Her smile is downright sinful as she looks up at me from beneath her lashes. “Mmm, feels so fucking good.”
Her nails scrape the back of my neck, and I shiver in her hold. Creed’s hands grip my ass tightly, and he manages to spread me open despite my relentless thrusts, and my whole body warms with how exposed it makes me feel. He presses two fingers into me again, and when I cry out as my body welcomes the intrusion, he works in a third. It stings just a little, but the pleasure of being choked by Collins’ pussy takes the front seat over all of my sensations, and in no time, I’m whimpering into my girl’s neck with how fucking divine I’m feeling right now.
“Fuuuuck,you’re ready, Ri,” Creed groans, thrusting his cock up and over my crease once more, his own cock slick with lube. “I need to fuck you, baby.Now. Please don’t fucking tell me no.”
My heart skips a few beats, knowing he would absolutely stop if I said the word. But I don’t want that. For him to stop. He’s mine, and I am his. I want to be claimed by him just as he’s claimed Collins.
I nod vehemently, more than ready to feel him filling me for the first time.
“Say it,” he pants into my ear. “I need to hear how badly you need me to fuck you.”
There’s a desperation in his voice that makes my movements falter, his words fully shattering the tattered remains of my soul. The final unsuspecting blow to tear me apart so thoroughly that the three of us can piece it back together as one. It’s not just Creed being dominant and demanding. While it sounds sexy when it comes from his mouth, it’s a raw vulnerability that he’s now fully exposed.
Collins watches us as my movements stutter, my cock still buried deep inside of her pussy. She helps to push me up so I can lean back, shifting my grip as I cling to one of Collins’ knees, while snaking the other up and around the back of Creed’s neck. Turning my head, I brush my lips along his jaw before nudging him to look down until our noses brush.
“I want you,” I murmur against his lips. “I—” I lick my lips, nerves nearly getting the best of me. “I need you to fuck me…please.Iwantyou to…I wantyou.”
“Fuck, yes.” It’s all the response that Creed can muster with how heavily his body is vibrating. He kisses me harshly; it’s wet and hard, his tongue diving into my mouth to tangle with mine. Just enough to make me delirious when he presses gently on my spine, forcing me to lie on top of Collins, who currently has her arms wrapped around me in a supportive embrace.
The moment my body settles, my cock still fully seated inside of her slick center, Creed lines himself up with my hole and presses in. The head of his cock feels vastly different from the hardness of his fingertips. Creed took his time to try and prep me as much as my body could allow in this moment, but as he presses inward, it doesn’t take the burn and odd pressure away. Collins coos encouraging, filthy words against my lips while Creed runs his hand up and down the entire length of my spine, both encouraging me to breathe and to relax my body to let him in.
I drop my head to Collins’ chest and do just that.
My shoulders tremble, the adrenaline and anticipation making me feel lightheaded.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Feel.
After an eternity coiled up tight and held in one moment, it’s as if something literallypopsinto place.
In my body.
In my mind.
My heart.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
I’m really doing this, and the only thought that’s racing through my brain is howrightit feels, being loved by Creed in this completely new and erotic way.
“Shit.” I curse into Collins’ neck when I shift my position.
Her fingers rake through my hair, “You okay, Riley?”
Am I? I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. To beg him to stop or to fuck me. I’m everywhere all at once, and both feelings are all-consuming.
Creed doesn’t move. He remains exactly where he is, not daring to push for more as my body acclimates to his thickness. His kisses are peppered all over my skin, setting my body on fire, and creating an inferno that burns me up from the inside out.
Turning my face to the side, I rest my cheek against Collins’ chest and catch sight of Creed from the corner of my eye. His chest is heaving just as heavily as mine is, but his eyes are squeezed closed while his head is tipped up toward the ceiling. He squeezes my ass before looking down at me. Raising a single brow is about all I have the mental capacity to do right now to check in on him, and he barks out a laugh. It causes his cock to twitch inside of me, which in turn makes us both groan.
“You’re so fucking tight,fuck,” Creed curses through a clenched jaw. “Give me a fucking second to compose myself, or our first time will be over before it even begins.”
“I’m afraid if you don’t move,” I huff, feeling out of breath already “I might fucking die from anticipation.”
My face feels hot with my admission, but it’s the truth. It’s the most brazen I’ve ever felt in my entire life. It’s all because of the two people sandwiching me between them right now. I need to fuck and be fucked as badly as I need my next breath.
