“I love you both more than I love anything else in the entire fucking world. More than this club. More than I love myself. I didn’t think it was possible to love anyone, yet here you both are… proving me wrong, every goddamn day.”
His fingers begin to pump slowly, in and out, eliciting a moan from us both and a teasing chuckle from him. “I have to admit, I didn’t know that doing the exact same thing to you both at the same time would earn me the same responses, in stereo, but here we are. I’m a fan.”
“You don’t have to be so cocky about it,” Raegan chides from underneath me.
“Careful, there, Angel. I know you’re used to being on top, but you’re far from it right now. Let’s not forget who’s in charge here. Don’t make me punish you in front of all these people. Or do. I don’t mind.”
Okay, now he’s taunting her on purpose. I peer down to see her eyes roll slightly and her lips purse like she’s fighting back whatever snarky comment is on the tip of her tongue. I kind of want to see how that goes down, actually.
My thoughts are disrupted when he increases the speed of his fingers as they thrust steadily in and out of my now throbbing and aching pussy. When he curls his fingers to massage the spot I love so much, I can’t stop my hips from shifting to get more. I feel Raegan's hips do the same, like we’re suddenly fucking each other but his hands are doing all the work.
Sliding my hands up the table, I caress her arms, passing them over to get to her hands so I can hold onto them. I never want to let them go. Our fingers intertwine and squeeze together as he relentlessly finger fucks us both until we’re writhing and trembling, entirely at his mercy.
My clit is practically rubbing against Raegan’s pussy, throbbing and tingling, ready to burst with pleasure at any fucking moment.
“Fuck, I have the best seat in the house. Look at you both, taking it so well.” His praise hits me straight in my core. My abdomen clenches along with my pussy, tightening around his fingers. “Come. Both of you. Come all over my hands and make a mess of me and this space like you did before. Show me what perfect girls you are.”
I love Hayes’ dirty talk. When his mouth is at its filthiest, but when he’s like this? Telling me how good it is. How goodIam? It’s like my heart explodes right along with my clit. And that’s exactly what happens this time as I follow his command and come aggressively and extensively all over his hand, and probably the table and floor as well.
Raegan grunts as her stomach tightens under me, her hips pressing into me as her body convulses along with her orgasm. Her mouth opens and her eyes squeeze shut, screaming silently along with the clearly very intense waves of her release.
“Fuck, you both squirted,” Hayes gasps in shock. “Together. At the same fucking time.”
“That was fucking hot,” a voice I don’t recognize mutters.
“No fucking kidding,” someone else says.
I look over my shoulder, exhausted and sated. When I see Hayes pull his shirt off with one hand, unbutton his pants and tug his zipper down, I grin.
He’s out of breath when he says, “I’m so fucking hard, I almost came in my pants. This is going to be quick and dirty. Hold onto each other.”
Raegan and I bring our arms down, wrapping them around each other as I feel his steel cock press into me with one hard, fast thrust. My mouth opens on a gasp, because, hello–still huge. She pulls my face into hers to make out with my face as he pulls out of me and I assume enters her–based on the way she paused mid-kiss.
Hayes fucks us both, alternating every dozen strokes, until he eventually pauses inside of me and his cock still rock hard begins to pulse his cum deepinside of me. When he’s sure the last drop has finally been released, he pulls out, allowing his release to slide out of me and surely onto Raegan.
“Fuck. Watching my cum leak out of your cunt and onto hers is… hotter than it should be,” he admits. “Let’s share with your girlfriend. What do you say?”
I nod enthusiastically as I feel him swipe his cum from my pussy lips, downward to–”
“Oh my god, he’s pushing it into me,” Raegan says on a quiet moan.
“If only,” Hayes mutters.
Both of our eyes snap to his. “If only what?” we ask in unison.
He sighs heavily. “Nothing. I just had a fleeting intrusive thought–that I don’t hate–about us having kids.”
Fuck. I guess it’s now or never. “Well, you’re in luck. Because, I’m pregnant,” I blurt out.
“What?” Raegan pulls her head back with a look of surprise covering her face. “So am I!”
“Are you both being serious right now or are you fucking with me?” he asks hesitantly.
“There are at least a hundred things I’d rather fuck with you aboutbeforethis.” I grin. “...Daddyyyyyy.”
Raegan snickers underneath me. “Yeah. Same, baby.”
“Marry me.” Hayes spits out. “This is not how I imagined doing this, but I love you both so much and I can’t wait any longer. I need you both to be my wives. Like… yesterday.”
