20. Sincere
The same night, Lorenzo walked into our room a little after midnight. He pulled his reading glasses off the bridge of his nose and smiled at the sight of me and Goldyn cuddled up watching the reality show playing on our 70-inch screen. Braxton Family Values. She claimed to like it because she’d always wanted to be a part of a big family and it filled the void.
Now it was a part of our nightly routine because I was incapable of telling her no.
“How was your date?”
“Good,” I said, the memory of our time together bringing a smile to my lips.
He’d been holed up in his office when we got back, so we left him alone and showered, knowing he’d eventually join us in bed.
“She sleep?” Lorenzo asked, walking to our side of the bed. He stared at her face resting on my chest then bent to kiss me and Goldyn groaned.
“I’m not sleep,” she lied in a groggy voice, stretching against my side.
Enzo smiled against my lips and angled his head to kiss her too. “Hey, pretty.”
My eyes wandered to the TV until a whimper from Goldyn pulled me back to the kiss happening in front of me. Lorenzo held Goldyn’s face in his hands, his tongue parting her lips as they kissed and sucked at each other. Another whimper escaped and this time I was sure it came from Enzo. That was enough to have my dick stiffening in my pajama pants while my eyes glued themselves on the two people who meant everything to me.
Grudgingly, Goldyn broke the kiss and stared up at Lorenzo with hooded eyes. “I love kissing you.”
The raspy notes of her voice made my dick harder and I looked at Lorenzo just in time to catch his reaction. He licked his lips like he was trying to soak up every trace of her taste and let his eyes fall on me. Without warning, our lips clashed and I felt Goldyn free herself from my loose hold, giving Enzo room to move on top of me.
“Fuck,” I gasped, welcoming the heavy weight of his body on me and the feel of his hard length sliding against mine through the thin material of our pants.
But he didn’t give me time to get used to it. He propped himself up on his forearms above me, just out of reach while he stared down at me with a satisfied smirk.
“I’ve missed being on top of you, Sin.”
My lips parted but no words came out when he reached between us and fisted my length, his fingers flexing over my pajamas while he watched desire play over my face. It had been too long. And now that he’d brought it up, all I wanted to do was fix that.
“Enzo, please .” Even as I said his name, I reached out for Goldyn. I didn’t know what I was doing, but I wanted her to be a part of this. Needed her to know that my excitement didn’t exclude her. It never would. I always wanted both of them.
“What do you want, Sin?” My husband’s voice clawed me out of my thoughts and I stared up at him, a knot forming in my throat.
“I want you. And Goldyn. Right now.” I managed to choke out the words, desire drenching every syllable.
He stroked my dick again, this time harder and I hissed out a breath until Goldyn’s lips crashed into mine and captured the last of the sound. Fuck. She tasted so sweet and Enzo felt so good, his fingers flexing and tugging at my erection.
He vacated the space on top of me, pushing my legs apart so he could settle on his knees between them. And Goldyn somehow slid in his place, straddling my waist and sitting her wet pussy directly against my stomach.
She lifted her hips like a pro, giving Enzo enough space behind her to jack my dick while she leaned down to keep kissing me.
I couldn’t help but moan around her tongue, loving the way she filled the space between us. Like she’d done it a million times before. Just thinking about it made me thrust up into Enzo’s hand.
Goldyn groaned at the slight jolt, gasping when she looked down at my abs. “Shit, Sin. I’m making a mess on you.”
Before she could think about moving, my hands flew to her hips, holding her in place. She didn’t have any panties on under the oversized t-shirt she was wearing and the heat of her arousal seared my skin in the best fucking way. Her juices could soak my torso for all I cared. Just as long as she was on top of me.
Lorenzo yanked at the waist of my pajamas and freed my dick with one tug. I didn’t wear briefs to bed so my dick sprang free, smacking Goldyn’s ass before Lorenzo fisted it again.
I couldn’t see what he was doing behind Goldyn and that somehow made it more intense. All I had was feeling and the wet warmth of his mouth against my tip surprised me so much my head started thrashing against the pillows.
“Yes!” I hissed, biting down on Goldyn’s plump bottom lip. She whined her hips against my waist, and I felt her wetness coating my skin while Lorenzo forced me down his throat. The sound of me hitting the back almost undid me, but then Goldy cradled my face in her hands and stared down as she kept rocking against me.
There were too many sensations to name. I didn’t even know if I was feeling all of them in real time. Lorenzo sucked and Goldy’s hips bucked, trapping me in a never-ending cycle of lust and need. And there was nothing I could do but lay here and take it. Lay here and love it.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” They both felt so good. It took a while for my mind to let me focus on anything except enjoying this, but when it did, I reached between Goldyn’s legs and pressed my thumb against her clit so that every time she drug her hips forward, she was met with the pressure of my touch.
Her face fell into that pretty ass frown that told me pleasure was rushing through her faster than she could process it. Eyes brimming with pleasure and tears, she stared into my soul as her hands moved from holding my face to spread against my pecs. She kept her hands there, her palms innocently grazing my sensitive nipples and driving me closer to the edge.
But I talked myself down, slamming my eyes shut because I knew the longer I looked at her the faster I would come. It was working until Lorenzo released my dick with an audible pop and smacked the head of it against his wet lips.
My hips bucked again, against my will, seeking out the release they were both building within me. I’d never felt this overwhelmed in my fucking life. Never knew two people had the ability to bring me to the brink of losing my mind over and over again.
And then it happened. Lorenzo used the precum and saliva coating my dick and moved lower, pressing his finger against my tight hole. “Enzo!”
Something dark flickered in Goldyn’s eyes hearing my hoarse voice and she folded herself in half to capture the taste of my scream off my tongue. Fuck, I loved this. I loved her .
That truth hit me the instant Lorenzo fucked his index finger into me. He didn’t go past the first knuckle, giving me time to get adjusted to the intrusion while Goldyn’s tongue tangled with mine.
His deep voice snapped our lust driven haze. “As much as I wanna make you come in my hand, Sin, I wanna watch you fuck our girl until she comes and then I’m gonna come inside of you.”
Goldyn’s breath stuttered and so did mine when Lorenzo eased his finger in another inch, pumping slowly until there was enough give for him to move faster. My fingers dug into Goldyn’s thighs, locking her in place while my husband worked up to adding another finger.
“Oh, shiiiiiiit,” I drew out, humping against his hand while my dick stood at full attention, ready to erupt.
Between the tightness of my balls and the painful pressure building along my shaft, I was fucking lost. I couldn’t think past what I was feeling and then Enzo’s hand abandoned me.
I was empty, still leaking precum until it ran down my length and so damn wound up, I couldn’t open my eyes.
“Make our girl cream on this pretty dick, Sin. And then I’ll give you exactly what you need.”
As if on autopilot, Goldyn’s hooded eyes focused on me as she reached behind her, grabbed the base of my dick and then lifted up so she was hovering over me. The insides of her toned thighs were soaked with her arousal, and I knew she wouldn’t meet any resistance when she sat down, impaling herself on every thick inch of me.
“Yessss,” we breathed in unison.
My dick twitched inside of her, happy to be home. And her walls clamped all around me in a welcoming grip.
She was perfect. This was perfect. Except Lorenzo wasn’t fucking me. And I really, really needed him to fuck me.
GOLDYN
Somewhere in the span of two minutes, I’d gone from riding Sincere to him grabbing me up and flipping us on the bed. When he rose up on his knees to look down at me, I let him push my knees to my chest and fuck his hips in shallow thrusts, slowly filling me up and withdrawing even slower. His dick stretched me out, opening me up to take every beautiful inch of him.
My eyes rolled back.
My mouth hung open.
Even without him falling all the way inside, I was full and so damn close to my first orgasm, my pussy ached with the need to release. I’d been edging myself too long before he was seated inside of me and now I needed it like I needed oxygen. Needed to release every pent up emotion I couldn’t express with words. Because it felt like Sincere’s dick had been made for me and I didn’t know how I could ever go back to not having it.
He spread my legs wider, so my knees touched the comforter on either side of me instead of my chest, creating more space for him to fuck me deeper.
He bit down on his bottom lip in concentration, accentuating the dimples in his cheeks and that’s when I lost control. Something so simple and I went careening off the edge of the cliff, lost in waves of pleasure and the way this man looked when he was pleasing me.
It was addicting. It was vital. It was everything I needed.
My orgasm barreled into me, my pussy gripping Sin until he couldn’t move, and forced him to watch me shudder and shake through every wave of intense pleasure.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me.”
Oh my god.
“I’ll never get over how pretty you look coming on my dick.”
Before I could catch my breath and respond to his praise, the bed dipped behind us and a ghost of a smile pulled Sincere’s lips up. He leaned closer to me, erasing the space between our torsos until his warm breath coasted over my freckles. He was still deep inside of me, his dick absorbing the lingering spasms of my climax.
“I got you, okay?” He whispered against my cheek. When I frowned up at him, he kissed me hard. Until his hips jerked forward and he went impossibly deeper inside of me.
“ Sin .”
His tongue ran over my jaw before following the same path with soft kisses that made me clench all around him. The next thing I heard was a bottle cap snapping open and I knew it was lube when Lorenzo shook something in his grip before squirting it in his palm.
Sincere tensed for a second above me and I could imagine the cool gel hitting his skin before Lorenzo worked some along his dick.
“Can I fuck you while he fucks me, Goldyn?”
I was so gone from the force of my completion that it took me forever to register what he said.
So he asked me again, adding, “If you tell me no, we won’t do this. But I need you both so bad right now, I?—”
“Yes,” I replied, not needing to hear more. The torture twisting his face melted away before the bed dipped again and I saw Lorenzo’s hand at Sincere’s tatted waist.
His fingers flexed as he lined himself up behind the man on top of me.
My heart knocked out a furious rhythm.
My breath hitched in the back of my throat.
And my eyes stayed pinned to them as Lorenzo worked in the first inch, whispering in Sincere’s ear the whole time. “You can take it, baby.”
Pleasure and pain contorted his face before he bit down on his lip and threw his hips back to take another inch.
“Fuck, you feel good.” Their groans came out in unison and my already drenched pussy flooded with even more arousal.
Sincere’s dick pulsed inside of me, and even though he wasn’t moving, the fullness alone sent my senses into overdrive. That and watching his husband fuck into him, inch by inch, was going to be my undoing.
Lorenzo froze, his hands still gripping Sincere’s waist while he murmured something in his ear. I couldn’t hear it, but the soft timbre of his voice and the gentle kisses he stamped across Sincere’s neck was…everything.
“Just fuck her and I got us. Okay, baby?”
Sincere nodded, no words leaving his lips before he drove his hips forward again, blessing me with a deep thrust before he pulled out and impaled himself on Lorenzo’s dick.
We fell into a slow rhythm, rocking and swaying, our limbs entangled, our pleasure intertwined.
The whole time, Lorenzo kept whispering in Sincere’s ear and whatever he said must have been exactly what he needed to start fucking me with abandon again. His pace increased, knocking the wind out of me and he looked down at me with so much emotion clouding his eyes, I had to look away.
“Kiss me, Goldy,” Sincere pleaded. When I gave in, his tongue met mine in a sloppy tangle.
It was familiar and necessary. Comforting and so damn nasty my toes curled into the sheets.
I wanted to write songs about the things his tongue made me feel. The way his dick made me believe in heaven. The way his body made me happy to be alive.
Lorenzo’s attention zeroed in on me, his eyes burning into mine. “You’re so fucking perfect for us, Goldy. Don’t ever forget that. This is exactly where you belong.”
A blubbering response sat on the tip of my tongue and I lost it before it could turn into something coherent.
Every time Lorenzo thrust into Sin, he drove into me and another orgasm blindsided me.
I was crying. Desperate tears slid down my face. Rawness scratched my throat. And every muscle in my body tensed until I forced Sincere into his own release, tripling the sensations until my legs shook so bad he had to let them go. Pleasure coiled low in my gut, spreading outward until it consumed me. And each time I thought I was coming down, it hit me again. And again.
Fingers grazing my cheeks, Sin held my gaze and emptied every last drop of his cum inside me.
The warm flood of his completion snapped my last shred of dignity and I cried out, “Ah, fuccccckkkk!”
Seconds later, Lorenzo stilled again. Then he bit down on Sincere’s shoulder and they released a joint whimper.
It was too much. I was full of Sin and Sin was full of Lorenzo. A flutter of awareness shook me and I had to close my eyes.
There would never be anything in my life to rival what happened tonight, and I just needed a moment of silence to sit with that before I tried to deal with the aftermath.
Sincere’s soft lips brushed my brow before he released a guttural groan as Lorenzo pulled out of him. He kissed the side of my head and then pulled his softening dick out of me, looking down at the mess we made as it dripped against the sheets.
“Fuck, Goldy. Look what we did.”