“Looks like he’s savoring you.”
Rafe grunted.
“What do you need?” Holt asked Bailey. “You want his fingers?”
Bailey moaned.
“Or do you want his cock?”
She hummed and nodded.
“Tell him.”
“Rafe … oh, God … please…”
“All you have to do is ask, little rabbit. We’ll give you whatever you need.”
“I want you both,” she whispered. “I want you both at the same time.”
Rafe lifted to his knees, his mouth sliding up her torso until he reached her mouth. Holt watched as they kissed, a heated exchange that told him the foreplay had reached its limits, and it was time for the three of them to consummate this relationship.
But if Holt thought this would be a slow expedition, he learned he was wrong when Rafe pushed Bailey’s knees back and rammed his cock deep inside her. He wasn’t wearing a condom, and Bailey didn’t question the action, so Holt didn’t either. Evidently, they’d already had this conversation which he took to mean there’d been considerable progress between them.
Holt took that as a good sign.
***
As soon as Rafe thrust inside her, a sense of overwhelming urgency brought her nerve endings to life.
She didn’t want slow and gentle. She wanted fast and hard. She wanted to lose herself in this moment with these men. She’d never wanted anything as badly as she wanted both of them, and having them at the same time, filling her, fucking her … it was all she could do to breathe as he urged Rafe onto his back so she could take the reins.
“Damn, you look good like that,” Holt murmured, watching as she sat astride Rafe, rolling her hips as she fucked him.
She watched as Rafe turned his head and Holt leaned in, their lips melding together. The way they touched … this wasn’t merely about sex, although she would bet money Rafe would claim that was the case. He seemed present and willing, but Bailey sensed he was still holding back. Before the night was over, she hoped his hesitance had faded because she’d lost every ounce of uncertainty the moment she saw Holt on his knees with Rafe’s cock in his mouth.
Never in her life would she have imagined two men could look so hot together.
As the memory assaulted her, Bailey whimpered, planting her palms on Rafe’s chest so she could move faster, take him deeper.
“I think our little rabbit needs more,” Holt said, breaking the kiss.
“Yes,” she bit out. “Fuck me. Both of you.”
Rafe’s eyebrows lifted, and he turned his full attention to her, gripping her hips and holding her still so he could fuck her. He drove his hips up, impaling her deeper than she thought possible. Sparks burst along her skin, leaving tingles in their wake.
The next few minutes were a rush as she fought to hold on while they brought her extreme pleasure with their hands and mouths. But the moment she felt the firm press of Holt’s fingers against her back hole, she thought she would come out of her skin. She’d never imagined she would want to be fucked there, but after Rafe had teased her that morning, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. She’d never experienced it with the few men she’d been with, but now that she’d had a little taste of it, she wanted to binge.
Leaning forward, she rested her chest on Rafe’s, her lips moving with his as she rocked her hips against those intruding fingers, trying to take them deeper. She expected it to hurt, but there was only slight discomfort when Holt inserted two fingers.
“Please,” she groaned. “Fuck me, Holt. Fuck me now.”
She heard his raspy chuckle, felt his thighs when he shifted closer, pressing against her. She held her breath and waited, expelling it when he pushed the head of his cock against her anus.
“That’s it. Bear down. Let me in.”
Bailey pushed back against the intrusion, taking him in her ass. Holt slipped inside slowly, fighting her body’s natural resistance until he was lodged so deep, she thought she would break in two.
“Slow,” he urged, gripping her hips when she attempted to pull forward so she could take him again.
