the rearview mirror, Tomi looked at Linc with the
same hunger he”d seen in Mitch”s expression. And Linc was certain that it matched the one
burning in his own gaze.
Linc didn”t give himself time to think about the consequences as he unzipped his pants,
reached inside, and pulled his cock free. As he stroked up and down his shaft, he stared at
Tomi”s pussy. Smooth and hairless, it was wet with her arousal; the cream that coated the lips
was visible, even in the darkened interior of the limo.
Mitch lowered Tomi onto his waiting dick, and the sound of three distinct moans rang
out as he pushed inside her. Once he was fully seated, Mitch began fucking Tomi hard and
deep, his big dick stretching her wide. Each time he thrust, Linc reciprocated the move, his cock, hot and leaking, fucking into his hand as he imagined it was Tomi”s warm, wet heat
instead.
“Oh…fuck me, baby.” Tomi”s eyes closed, and her head fell back against Mitch”s
shoulder as she rode him.
Mitch kept one hand wrapped around her waist and used the other hand to pull the top
of her dress down, exposing her perfect breasts for Linc to view. Mitch massaged each breast,
pausing to play with her nipples, rubbing and rolling the darkened berries between his
thumb and forefinger.
Their voices became a constant chorus of moans and groans, begging and pleading,
their bodies came together frantically, the movements filled with urgency and desperation.
“Goddamn…you feel good.” Mitch pounded into Tomi; her body vibrated from the
force of his thrusts.
“Yes.” Linc saw Tomi”s body begin to shake. “Gonna come again.”
“Ride me, baby.” Mitch encouraged her. The hand around her waist moved between
her legs and played with her clit. “Come on my cock.”
Tomi began to wail even before Mitch finished speaking, her body trembling
uncontrollably on top of him, fluids squirting from her as she came. Mitch was right behind
her, shouting her name while slamming inside her.
The sight of Mitch”s cock sliding in and out of Tomi”s pussy, covered in a mixture of his
cum and her cream, was more than Linc could take. He shot so hard, his ears rang and vision
blurred. It was through sheer willpower that he managed to stay on the road; his hands were
shaking, and he barely maintained control of the steering wheel.
The sounds of their combined breathing floated through the limo, and it took several
minutes before Linc could finally think clearly. The clock on the dashboard confirmed that
less than an hour had passed since he”d picked them up from the airport, but it felt like an
eternity. He looked down at his cum-covered hand and grimaced. Linc leaned over, opened the
glove compartment, and removed a small box of Kleenex. He pulled several out of the box
and cleaned his hand as much as possible while he continued to drive. Glancing in the back
of the limo, he saw Mitch and Tomi pulling tissue from the built-in dispenser as they tried to
do the same thing.
“Sorry, we made a mess back here,” Mitch called out as he helped Tomi adjust her
dress.
Linc shrugged. “Don”t worry about it. Leather cleans easily.” A smile spread across his
face. “Besides, the privilege of witnessing the two of you together in the back of my limo
more than made up for anything you leave in it.”
Tomi met his eyes in the mirror and smiled. Running her fingers through her hair, she
said, “I guess you see this kind of thing all the time, huh?”
“Occasionally,” he admitted. “But I”ve never seen anything as incredible as the two of
you.” It was true. The chemistry between them was amazing.
“We haven”t done anything like this is a long time,” she confessed. “I guess the
atmosphere” — she gave him a sultry look — “and the audience brought our wild sides to the
surface.”
Afterward, they settled into a comfortable silence. Mitch and Tomi cuddled together in
the backseat, sharing whispered words and gentle kisses, and Linc drove on autopilot, his
thoughts still focused on the events of the past hour. What he”d done was completely out of
the realm of professionalism, yet Linc didn”t feel an ounce of guilt about it. Tomi and Mitch
had a certain magnetism that he found irresistible. Linc hadn”t been this attracted to one
person — let alone two people — since…well…in a very long time.
Before he knew it, Linc was pulling into the circular drive of the hotel. He parked the
limo and turned off the ignition before turning around to look at his passengers. “Well, we made it to the hotel, and we”re all still in one piece.” Although Linc had no
idea how he”d done it. With all the activity in the limo, his attention span was nonexistent.
Sheer luck got them to their destination without him running over anyone in the process.
Linc got out of the limo and walked around to their door. He waited for them to climb
out of the limo before he moved to the trunk and began unloading their luggage. He handed
each piece to the hotel attendant, who loaded it onto a baggage cart. Once Linc removed the
last piece from the trunk, he turned to Mitch and Tomi, who stood off to the side.
“It was nice to meet both of you.” Linc smiled, ignoring the inexplicable
disappointment he felt knowing that he wouldn”t see these two people again. “Welcome
again to San Juan. I hope you have a great wedding and an even better honeymoon.”
Smiling broadly, Mitch reached out to shake his hand. “Thanks, man. That was a hell of
a ride and the best way to start a vacation.” When Linc pulled his hand away, there was a
fifty-dollar bill in his palm.
“I can”t take this.” Linc held the money out to him. Mitch tried to protest, but he
insisted. “Trust me.” He chuckled. “The pleasure was as much mine as it was yours.”
“Well, there has to be a way for us to thank you for making our trip enjoyable thus
far,”