She tried to fuck herself on his hand, but Magnus stilled her movements as he positioned himself on the bed once more. When he was laid out on his back, Magnus urged Ava to crawl over him, the shift causing Trey’s fingers to dislodge. He wiped his hands on the shorts he’d discarded, then tossed them away and got into position behind her.
Sitting back on his haunches, he stroked his cock while he watched Magnus’s impressive cock split her pussy wide as she sank down on him, taking him to the hilt. Trey fucking loved this part … watching the two of them … it had become one of his favorite pastimes. But while he didn’t mind entertaining his inner voyeur, he much preferred being an active participant.
Ava began rocking faster on Magnus’s cock, so Trey lightly spanked her ass again, reminding her he was there. She giggled as she stilled her hips, allowing him to guide his cock to her back entrance.
“Relax, baby,” Magnus crooned. “Let it feel good.”
Ava leaned down to kiss him, her asshole stretching wide as Trey pushed in slowly, curling his fingers around her hips and inching her back on him. As he gained ground, Magnus’s cock slid out, but that was the goal. Trey didn’t want to overwhelm her yet. They alternated, each pushing in a little more before retreating until Magnus’s cock moved against his deep inside her.
Ava whimpered as she pushed against him, urging him inside her.
“Yes … God, yes…”
Since she seemed to know what felt good, Trey let her fuck herself onto his dick. She gently rocked, her smooth passage stroking him so sweetly as she took him inch by inch.
When he was balls deep, Trey stilled. He’d never felt anything like this before, and he wanted to savor it. Her hole was so tight and so goddamn hot, he wasn’t sure he would survive more than a minute. He gripped her hips and held her still, waiting as Magnus pushed inside her, filling her pussy and stroking Trey’s cock through the thin barrier that separated them.
It was Trey’s turn to whimper, and he couldn’t even find it in him to be embarrassed. Nothing had ever felt this fucking good before.
“Please,” Ava cried. “Fuck me.”
Trey swallowed, digging his fingers into her hips as he slowly inched out, her asshole gripping him tightly as though fighting to keep him inside.
After a few minutes, the overwhelming desire to come faded somewhat, allowing him to fuck her properly. He maintained a slow pace, alternating thrusts with Magnus as they fucked her thoroughly. Ava peered back at him over her shoulder, gifting him with a sexy grin.
“Feel good, girl?”
“Better than good. But I know that’s not all you’ve got.”
Oh, that cheeky little minx.
“You asked for it,” he said with a smirk, picking up his pace.
Her head snapped back around, her shoulders tensing as Trey began fucking her harder. Deeper. Faster. He gave her all she asked for, stealing some pleasure for himself in the process. Ava dropped her hips slightly, the move allowing Trey to provide the momentum for her to fuck herself on Magnus’s cock while Trey drilled into her ass.
Ava’s soft moans grew louder, her voice guttural as she begged them to make her come.
Trey kept a steady, rapid pace, pounding into her ass as Magnus’s hand disappeared between their bodies, presumably to give her little clit some attention.
“Yes!” Ava squealed. “Yes! Yes! God, yes!”
Her body locked down on his cock, and Trey had to grit his teeth, but even that didn’t help.
“Ah, fuck,” he growled roughly. “Ah, hell … Magnus … I’m gonna come.”
Magnus’s leg muscles tightened beneath him, and he knew the man was letting himself go.
Trey slammed into Ava’s ass one final time and let the ecstasy consume him.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Wednesday, September 7, 2022
“You sure this is what you wannado?” Trey asked Ava as he steered his truck into the driveway of Ava’s old house.
It’d been three days since Trey had declared his love to Magnus and Ava had promised not to keep secrets from anyone. Of course, once she said that, she’d proceeded to tell them all the shit she got into in high school. Enough that Trey was wondering whether some secrets were better left untold.
“I am,” she said from the backseat, her tone full of conviction.
