Chapter 17 - Reece
“Easy, baby,” I grunt. “Or you’ll make a mess before the real fun begins.”
Her touch is like fire.
“Climb on top of him.” Dean returns, kneeling at the end of the sheepskin. “Ride him like you did this morning.”
His long cock bounces in the air, glistening from her soaked pussy.
I know how good she tastes.
There’s an insane urge in me to lick him clean.
But when Stacy slides over me, and drops her tight cunt over my cock, every thought leaves my head except how good she feels.
Her body trembles as she starts to rock, squeezing me with her inner muscles until I’m back on the brink of release.
Dean tips a bottle over her lower back making her tense and her blue eyes widen.
“It’s cold,” she gasps.
Then it dribbles down her body and onto me, like little icy droplets on my nut sack.
Shit, that kills the orgasm.
He spreads the oil over her ass, plunging his fingers inside of her.
“Fuck,” I groan. “I can feel that.”
His tips work up and down my length through the thin layer of tissue, stroking me within her.
When I look up, his gaze is on me. “How does it feel?”
“Amazing,” Stacy and I both exhale.
His smirk grows as he reaches his other hand between my legs.
And rubs the oil over my balls while he’s still working his fingers in her ass.
Holy shit.
“Spread your knees.” His voice is low, directed at me.
He’s always been bossy. I’ve usually pushed back.
But this time, I give in and obey.
Then he grips her hip, pressing his lips between her shoulder blades. “Stacy, baby? I made you a promise. You tell me if I need to slow down or stop, okay?”
She rolls her lip between her teeth, smiling down at me. “Okay.”
Wedging himself between my thighs is…a different feeling.
His hand reaches around her, moving her over my cock, and tilting her pelvis.
Why is it so much different when he’s in control?
Her body freezes when he lines himself up.
“Relax, like a good little slut,” he croons, his palms working up and down her sides.
Fuck, his voice makes me do it too.
What the hell?
His hips move slowly until I can feel the tip of his dick working in and out through her.
He’s rubbing against me.
Fighting the need, I bite the inside of my cheek hard enough to taste the metallic edge of blood.
A low moan builds from her and she braces her hands against my chest.
“Holy…shit…” she pants as he moves deeper.
“Take them both,” he grunts, pushing again. “Almost there.”
His swollen ridge runs along my shaft, barely separated by her inner walls.
Her chin reaches towards the sky as pinpricks of sweat dapple her forehead. “So big,” she cries out.
I can’t stop myself from jutting my hips, driving myself into her to rub against him.
Fire forms a tight ball in my loins and my hand flattens over his, locking our fingers around her rolling waist.
Then I feel his nuts bouncing against mine.
“I’m gonna—” My teeth clench as Dean pounds into her.
Her scream forms from somewhere, rising with every stroke, until she begins to spasm, ripping my own release out of me.
When he reaches between us and shoves two fingers into my ass, I swear my toes curl.
An icy inferno rips through me at the foreign intrusion, milking me into flooding a spurt of burning cum.
Through my groan, I can hear him join us, all of us violently shuddering through the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced.