60. Maeve #2
I find myself draped over his strong thighs, my ass in the air, at his mercy.
Blood rushes to my head, and I shake the hair out of my face so that I can see past the curtain of red locks.
Ford flips up my skirt and hooks his fingers in my leggings, pulling them down along with my panties.
The cool air of the plane hits my bare skin, making me shiver.
I’m exposed to all three of them now, and I can practically feel their hungry gazes sliding over my skin.
“Look how wet she is.” Hayden’s voice is thick. “Her pussy is soaked. She loved sucking your cock, didn’t she?”
“Count them,” Ford orders, and then his large palm connects with my ass in a sharp smack that echoes through the cabin.
The sting blooms across my skin, sending shockwaves straight to my pussy as pain and pleasure blur together.
“One,” I gasp, my voice breathy.
Hayden moves to sit beside us, and I feel his fingers slide between my legs to find my swollen clit. The contrast between the sting of Ford’s spanking and the soft circles Hayden traces makes me moan.
“Such a good girl,” Hayden murmurs. “Taking your punishment so well. You’re dripping all over my fingers.”
Ford’s hand comes down again, harder this time, and I cry out as pleasure and pain mingle in ways that shouldn’t feel this good. “Two!”
They continue like that—Ford’s large hand painting my ass with stinging slaps while Hayden works my clit with skillful fingers that know exactly how to touch me.
Each spank sends jolts of sensation through my entire body, the pain transforming into ecstasy as Hayden’s touch builds the pressure inside me.
“Three! Four! Five!” I count breathlessly, my hips grinding against Hayden’s hand as I chase the building orgasm, whimpering as each slap pushes me down against his fingers.
“Fucking hell.” Gabriel lets out a strangled noise. “She practically dripping. She loves being punished. Our perfect little masochist.”
By the time we reach eight, I feel like I’ve gone to a different dimension, lost in a haze of both pleasure and pain. My ass is on fire, the skin hot and sensitized, but all I can think about is the knot of heat coiling tighter and tighter in my belly.
“Nine!” I cry out as Ford’s hand comes down particularly hard, the sound loud in the enclosed space.
“One more,” Hayden says, pinching my clit between his fingers just enough to make me see stars. “Then you can come for us.”
“Ten!” I scream as Ford delivers the final spank, and Hayden pinches harder.
“Come. Now,” Hayden commands, and I shatter.
The orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave, my back arching as pleasure rockets through every limb. I’m dimly aware that I’m making embarrassing sounds—whimpers and cries and broken moans—but I can’t stop myself. I don’t even know if the sounds I’m making are words or not.
Ford’s large hands smooth over my burning ass as I come down from the high, his touch soothing now instead of punishing. “That’s our girl,” he whispers softly. “So beautiful when you fall apart for us.”
When I finally stop shaking, I realize we’re at cruising altitude now.
The turbulence is gone, and Ford’s anxiety seems to have completely disappeared, washed away by the distraction of spanking me.
They help me out of my remaining clothes, leaving me naked in the luxurious plane cabin.
The leather of the seat feels soft against my knees as Ford pulls me up to straddle his lap.
“It’s killing me not to be inside you already,” he groans, gripping his cock to line it up with my entrance. “Need to feel that tight pussy wrapped around me.”
I sink down onto him, biting my lip hard as I try to pace myself. He’s so thick that it takes a moment, his girth stretching me deliciously as I take him inch by inch. When he’s fully seated inside me, we both pause, breathing hard as we hold each other’s gaze.
“God, you feel so good,” he breathes, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave marks. “So tight and wet and perfect.”
I start to move, rising up until just his tip is inside me before sinking back down. The feeling of fullness is incredible, the way he stretches me and hits all the right spots with each movement. His hands guide my rhythm, helping me find the perfect pace.
“Fuck, look at her ride him.” Gabriel’s strained voice breaks through my concentration, and I glance over to see him and Hayden both stroking themselves through their pants, their eyes glued to where Ford and I are connected.
Relishing the fact that we have an audience, I ride Ford harder, stoking the pleasure that’s rising inside me again. His hands move to cup my breasts, his thumbs circling my nipples until they’re hard peaks. Every touch sends sparks of sensation through my body, taking me apart piece by piece.
Just as I’m getting close to another orgasm, Ford suddenly lifts me off him. I let out a surprised yelp, but before I can turn my protest into words, he’s already turning me toward his friends.
“Hayden’s turn,” he says with a low chuckle. “Go on, Spitfire. Share that sweet pussy with him.”
I walk over on wobbly legs, and as soon as I reach him, Hayden pulls me down onto his lap, lifting me easily to position me just how he wants me. I’m so warmed up already that his cock slides into me with one smooth thrust that makes us both groan.
“Missed this pussy,” he growls against my neck, his teeth scraping my skin as he starts to move. “Missed being inside you.”
He fucks me with deep, powerful strokes that make me see stars, his hands gripping my ass as he controls the pace. I can feel Ford and Gabriel watching, their heated gazes like a physical touch, and it only makes everything hotter.
“She’s so responsive.” Ford hums in approval. “Look how she arches for you. How her tits bounce. You’re stunning, Spitfire.”
I nod in acknowledgement of his words, past the power of speech as I start to move a little faster. But before I can hit the climax I so badly crave, Hayden is lifting me off him and passing me to Gabriel, who turns me around so I’m facing the other two as I sink down onto his cock.
“Look at them watching you,” Gabriel murmurs in my ear, his accent making heat coil in my belly. “They love seeing you fall apart on my cock. And why wouldn’t they? You look like a damn goddess right now.”
Gabriel’s hands roam my body as he moves inside me, one hand tweaking my nipples while the other circles my clit. The combination of sensations is overwhelming, and I can feel myself getting close again. His cock curves in just the right way to hit my G-spot with every thrust.
Just when I’m about to come, he moves me back to Ford, who thrusts inside me with renewed vigor, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise.
They pass me between them like this, each one bringing me to the edge before handing me off to the next. Each cock feels different inside me—Ford’s thickness that stretches me perfectly, Hayden’s length that reaches deep, Gabriel’s curve that hits all the right spots.
By the time Gabriel finally pushes me over the edge, I’m a trembling, incoherent mess. The orgasm is so intense it borders on painful, my whole body convulsing as I cry out their names like a prayer.
“That’s it,” Gabriel groans, his rhythm becoming erratic as I clench around him. “Squeeze my cock. Milk every drop of cum from me.”
He comes with a shout, filling me with his hot release. But I’m not done—Ford and Hayden both need their pleasure too, and I want nothing more than to give it to them.
They move me between them again, their hands and mouths everywhere as they chase their own release.
When Ford finally comes, he buries himself deep inside me and groans my name like a prayer.
Hayden fucks me next, his thrusts becoming rough and desperate until he’s grinding deep inside me, his cum mixing with Ford’s and Gabriel’s until I’m filled and claimed by all three of them.
In the aftermath, I’m curled up against Ford’s chest while Gabriel and Hayden gather around us, all of us still breathing hard and satisfied. The cabin smells like sex and contentment, and I’ve never felt more complete.
“Did that help with your fear of flying?” I ask Ford, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw.
He chuckles, the sound rumbling through his chest. “It did. But it wasn’t just the sex, Spitfire. It was you . Everything is better when you’re with me.”
I smile as Hayden kisses my shoulder and Gabriel strokes my hair, their touches gentle and full of adoration. “I love you all.”
“We love you too,” they say almost in unison.
I swallow hard, dragging in a deep breath as my chest fills with so much emotion I think it might burst.
I’ve never thought of myself as a Grinch, but my heart definitely grew three sizes this Christmas.