“I’ve been thinking, we are going to have to rewrite your dad’s seven-step self-help program,” he murmured against my inner thigh, his lips tormenting the sensitive flesh. Bale hummed in agreement behind me.
I whimpered needily, my body aching for him to taste me again. “Mmm, and what would those steps entail?” I said breathlessly.
A kiss pressed against the side of my neck from Bale, his lips tickling my ear as he spoke. “Spanks for when you sass me…”
Corbin nipped at my neglected clit that was pulsing with desire before he defined the second step. “‘P’ for all the punishment your pussy is going to take.”
The feel of Bale’s hard dick pressed against me meaningfully from behind for emphasis as he growled out the newly defined ‘A’ in S.P.A.R.K.L.E. “We wouldn’t want to forget your ass either.”
He ground his erection against my ass cheeks before adding, “Then, ‘R’ as a reminder to repeat the first three steps as necessary.”
“‘K’ for all the kisses you’ll lose count of,” Corbin’s tender voice spoke against my pussy as he practiced what he was preaching by gently kissing my most intimate of places.
My head tipped back against Bale’s chest as I softly moaned at the contact that was so light it may as well have been classified as teasing my body that already ached for them both.
Bale’s hands squeezed my hips before kissing the topof my head. “Don’t forget ‘L’ for the ways we will love every inch of you.” A pause before he chuckled and added, “And how you’ll love taking every inch of us.”
Pulling back so that I could see the sincerity etched into his face, Corbin met my gaze.
“And most importantly, ‘E’ is for the way we’ll live up to these principles. Every. Damn. Day.”
If my heart hadn’t already melted three times over from their surprise reveal of my new workspace down here in the basement, it was now a puddle. It resembled something warm and sticky, forming an endless pool of emotions and unwavering commitment to these two men.
Defining our future together, the two of them made sure to live up to every damn letter and deliver on their promises.
Corbin’s devilish tongue speared into my pussy, prompting me to cry out and grind against his face.
As for Bale, he had worked the front of his pants open. The telltale squeeze of a bottle of lube followed quickly after, before the tip of his slicked-up cock pressed against my puckered hole.
My attention was divided between the promise of ruin behind me and the mouth of my fated mate, treating himself to a feast between my legs.
A strained grunt breezed against the back of my neck as Bale pushed the head of his cock into my rear hole. “You’re lucky I’m letting Corbin eat your pretty little pussy while I fuck your ass. If it were up to me, I’d haveyou dripping all over my boots while I stretch you out first.”
The graze of Corbin’s teeth against my sensitive bud had my hips bucking wildly, despite Bale’s bruising hold as he continued to sink into my tight entrance.
“Fuck!” I shrieked.
“This is a public library, kitten. Show some damn respect,” Bale teased mockingly.
Before I could banter back with something filled with sass and the attitude of a woman who had defeated a witch armed with a book full of black magic, his actions stalled my words. He proceeded to stretch my ass around his thick cock as he sank fully into me. The sensation of fullness overrode any coherent thoughts that might have followed.
A burn more delicious than the festival’s bonfire took hold, stealing my breath. His girth stretched me out to accommodate him. Bale’s hold on me tightened.
“That’s fucking it, take it,” he said, his voice hoarse with pleasure.
I writhed, gasping for air between my strangled moans. Corbin hadn’t eased up for one second, even when my thighs trembled on either side of his head.
One long lick of his tongue ran flat from my entrance to my clit before he looked up at me.
“Are you going to use your words, baby girl? Tell me how it feels being worked open by Bale’s dick while your cunt weeps all over my face.”
Bale took the opportunity to shallowly grind into myass, starting with small thrusts that quickly gained momentum.
Every attempt to put together a coherent sentence got sabotaged by these two men using their bodies against me.
“I… Yes! More… please!”
One more playful nip followed by a soothing flick of his tongue, Corbin rose to his feet, supporting my thighs as he wrapped them around his waist. His hand jerked his pants open, pulling out the evidence of how worked up he was.
