“I wanted to be open in case there was a round two in my future.” He said, grin in his voice, his breathing getting harder as he fucked Blake faster. “Shit, Ethan. I don't know what feels better, your cock inside me or my cock inside her.”
I was still focused on the plug inside him. “You had this in, on stage?”
“Yeah.” He groaned, leaning over Blake, his hands on the table causing him to push his ass out.
“And you're still full of my cum?”
“I didn’t want to lose a drop.” He moaned.
“That's so fucking hot.” Blake surged up and kissed Malcolm, her hands on his face.
That brought me back for a second. “Ah, ah. No touching his face.”
“I'm already blindfolded.” She whined. “Can't I touch?”
“No.”
“Yes.”
I growled at Mal’s antics, swatting his ass, the sound echoing through the trailer.
“Shit, if it means getting spanked, she can take the fucking blindfold off.”
“Do not!” I snapped but Blake just giggled, laying back down.
“His cock twitched inside me when you spanked him.”
“Come on babe, don't give away all my secrets.” He groaned.
I smirked and took the base of the plug, tugging on it before pushing it back in, starting to fuck him with it. Leaning into his ear, biting the tip of it I said what I knew would drive him crazy. “It's not a secret you're a dirty little pain slut, Mal. Your cock full of metal gave that away.”
“Oh Fuck.” He gasped, his hips shaking. “Ethan, get inside me, please.”
“When I'm ready, slut.” I growled in his ear, relishing as he shivered against me. I wasn’t blind in how his body reacted to me. I loved each time I got a new reaction out of him. “Like when I call you a slut?” I nipped his ear lobe as I played with the plug, pulling it halfway out before pushing it back in again.
“Stop teasing.” Mal whined, his hips rocking between Blake's heat and my hand.
“Whatever you're doing is making his cock twitch inside me.” Blake moaned, wrapping her long legs around his waist. “You're distracting him from fucking me.” She jutted out her bottom lip in a pout.
Blake, neglected? I couldn't have that, now, could I?
“My apologies, Rosebud.” My voice rumbled as I swatted Malcolm's ass. “Focusslut.” I bit his ear again, sucking the lobe into my mouth and pulled the plug out fully, tossing it aside and spreading his cheeks with my thumbs.
“Ethan!” Mal moaned, thrusting into Blake again. “I'll be whatever you want me to be, just get your cock the fuck inside me already.” He panted, rocking his hips.
“You did make it all pretty for me, my Songbird, I guess I should reward you.” I teased, rubbing my cock over his hole.
I had them both. Something I didn't think was possible, but here we were. Even if just for tonight they were both mine and mine alone. I was going to make every single second count. I had gotten rid of the main obstacle, Blake's douche bag boyfriend. Not to mention she'd been the one to approach me, us. She came to both of us. Blake couldn't be more perfect for Malcolm and me. As for Mal? Well, he was made for me from the start.
I didn't plan on giving either of them up.Not after tonight.
Chapter eleven
Blake
Being fucked blindfolded was an experience I was so thankful to be able to have. It felt like my entire nervous system was on fire. Each puff of air from Mal's breath ghosting my skin sent goosebumps in its wake, every twitch of his cock had me moaning and every time he thrusted deep inside, I wanted to cum. I was completely at their mercy. I hated that I couldn't see what was going on, that I didn’t know what Ethan was doing to Mal to drive him crazy inside of me.
I could tell the moment Ethan was finally inside Mal. At least I think so. His cock got harder, he sucked in a breath, and he sunk deeper inside me. “Oh God.” I moaned.
