Daxdyn watches our every move as he settles in against the foot of the bed. His jeans are slung low against his slim hips, but his boxers cover up his impressive erection.
Warm lips skim against my jaw and the slick head of Ryder’s dick teases my sensitive clit.
He groans as his teeth rake across my neck. Lowering his head, his lips move until his breath fans against the curve of my shoulder. He kisses there gently before sinking his teeth in hard enough to make me gasp. His tongue sweeps quickly over my skin just as he pushes slowly into me.
My fingers dig into his strong arms that are strung tight beneath my touch.
His weight is held carefully above me as our hips rock in perfect rhythm. His gaze trails my features as he sinks into me over and over again. He takes his time. It doesn’t feel like it did the first time. It isn’t rushed and hard.
It’s slow and consuming.
I try to hold his gaze. I try to let him see that I’m hanging on by a thread but my eyes roll, my head tipping back as he takes his time fucking me. His lips meet the column of my exposed throat, and he kisses me there as I hold on to him tightly by his shoulders. Sweat dampens his skin and still he takes his time.
I can’t take it.
My palms meet his taut shoulders and I push at him until he understands. His fingers dig into the underside of my thighs, locking me in place against him. In one swift move he rolls us. I’m poised perfectly on top of him. His dick is still deep within me.
In life, Ryder is well thought out, putting all of his effort into what he does.
Sex with Ryder is no different.
I like it. I like looking down on that sated look in his eyes. I especially like the way his jaw tenses with the slowest grinding of my hips.
The mattress shifts, dipping low around us.
Rough palms push against my hips, carefully and lightly skimming.
I pause. My hair catches against my lip, my breath fanning heavily as I lock eyes with Darrio. Iron eyes study me, trailing every feature. My movements halt entirely. I’m unsure of myself suddenly. Unsure of us in a way.
Daxdyn is nowhere to be seen. It’s as if he slipped out while I wasn’t looking.Did he leave to make Darrio more comfortable?
My heart pounds wildly as we stare at one another.
Darrio’s legs straddle over Ryder’s as he leans closer to me. His chest is bare, revealing slashing scars and strong lines. The buckle of his jeans is low and undone.
Warm breath fans over my shoulder as he slowly presses his lips there. The smooth panes of his chest against my body, and my chest against Ryder’s sends a tingling and knowing feeling all through me. His hips rock against the curve of my ass.
The two men make it hard to think but I do try to find words.
“Ac—actually we discussed this and that’s not going to happen.” Uneven tones catch at my words as I try to think clearly. “None of you guys are fun size and I rather like my asshole just the way it is.”
Darrio’s eyes close and he almost shakes his head at me. The smallest of smiles tugs at his lips.
“Just relax.” His light touch pushes down the length of my spine, making my hips shift against Ryder’s dick.
Agonizingly slow movements brush against my back, distracting me and taunting me all at the same time. His palm pushes down the curve of my ass making me tense beneath his touch.
Ryder holds my gaze before leaning forward and sealing his lips to mine. Rolling flicks of his tongue has my eyes fluttering closed.
When Darrio’s fingers sink slowly into me, sliding up the length of Ryder’s dick, my mouth parts with a shaking moan. It brings a new and reckless feeling trembling through me.
But he’s gone as quickly as he came.
Ryder’s warm palms skim up my ribs, caressing the weight of my breasts. It takes all my concentration to focus on just Ryder and not the both of them. When Darrio’s dick runs smooth against my inner thigh I tense once more against Ryder.
I want Darrio here. I do. More than anything. But I don’t think this is going to work.
Just as I pull back from Ryder, Darrio’s dick slides against me. It’s slick against my sex and against Ryder’s shaft. Ryder’s brows raise slightly, his palms becoming still against my body.
