Turning back to Xander, he suddenly reaches out, his hand wrapping around my throat as he pulls me toward him for a deep kiss. The action prompts a reflexive clench in my pussy, which makes him groan.
“Fuck,” he murmurs against my lips, giving my throat a final squeeze before releasing me. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
Clay’s hand slides up my back, stopping on my neck, gripping my hair firmly, and pulling my head back. Looking up into his eyes, he stands beside the bed, his gaze intense.
“You’re the first besides me who’s ever taken him fully,” he praises, his tongue darting out to lick over my lips, his grip on my hair unyielding. “Does it feel good? Do you enjoy his big, thick cock stretching your tight, perfect pussy?”
I try to nod, but the movement is restricted by his hold. “Use your words, kitten. Tell me you love his fat cock,” he insists, his voice laced with desire.
“I love his fat cock stretching me,” I moan out, closing my eyes and feeling my cheeks flush with embarrassment.
“Jesus,” Xander mutters from beneath me, his cock twitching inside me, causing me to moan once more. “Fuck,” Xander grits out again before his large hands find my thighs once more, gripping them tightly.
Clay licks my neck, releasing me and taking a step back. I am unsure what to do now and glance between them, seeking guidance while Clay suppresses a smirk.
“Absolutely adorable,” he mutters, then looks to Xander, who is lying with closed eyes, looking pained. Clay huffs a laughbefore climbing onto the bed, positioning himself behind me again, straddling Xander’s legs.
“Now, my sweet kitty cat, you’re going to grind on Xander,” Clay whispers in my ear, his voice filled with mischief. “Do whatever feels good for you. Move back and forth, up and down. It’ll be so much fun watching him struggle not to lose it.” He chuckles, and I can feel the hardness of his cock pressed against my back.
I begin to move my hips tentatively, unsure of the correct technique, and the fact that Xander appears to be in pain adds to my unease.
Am I too heavy? Am I doing something wrong?
“Let me show you,” Clay offers, his hands resting firmly on my hips.
He squeezes them gently, guiding me forward and pulling me back, setting a rhythm for our movements.
Oh,oh!
Xander mutters a curse, his head falling back even farther, his eyes squeezed shut, and his fist coming to his mouth as he bites down on it.
“Am I hurting you?” I ask, stopping my movements and feeling a pang of hurt in my chest.
Clay chuckles softly behind me as Xander’s eyes snap open, and he sits up, propping himself on one elbow while his other hand cups the back of my head.
“Fuck, I’m doing this all wrong,” he mutters, pulling me closer to him. He kisses me deeply, then rests his forehead against mine. “You’re so damn sexy, and you’re driving me insane. I’m struggling to keep it together because your tight pussy feels like heaven, and I’ve never experienced anything quite like this. I’m trying so damn hard not to come already like some schoolboy when I should be the one teaching you stuff.” He kisses me again, gently biting my bottom lip.
I let out a breath, relief washing over me.Okay, that sounds much better than what I was thinking.
“Keep grinding on me, Carolina,” he instructs, placing his hands over Clay’s to guide my hips in their movements once more.
The pressure on my clit intensifies with each movement, and it feels so damn good that I have to close my eyes, letting out a moan of pleasure.
“Does it feel good?” Xander asks, his voice strained, and I feel one of his hands slipping between us, his thumb rubbing my clit.
“OhDio.” I gasp, letting my head fall back.
“Let’s try an up and down, kitten. Do you like that?” Clay encourages, urging me to lift my hips and slowly sink them back down.
“Cazzo,” I breathe out, quickening my movements.
Xander matches the pace with his thumb circling faster around my clit. “Good, Carolina,” he grunts out, his voice filled with pleasure. “You’re doing so good for me. Such a good girl. Are you our good girl?”
My entire body is consumed by the sensations radiating between my legs, and I can’t think straight anymore. “Si,” I breathe out.
“You’ve fucked the English right out of her. Impressive, babe,” Clay teases with a snicker, but his words barely register as Xander pinches my clit, sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body. I’m shaking and panting, unable to control my moans, a simple “Fuck” escaping my lips. My pussy tightens around Xander’s cock, everything becoming even tighter as pleasure consumes me.
“Holy—” Xander grunts out, and I feel him come inside me, his groans filling the air.
