“No.” Damiano is very close all of a sudden, peering inside the bag. “I believe there is a second gift within.”
“Is it just as romantic as the first?” I laugh.
“Find it and see.” He nuzzles my neck, his lips finding the sensitive skin just beneath my ear.
I shiver as I reach into the bag. My fingers hit something cool and plastic, and I pull out a bottle of lube.
Seth walks back in, a shiny plug in his hand. “Oh good, you’ve found the second part of the gift.”
“It’s very…thoughtful.” I want to laugh.
“Well, we don’t want you to be too uncomfortable during the movie.” Seth’s smile is wicked.
“Wait.” I try to back away from Damiano, but I hit the banister. “During the movie?”
He grabs my hand and gently pulls me a couple feet away from the banisters. He turns me so I’m facing the stairs, then drops to his knees in front of me. It’s strange looking down at him—he and Seth are so much taller, I’m usually looking up.
“Let’s get these panties off of you.” He reaches under my skirt to find the waistband of my underwear. Slowly, he tugs them down. “You may want to grab the stair railing, bella. This next part will be interesting.”
“What’s going to happen? Are you putting that thing in me now? Seriously?”
“So seriously.” Seth presses between my shoulder blades, pushing me to bend forward.
They aren’t really doing this, are they? Panic and arousal swirl together in my mind. This is humiliating and horrible and…heavenly. Especially when Damiano puts his head up my skirt and licks me.
“Fuck.” I grip two balusters, one in each hand.
Seth lifts the back of my skirt. I shiver—not at the cold, but at the arousing and embarrassing thought of his eyes on my ass. The lights are on, everything is in view.
“Don’t worry, Miss M. I’ve already put lube on it and everything.” He slides the slippery tip of the plug over my crack.
At the same time, Damiano licks my pussy again. I want to say no and yes and wait and faster all at the same time. Instead, a muffled “mmff” escapes my lips.
“Oh, we’ve barely started.” Seth caresses my ass cheek, his palm warm. “I love this ass. So beautiful. I’m going to fuck you here sometime, Madison.”
He slides the plug closer to my back hole. I dread what he’s doing while secretly wondering if I’ll love it.
I hear a click as he opens up the lube and adds more liquid to the plug. He dribbles some over my ass at the same time.
“I want to make you as comfortable as possible, little girl. It’s your first time with a plug, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” The word is breathy and small.
“You know you can say no at any time.”
I nod. “Yes.”
Damiano presses his whole mouth against my pussy, licking me everywhere, sucking my clit. I can’t decide where to focus—on his mouth, which feels oh-so-good, or on Seth’s plug, which feels oh-so-scary.
But then Seth starts pushing the plug forward, and that’s all I can feel. Pressure in a new, taboo place.
“Push out a little, Madison.” Seth rests a hand at the base of my spine. “It’ll help, I promise. You’re doing great.”
I grip the balusters tighter.
“Relax.” He strokes my skin with his free hand. “You’re so good at this, you’re a natural. Keep letting me in, just like this.”
It burns and it’s tight, but then I feel the cool base nestled between my cheeks.
