“Yes, sir. Safe word is pineapple. Now, can we get back to the whole fucking me senseless thing?”
I nodded and leaned forward, kissing her inner thighs. “Do you need a game plan, or should we just take it from here?”
“Honestly, either way. As long as the result is you guys inside of me, it doesn’t matter to me.” She gave me a soft smile before lying down on her back.
“Well, since I am a gentleman, I’ll talk you through it.” I rubbed my thumb over her oversensitive clit. “First, I’m going to finger your pussy to get you ready to take my cock. Going to make you feel so good, baby.” I kept an even pace and pressure on her clit, remembering what she liked from the first time I ever made her come. Tucker stood up from the chair he was in and came over to join us.
I was still on my knees at the end of the bed while he climbed on and sat against the headboard. I looked at him as he watched my fingers pump in and out of her soaking wet pussy. The sounds echoing through the room were obscene.
As I kept eye contact with Tuck, I groaned, “Fuck, she’s so wet.”
He licked his lips on instinct, then replied, “Can’t wait to fill her with our cocks. Make sure she is nice and ready for us.”
“Not sure anyone could be ready for your cock.” I said back with a sly grin.
She bucked her hips and moaned my name, filling me with a sense of pride. It was like a game to see how many times I could get her to come.
It became clear to me that she needed more, so I added another finger into her pussy and began pumping it in and out of her.
“Fuck, that feels so good.” She moaned, arching her back. “So full.”
“Just wait until it's our cocks in this tight little cunt, baby girl.” I gave her another minute to get used to my fingers while picking up the pace. I pulled them out, earning me a small whimper from Harper. I filled her tight pussy back up with three of my fingers. No matter what I do, the chances of her still hurting a bit when we were both buried inside of her were very high. I stopped rubbing her clit and focused on making sure she was comfortable being fucked by my fingers. I stroked myself as I opened her up.
“Cam, fu–” She cut off her words with a moan.
“You’re doing so good, baby. Can’t wait to feel this pussy around our cocks.” I kissed her thigh softly. Once my fingers were in all the way to the furthest knuckle, I began pumping them in and out at a slow pace.
She moaned a breathless, “Faster.”
I glanced up at Tucker to see his expression, and he lookedlike he was two seconds away from taking my place. I didn’t need to be told twice that she needed more. I fucked her with my fingers and rubbed her clit with my free hand.
“Shiiiittt just like that. Oh, my God,” she arched her back off the bed.
“Fuck, you look so beautiful when you’re about to come.” I curled my fingers and felt her pussy tighten around them. “Shit, Harper, you’re squeezing my fingers so tightly. I need you to come for me, baby.”
She was definitely into the dirty talk because she did exactly that and came on my fingers. She screamed my name as she came. I didn’t change pace or my rhythm, just kept finger fucking her until she came down from her release. My fingers came to a stop, and I pulled them out of her.
As she lay there catching her breath, Tucker crawled back off the bed and walked towards me. His cocked bob as he made the short trek to me and kneeled by my side. He took my fingers that were dripping in Harper’s release and sucked them into his mouth.
Holy fuck.
My eyes rolled back into my skull as my head lolled to the side. I could feel Harper’s eyes on us as he treated my fingers as he would my cock. He put them so far into his throat I was sure he would gag, but a moan came out of him. As he swirled his tongue around my fingertips, I had to fight the urge to come. I pulled my fingers out of his mouth with an obscene, wet popping sound.
“You were right, pretty boy. She tastes intoxicating.” He said with a wink. Tucker stood up and offered me a hand to stand. When I stood, he held my chin between his forefinger and thumb, then bent down slightly to kiss me. It was messy, desperate, and everything I had been craving. His tongue quickly found mine, licking the rest of her release from mymouth. I moaned against his mouth, feeling Harper’s gaze still on us. Shit, this was so hot.
When we stopped to catch our breath. He turned to Harper to ask, “Are you ready, Sugar?”
She nodded with excitement in her eyes. He walked towards the side of the bed and helped her move up near the headboard. I climbed into the bed, moving towards her until I hovered over her. I kissed her collarbone, down her chest, across the soft slope of her stomach. She breathed out my name, and fingers knotted loosely in my hair.
I kneeled on the bed between her thighs, and looked down at her—flushed, wide-eyed, perfect.
“Tell me what you want, baby,” I said, voice rough. “You gotta use that pretty mouth of yours.”
Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, but she whispered, “I want to feel you inside me.” She sat up on her elbows, and her eyes darted from my cock to my face and then glanced towards Tucker. “I want to feel both of you.”
Fuck.
A mischievous smile crawled across Tucker’s face. “Well, since you asked so nicely.” He moved onto the bed, kneeling right in front of Harper’s face. She turned her head towards Tucker as he angled his dick towards her mouth.
