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She wants me. Wants to stay. Wants to get fucked again. I’ll give her everything she wants now and anytime she asks. My fingertips scrape her legs long enough to grab the end of the shirt and rip it away from her mouth. Long enough to yank it over her head and pick her up. My balls are stuck to the base of my cock with precum flowing out into my swim trunks. The inside netting becomes painful in restraining my erection.

“I’m going to fuck you hard and fast on this counter. If you don’t want it, tell me now. Otherwise, I won’t stop,” I mutter against her lips. Her hot breath is chanting me on.

“Do it, Massimo. Fuck me in your bathroom. Make me scream loud enough for your brother to hear.”

Holy shit, she’s challenging me to make him jealous. Funnest fucking sex game ever. I waste no time, planting her on the counter, her legs spread wide. She leans back on her elbows, her heels on the edge of the stone. She yips a bit at the coldness of it but settles back.

Ready to watch herself get fucked. Her eyes are glued to my trunks as I push them down, my cock springing out, and the condom wrapper I grab from the drawer to rip open and roll on.

“Hold on, baby.”

I tug her toward me. Her palms squeak against the surface, and she nods. The second I’m pushing in, her face falls. Her eyebrows wrinkle as if in pain, but her eyes stay stuck to my cock and where it’s entering her.

“You’re so fucking hot, Sofia. Watching your pretty pussy getting fucked.” Her gaze shifts to mine for a millisecond, then back down. Watching me pump slowly in and out of her. My mushroom head drags across her G-spot, leaving her squirming. “Who knew you were such a naughty girl who likes getting dicked down by twins? You do, don’t you?”

She moans and grunts with every sharp thrust in. Her small tits shake, and the sides of her hips ripple. It’s fucking hot watching my thrusts impact her everywhere.

“Tell me you love it, baby. Tell me you like getting two of your three holes filled. Tell Papito you want this every day. Want to be shared. Want to be taken by two young hot dudes. Want to be the boss at work and be our baby here.”

I’m fucking blabbering on like Emilio, but damn if I’m not spilling my guts and worries to her. She doesn’t say anything. Her face is in a frozen state of pleasure.

I tweak her nipple, and she jumps, looking up at me. I do it to the other, and she cups her breast to trap my hand. Stopping me.

“Say it, Sof. You want us to own your holes. Own you. Someone to take care of you. Two guys obsessed with this juicy ass.”

My hand moves off her hips to grab a leg and put it on my shoulder. She does it automatically with the other. My thumb drags from where we are connected to her asshole, causing her to moan loudly. I circle it, keeping steady pressure, and watch her reaction.

“To these thighs that leave me weak and starving for some cinnamon sugar.”

My face and lips brush over the soft skin, groaning with her this time. I’m steadily stabbing her pussy, and she grows louder. Her hand slips from mine. All her energy focuses on rocking her body against me. Pushing her ass more and more into my thumb.

“To this tight asshole that wants to be fucked. Why should that sweet, sweet pussy get all the fun?”

She’s wet as fuck, leaking all over my thumb and down the side of it. I fuck her harder, rougher. Her neck strains to hold her head up and not to bang against the mirror. I have it timed perfectly. She pushes toward me. The tip of my thumb shoves past her tight ring, already pulsing. Her eyes widen, then glance at me. I smirk, knowing she wants this but is too afraid to ask. I nod, letting her know it’s okay. To like this. To like us. To keep going further in this adventure.

With my permission, she fucks me back harder. Forces herself further onto my thumb until I’m knuckle deep. My hand leaves her breast, grips the front of her thigh, and fucks at an insane speed. She bursts, screaming so loud that it almost hurts my ears. Tears across my bathroom like a fucking echo.

“Papi—” the word is light, not even finished when her breath ends.

Too blissed out to bother. Her calves clench around my neck. Her hips rise off the counter, sucking my cock deeper into her pussy. My thumb is all the way in. The knuckle nestled into her tight ring.

“Yes, baby?”

She won’t answer. I know this. She’s coming too hard and too loud when she screams again. The angle is fucking amazing. Hitting so deep that I come with a shout too. Wanting this to last forever.

“Oh, come on! Not again,” Em hollers from somewhere behind me. “That’s so not fair and shit. I hate both of you.”

With her screams, I didn’t hear the clunking of his crutches. His reflection appears in the mirror. Our eyes meet for a moment before he shuffles in to see her laid out. Still dazed and panting. Still spread out like an open invitation. I wink, knowing it will piss him off even more.

But then she does something totally shocking. Totally out of character, she reaches for him.

“Your turn, Nene, if you can.”

CHAPTER 15

SOFIA

Caught in post orgasmic haze, the words are out of my mouth before I realize it. Both guys’ faces are shocked. Me too. I don’t know what’s come over me. But with the way Emilio is looking at me and shoving his brother aside, I want it. It’s so taboo and makes me sweat more.