Lordy. He was … huge.
When I first glimpsed his package, my mouth fell open. I'd never seen anything so big, so … intimidating. The thought of taking him in my body… Would he even fit?
I was about to find out.
My muscles tightened as he inched inside me. He was stretching my painfully tight.
“Too much,” I whispered, slightly embarrassed that I couldn’t do as he wanted.
“Relax, darlin’.” His eyes were open and focused on my face.
“It won’t fit,” I conceded.
“It’ll fit, I promise,” he said, that sexy smirk making me wetter than I already was.
When he pulled me down against him, my breasts flattened to his chest, I relaxed into his kiss, loving how warm his hands were as they slid over my back. When he gripped my butt and started rocking me forward and back, easing deeper and deeper inside me, pleasure unlike anything I'd ever known infused me. From my head to my toes, my skin tingled, my core tightening as he pushed inside, sliding over nerve endings I didn’t even realize I had.
“You okay?” he whispered.
“So okay,” I said, pressing down on him.
“You’re in control, baby.”
I liked the idea of being in control, even if it was slightly off-putting. I knew Wolfe was being gentle with me. I'd learned that was how he was. No matter what I wanted, he was going to take care of me. In fact, I figured if I wanted more, I would have to tell him.
One day I might be able to do that. Until then, I wanted them to guide me, to show me what to do, because I had no experience with this.
Suddenly Rhys was next to us, kneeling beside Wolfe’s head, his cock in his hand.
“Suck me,” he instructed Wolfe.
Wolfe’s head turned, his tongue darting out and licking the swollen crest.
I couldn’t help but sit up, rocking my hips to keep the friction going, my hands planted flat on Wolfe’s chest. When Wolfe took Rhys in his mouth, I shuddered, a violent tremor racking my entire body. These two men together… It blew my mind how much I liked watching them.
Rhys wasn’t gentle with Wolfe, driving his cock into Wolfe’s mouth, pretty much fucking his face. I didn’t realize I was rocking faster on Wolfe, the friction of him inside me doing amazing things.
“I’m gonna come from watchin’ you ride him,” Rhys said.
I nodded, although I wasn’t sure why I was. I wanted to watch Rhys come.
His hips began pumping faster as he fucked Wolfe’s mouth. His chest heaved, his grunts and groans echoing in the room. God, I was going to be the one coming from watching them.
“Fuck, yes,” Rhys hissed, his hips stopping suddenly, his cock jerking as he came.
I paused, transfixed by the erotic sight.
The next thing I knew, I was on my back, Wolfe hovering over me. He kissed me and I tasted Rhys on his tongue. It was slightly surreal and intensely sensual. Not something I'd ever imagined I'd experience.
Wolfe’s hand slid behind my knee, lifting my leg and holding it near his hip as he took complete control. This was what I'd wanted. To make this man lose control. I was inundated by intense pleasure. Between the solid length of him inside me, his grunts and groans, and the way his beautiful body looked when he was above me, I knew it couldn’t get much better than this.
“Wolfe! Oh, God!” That was all it took. Him taking control… Suddenly I was spinning out of control, my body detonating as he impaled me over and over.
“Oh, hell,” Wolfe growled. “Fuck, baby… Milk my cock. Just like… Ahh, God!”
I opened my eyes and watched as Wolfe came, his body tensing, his muscles flexing as his cock pulsed inside me.
Seconds later, sheer exhaustion consumed me.
