"Please, fuck me harder. I can't take it like this—it's too much."
"I'll tell you what, princess. You open that pretty little mouth of yours for Nolan, and I'll give you what you want."
She turns to Nolan, licks her lips, and then opens wide. He moves closer to her, tilting her head to the side with one hand and holding onto the headboard with the other, and then thrusts into her mouth.
"Oh, fuck…" he groans, dropping his head back as he fucks her throat. "You okay like this, Saige?"
"Mmmhmm," she says around his dick.
Such a fucking good girl. Jesus Christ.
A deal is a deal, so I pick up my pace, slamming my cock into her pussy, watching her tits bounce and listening to her moan and choke around Nolan's dick with every thrust.
I know she's getting close when she starts to squirm and pull at the handcuffs. Her abs tighten, and Nolan looks at me before his eyes drop to my wet cock fucking in and out of her.
He's fully fucking her mouth now. I've never seen him break like this with anyone else, and it's fucking delicious. The visual in front of me has my dick pulsing inside Saige's perfect pussy while she squirms.
She's his Christmas present, too.
My doll cries out, pulling the handcuffs hard enough to leave a mark, just like I wanted to leave on her, and comes hard, her pussy squeezing me, her body shaking. I fuck her through it, watching a tear roll down her cheek while her mouth drips around Nolan's dick.
When she finally stops shaking, I spread her legs wide, fucking my dick into her a few more times before I start to come. Mydick pulses in her sweet pussy before I manage to pull it out, pumping it in my hand and finishing all over her tits.
Fucking. Mine,I think as I paint her chest with my cum.
Both of them.
"Fuck…" I moan before collapsing beside them on the mattress.
"You look so pretty like that, Saige," Nolan says, pulling his cock from her mouth.
"So pretty, baby," I tell her, turning her chin toward me before wiping a tear from under her eye.
She smiles at me before she feels the head of Nolan's cock against her pussy. She turns back to him, her eyes widening when he pushes inside her.
"Fuck!" she cries out, her back arching again.
Nolan rolls his hips into her in short, hard bursts, the sound of his hips slamming into her ass and his dick pushing into her wetness echoing through the room. "You want me to stop fucking you?"
"No…" she whimpers. "Never. I want you to come."
"I'm going to come," he groans. "I'm going to come SO."Thrust."Fucking."Thrust."Hard."
Saige yelps and writhes beneath him as he slams his hips into her, his eyes rolling back in his fucking head. Watching him, I think I could fuck again. I wonder how many times I could go like this—fucking her, and then getting hard watching him fuck her. Fucking him. All night, and probably the next day, too.
Until she can't walk. Until she can't crawl, and we have her so fucking addicted to it that she'll need to be used like this every day…forever.
I roll onto my side, kissing Saige again while Nolan rearranges her insides. She whimpers against my lips until he buries himself to the hilt and comes inside her.
When he finishes, he lies on her other side, and Saige, breathless, says, "Okay, I lied. I need a break."
I grab the key to the handcuffs from on top of the nightstand and free her hands. "Ow," she says, rolling out her shoulders and wrists.
"Are you okay?" Nolan asks her.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
I go to my dresser and step into some boxers, and then grab some sweats and t-shirt from the closet. I put on the pants and toss the shirt to Saige. She pulls it over her head and then grabs the open bottle of champagne beside the bed, taking a swig before offering it to Nolan.
