Reese’s eyes were pinned to her hand, while David’s hands roamed, stopping to run his fist over Reese’s cock now and then, but mostly just rubbing his pale skin warm and pink.
“Have you done this before?” David asked.
Mati nodded.
Reese shook his head. “No. But I want to.”
“Good. We’ll take our time. Open her up until she hardly feels it go in.”
“It won’t hurt?”
“It won’t. Not for Mati. And not when it’s your turn,” David promised.
Reese’s cheeks flushed darker, that eager look back. “Okay.”
David turned his hot gaze on Mati and she smiled, because in the tangle of emotion coursing through her was a wild, unstoppable happiness. These men wanted to give her the pleasure she sought, shecraved, and did it without hesitation. Without shame. It didn’t matter that Reese hadn’t done it before. Or that David had. What mattered was they trusted one another to understand ongoing consent and pushing boundaries and experimentation and pleasure for the sake of pleasure, free of hang-ups and proscribed gender roles and all the other shit she’d long ago resigned herself to accepting as ubiquitous.
It made it simple. Easy. And incredibly fuckinghot.
Mati lay down on her back and opened her legs, bending her knees so she was spread before David and Reese. David’s hand coasted down one of her thighs, while Reese’s curled around her other shin. Mati squeezed her eyes closed, listening to the soft murmur of David’s voice as he whispered instructions into Reese’s ear.
She flinched at the first brush of cold fingers, but then two fingertips stroked across the tight muscles and puckered skin around the entrance to her ass. The cold lube was forgotten, the only sounds her gasps and the quiet rumble of David’s praise as they rubbed and swirled. Mati’s body buzzed at the gentle tease, the sensation not enough to be satisfying but still achingly arousing. She was about to lose her patience when a long, thick finger slipped into her ass, all the way to the second knuckle.
Mati rolled her head back on the pillow and hummed. “That’s better.”
David chuckled.
Reese stared at her ass, his cheeks flushed and eyes feverish. “Fuck, that’s hot.”
The finger disappeared and Mati growled.
“You do it,” David said softly, nuzzling at Reese’s neck. Goosebumps rose under Reese’s jaw.
Mati spread her legs wider. “Please, Reese.”
Reese nodded, his finger tracing the same circles, three, four times, and dipping in.
They both gasped.
“So tight,” Reese said, breathless.
“Keep going,” David urged, and Mati squirmed, her breath hitching with each thrust, in and out, his finger going deeper each time.
“Fuck, that’s good,” she moaned, sliding a hand down her stomach toward her aching clit.
“God, is it?” Reese asked, sounding winded. David was slowly jacking Reese’s cock.
Mati hummed happily. “Yes, god yes. Reese, you’re going to love this. I know you are.”
Reese nodded, thrusting faster.
Mati drew a long, deep breath and let it out slowly, sinking into the sensations, her focus fracturing.
David said, “Now two.”
Someone added more lube, and when Reese pressed forward, his second finger slipped in right next to the first.
David groaned, brushing a hand up her thigh. “Look at you.” He slid his fist up Reese’s length, twisting over the head.
