46. Rosalie #2
“Who the fuck is on my dick?” He went up on his elbows and stared down at his crotch. I followed his gaze to find Enzo holding his dick and stroking him.
“Hey,” Cole said thickly, his cheeks darkening.
“You don’t like it?” Enzo asked, not bothering to stop his work on him.
“I, uh, wasn’t expecting it.”
“Don’t worry. I’m only fucking with you.” Enzo released his dick and let out a laugh before he came to me and pulled me into his arms as he lay on my other side.
Cole lay back down without a word, seemingly lost in thought, which was odd when I was naked in bed with him.
“What’s wrong, Scott? Was I right in you not knowing what to do with yourself if I touched your anaconda?” Enzo chuckled again before kissing me.
“Shut up,” Cole muttered, tugging me away from him and kissing me. “Make yourself useful, De Luca, and get back on my cock.”
“You wish.”
Cole didn’t continue his banter with Enzo because his hand moved between my legs, and he pushed a finger deep inside me.
I moaned softly against his lips, making him let out a grunt of appreciation.
“Tell me you want two fingers, baby,” he said between kisses.
“Two. Please.”
He obliged and pushed a second digit deep into my pussy. I clung to him, kissing him deeper, his powerful ministrations against my heat.
It was when Enzo pressed his cock against my entrance that I let out a stuttering breath.
“Can you take Enzo’s big cock, too, Rosebud?”
“I-I want to try,” I answered thickly.
“Then spread your legs wider and let me in,” Enzo said, moving between my legs.
I did as instructed, letting my legs fall completely open. Enzo pushed forward, breaching me. I cried out softly against Cole’s lips as Enzo entered along Cole’s fingers.
“Tell Cole what a good girl you were last night,” Enzo commanded as he squeezed one of my breasts.
“I was a good girl,” I whimpered out.
“Mm, I like that. You want more?” Cole growled. “Three fingers, baby? Can you take three and that big cock? We can reward you for being so good.”
“P-please,” I husked out. “Try.”
Cole nipped my bottom lip before Enzo stopped moving. Carefully, Cole worked another finger inside me, the burning intense.
“Four fingers?” Cole asked. “Let me put my whole fucking fist inside that pussy, baby. Then we’ll both fuck your tight holes. Because when I’m done here, I’m going to fuck that perfect little ass and make Enzo clean up after me.”
Enzo let out a grunt, but he didn’t protest.
I didn’t think I could take four. While I’d had two guys in the same hole before, a hand was an entirely different story. I wouldn’t tell him no if he wanted to try.
And he did.
I cried out as Cole worked a fourth digit into my pussy.
“It’s hurting,” I rasped.
“Good. Take it,” he ground out as Enzo started to move.
I tightened against the pain.
“Relax, or you’ll make it worse,” Enzo said, his voice deep and predatory. “If you make it worse, I’m not going to stop. I want to blow my load inside this pussy, and I fully intend on it, whether you’re fighting the pain or not.”
I willed myself to calm down as they both continued to work me over. Within moments, the familiar heat of an orgasm warmed my body, and I came with a cry, soaking everything with each delicious pulse of my release.
“Fuck, there you go. Good girl.” Cole kissed me before slowly removing his fingers, leaving Enzo’s cock behind and embedded deep within me.
“I want to fuck your mouth,” Cole said against my lips. “Can I fuck your mouth, Rosebud?”
I nodded, definitely wanting that.
He let out a soft laugh before nipping my bottom lip.
“Sixty-nine, baby. I’ll be on top. Hope you feel like swallowing my cock.” And with those words, he straddled my face and pushed his dick between my lips. It was harder to suck him this way, but I managed. My heart pounded as he went down on me, his mouth close to Enzo’s dick.
I knew the two enjoyed messing with one another. They liked pushing one another’s boundaries, and the entire thing always excited me.
Enzo let out a soft groan as he fucked me.
I wasn’t sure if it was from something Cole was doing or from me, but the possibility that it was Cole messing with him had me practically panting.
The fact that I couldn’t see it made it so much more torturous.
I could only imagine what I thought might be happening between my legs.
But I felt Cole’s tongue on my clit, circling it, flicking it, sucking it.
His dick was buried so deep within my throat that I was struggling to breathe, but I wanted this so badly that I’d endure.
Cole’s tongue moved, and Enzo let out a breathless groan.
The heat built from within me again as Cole went back to eating me while Enzo thrusted in and out.
I came with a garbled cry, and Cole sucked my clit through the entire orgasm. I shook violently beneath his mouth, Enzo moaning out his release deep inside me.
“Fuck, that was good,” Enzo murmured thickly as he finally slowed to a stop. “Fucking come in her mouth, Cole.”
Cole thrust in and out of my mouth faster, making my sucks obsolete because he was straight-up fucking against my tongue and deep into my throat.
“You want to clean my cock?” Enzo husked out.
“Fuck,” Cole groaned, his release shooting deep into my throat. I could see Enzo fisting Cole’s blond hair, and I was sure I caught him running his dick along Cole’s lips before he pulled away.
Cole shook over me before he pulled out of my mouth and rolled over.
“Let me help you swallow all that,” Enzo said. He came to me and kissed me, his tongue swirling in my mouth and collecting the mess Cole had made. He took his portion and swallowed it with me, our tongues tangling and Cole on our tastebuds.
Cole pushed into me without fanfare and fucked me until I was coming hard again, Enzo eating down my screams.
Cole slapped my pussy as I came, making me cry out.
I was spent. Totally and completely spent. There was no way I could go another round.
Cole pulled out, sensing that, and moved to lie beside me, Enzo on my other side.
“That was fucking good,” Cole said, pecking my lips. “Did you like it, Rosebud?”
I nodded tiredly.
He chuckled and massaged one of my breasts before pausing to tease my nipple. Enzo went up on an elbow and smiled down at me.
“Hey, Enzo?” Cole called out.
“Yeah?” Enzo looked over at him.
In a flash, Cole was up on his feet on the mattress. He slapped his dick across Enzo’s face hard, making Enzo’s head move.
“Anaconda attack, bitch!” Cole whooped, rushed into my bathroom, and slammed the door behind him before Enzo could even process what happened.
He let out a sigh and looked back at me.
“Your face is red,” I said, chuckling.
“I’m not embarrassed. It’s simply Cole being an ass?—”
“No, it’s red. You have a mark on your face from him hitting you.”
Enzo let out a groan. “I swear if he left a dick-shaped bruise on my face, I’ll beat his ass.”
I traced my fingers along his cheek. “It’s a good look for you.”
He snorted before his lips met mine again, his fingers twining around my wrists over my head as he moved to level himself over me.
“Can you take me again?” he asked softly.
“Once more,” I whispered, wanting to do this for him.
“My good girl.” And just like that, he was back inside me, working me over. Cole came back into the room and grabbed his phone, recording the whole thing with a smile. I was used to them recording me.
My, how times have changed.