“You okay?”
I nod. The moan wasn’t one of pain - the butt plug has done its job, and I’ve grown accustomed to its girth. Daniel kisses my shoulder. “Good girl,” he says softly, adding another finger and twisting them in me. “Relax. I promise it’ll be good for you.”
I’m not tense, I want to retort. Though I’ve climaxed only minutes ago, I’m painfully aroused once again.
His fingers leave and I hear the sound of a condom wrapper tear. I instinctively tense up, until I realize what I’m doing, then I force myself to relax. I have nothing to stress about. Daniel isn’t going to hurt me.
“Good girl,” he says once again. Sebastian’s hands tangle in my hair and caress my cheek, while Daniel’s thick cock nudges at my anus. He pushes into me the same way he pushed the plug in earlier - slowly and steadily. I feel stretched, and it’s an odd feeling, but it isn’t painful.
“Oh,” I say through the mouthful of cock. “That’s not bad.”
‘That’s not bad’ is an understatement. Daniel gives me some time to get used to him, then he pulls out almost completely, and slides in again. This time, I can’t hold back my moan of pleasure.
Sebastian pulls back, and his dick leaves my mouth with a pop. “Are you okay?” he asks with a shade of concern.
My nails dig into Daniel’s 1500 thread-count Egyptian cotton sheets. My face contorts with the lust that’s rampaging through my blood. “Yes.”
“In that case…” he says with a grin, “get your mouth back on me.”
I’m happy to. In the oral-sex balance sheet, I’m solidly in the red, and I too believe in paying my debts.
“Fuck, Bailey, you are so tight, sweetheart,” Daniel grinds out, his fingers digging into my hips. “Oh god, I’m not going to last very long here.”
I pull away. “In that case,” I tell Sebastian bossily, “you should get in there. I think I was promised a dick in both my pussy and ass tonight.”
They start laughing and Sebastian kisses me with passion. “So very demanding.” He obligingly reaches for a condom and shifts so he’s in front of me.
Daniel’s grip tightens around my waist, and he flips me so that he’s lying on his back and I’m resting on him. His dick is still buried in my ass. It’s an impressive feat. I’d normally have something snarky to say, but I’m enjoying the way he feels in me far too much to risk ruining it.
“She’s soaked,” Sebastian marvels. “You like this, don’t you? I’ve never seen you as wet as you are right now.” He rolls on the condom and moves so he’s in the space between my knees. “Hold still,” he instructs, holding his cock in his hand and swiping it up my slit.
My legs are in the air, spread wide apart. “Stop teasing,” I choke out, as Daniel’s thumbs run maddening circles over my tender nipples. “Don’t make me beg.”
“If you insist.” Sebastian’s hands hold my thighs apart, and his dick thrusts into me.
Hard.
Nothing held back.
Long, powerful, unforgiving strokes.
Exactly the way I want it.
I whimper and moan, twist and flail. I’m full - so filled by their hard cocks. When one of them pulls out, the other pushes in, and just like that, they have a rhythm going. In and out. Faster. Harder. More.
The heat rises, molten lava waiting to spill. Their breathing is harsh and labored. Sebastian’s eyes stay on me, Daniel’s fingers run over my body. “Not going to last,” one of them clenches out. Which one? I can’t tell. It could have been Daniel. It could have been Sebastian. It could have even been me.
We aren’t three distinct people now. The boundaries have dissolved in this moment. We are overwhelmed by our desire, by the rising pressure as we tumble toward our climaxes. Then I reach my personal point of no return. My nails dig into Sebastian’s back, and every muscle tightens as my orgasm rips through me.
They aren’t far behind. I hear muttered curses, then their grip on me tightens, and the pounding doubles in frequency. They come within seconds of each other, and we all collapse on the bed in a sweaty, sated heap.