Chapter 45
DID THE BUTT PLUG LIE?
Aubrey
The second we reach the hotel suite, the two men break.
If I’d thought it was hot when one man pushed a woman up against a door, that was nothing compared to Dev and Ledger claiming me.
Ledger slams my left hand to the wall above my head, calling dibs on my mouth with fresh, new ferocity. Dev pins my right wrist to the doorframe and blazes a hot, needy trail along my shoulder, up my neck to my ear.
These men and their obsession with my neck—they’ve unlocked a new kink in me. The more they kiss my neck, the more I’m convinced neck-gasm is a thing.
I’m flush with desire from Dev’s fierce devotion with his lips, from Ledger’s bruising possession with his mouth, and from their questing hands.
Four.
I get four hands all over me.
Hands in hair, hands on tits, then hands down my belly, coasting across my ass. They’re touching me everywhere, and I know, with terrifying certainty, that nothing will ever compare to them.
But I’m determined to suck every last ounce of pleasure and passion and joy from my last thirty-six hours with them.
There is no time for sadness when Dev cups my jaw and jerks me away from Ledger. “Need this mouth. Need you.”
I ache at his words. My panties grow wetter. I grab Dev’s shirt and moan into his mouth, not sure if I’m moaning from his kiss or Ledger’s hand snaking under my skirt and inside the lace of my undies.
Finding my wetness.
Hissing against my neck.
Biting down as Dev kisses me.
“Fuck, honey. You’re so fucking wet for us,” Ledger praises me.
“I am,” I gasp in between kisses, grasping at his shirt too, holding onto him at the same time.
Ledger strokes my clit then runs his fingers through my slick heat like he’s mesmerized by my arousal.
“Fucking beautiful.” My desire has put him in a trance. “Look at how turned on you get,” he says against my shoulder before he nips my flesh.
I gasp, letting go of Dev’s lips just to catch my breath. “Need you both,” I whisper.
Dev gazes at me. “Where do you need us?” He sounds like he’s holding onto the edge of the world, waiting for me to answer.
I tremble as Ledger strokes me sensually, his fingers coasting reverently across my pussy, stopping at my clit where he draws maddening circles and repeats the same question. “Where do you need us?”
My answer won’t be a surprise. Since the first night, we’ve been talking about what we all want in bed. We’ve been direct and open. But they want to hear me say it as much as I want to admit it.
I slide one hand over the steely ridge of Dev’s erection, the other over the hard outline of Ledger’s.
“I want you both inside me.” Tingles race down my spine at my own words.
I want my two men to fuck me tonight.
* * *
I’m new to threesomes, but I know this basic rule—lube is like books, batteries, and sunshine. You can’t have enough of it.
My guys know this too.
Ten minutes after I make my request, I’m perched on the edge of the couch in just my lingerie.
It’s one of my favorite positions with them —Dev standing behind me, playing with my tits as Ledger kneels on the floor.
I’m angled for all access, and I love it.
His mouth worships my pussy while he teases my ass open with a well-lubed plug.
Pretty sure they bought the whole toy store, and pretty sure I want to use every toy with them.
I’m sweating from desire. I’m hot everywhere from Ledger’s mouth, Dev’s hand, the toy, the sensations. The unholy sensations as Ledger preps and pleases me.
He flicks his tongue against my clit while he taps on the plug with his finger, sending a wild zing through me. A zing that I give back to Dev as I hunt for his mouth, lifting my face to his. “Kiss me, please,” I pant.
His mouth comes crashing down as his hands squeeze my tits. Ledger sucks harder, wiggles the plug just a little deeper.
Everything in me ignites. I’m a flare on the side of the road at night, bright and beckoning, and I’m coming on Ledger’s tongue, gasping into Dev’s mouth.
I’m shaking and crying out, and the hair on my arms stands on end. Before I know it, Dev’s carrying me to the bed, then easing out the plug as Ledger grabs a towel. Dev sets the toy on the towel, next to the lube, and immediately I want to be filled again. I’m getting so addicted.
Dev tells me to strip him.
Once I get my bearings, I tug at the bottom of his tight, trim polo, yanking it off, revealing his strong, firm chest covered in golden brown hair that I love roaming my fingers through. He shudders as I touch him. I travel down to his jeans and unbutton them.
Dev steps back and sheds the denim, then he tips his forehead to his friend. “Get your man undressed too,” he says.
A smile lights up my dirty soul. Everything they say includes all of us. Everything’s an acknowledgment of the way the three of us work together.
I peel off Ledger’s black shirt then yank down his jeans and boxer briefs.
Then I sit back and inhale a very satisfied breath at the sight at the foot of the bed—two hot hockey studs standing there with hard, bobbing cocks pointing at me.
I’m the one they desire. I’m the one they want.
They’ve seen me at my worst, when I was dumped on my wedding day by a man who never deserved me. And they rose to the occasion. Judging from their eager dicks, they’ve just kept rising.
I take a moment to relish in my power, my femininity. I slide a hand down my black cami and over my stomach, stopping at the thatch of hair between my thighs. Then I lean my head back and let out a long, sensual ohhh.
Their cocks jump.
I smile.
I run my hand back up my body, grabbing the bottom of the cami and tugging it off. Then I let them stare at my naked form, gobbling me up with their dirty gazes. I send them another smile. Another bite of the corner of my lips.
Then, I whisper, “Well, boys. Why don’t you spoil me with your dicks?”
“We fucking will,” Dev says as I get on my hands and knees.
Ledger’s behind me in no time, kissing a path down my spine to the top of my ass, grabbing the lube, drizzling some on his fingers, then teasing my ass open.
Dev strokes his hungry cock. Watching us.
We discussed this. Mapped it out. The kind of choreography you need to pull off a double boning doesn’t happen magically. It requires a little bit of planning. Some pre-game stretching.
Ledger gives that to me as he slides his fingers into my welcoming ass and then scissors them. My breath comes hot and fast as I grind down on his hand. He plays with me for a minute or two, praising me as he goes. “Nice and open, honey. Almost there.”
I rock back against him while my patient Dev strokes his cock, then stops suddenly to grab a condom, tossing it next to Ledger.
The man behind me smacks my ass.
I tense, then sigh into the pain. The joy of the sting. The way it radiates through my belly to my toes then ebbs.
He eases out his fingers.
I glance back. Ledger opens the foil, then rolls on the condom. My pulse spikes and then soars as he pours more lube on his shaft.
He nods at Dev, who steps closer, gathering my hair to the side as Ledger kneels behind me, then smacks my ass with his dick.
“You like that?” Dev asks, stroking my hair.
“I do,” I tell him, then draw a sharp breath as Ledger pushes against me. The blunt head of his cock stretches me, and I try to relax.
There are butt plugs. There are dildos. And then there are big dicks.
I swallow roughly, nervously as he pushes into my ass another inch.
I grit my teeth. Dev bends, cups my face. “You okay, baby?”
I nod into his hand, but I’m still bracing myself against these new feelings. What if the butt plug lied? What if the vibrator is all I like in my backside?
My worry fades when Dev pets my hair. “You’re so fucking pretty all the time.”
The compliment is a rush of warmth and a shot of relaxation.
My muscles loosen.
Ledger sets a hand on my lower back. Pressing down. Angling me and holding me in place. It’s possessive and purposeful.
“Breathe, baby,” Dev says like a coach.
I do as I’m asked.
Ledger groans, pushes his hand down more firmly, sinks deeper into my body.
I’m stretched as far as I can go, I think. It’s so different and I’m so full, and I don’t know if I love it. But as I wiggle my butt the slightest bit onto his cock, I gasp.
Oh.
Yes.
That feels…good.
Oh god.
The butt plug didn’t lie.
I’m pretty sure I like this.
When Ledger sinks in the rest of the way, the sound he makes is feral. “Oh fuck, honey. You look so fucking hot taking my dick. Look at you.”
A squeeze of my cheek, a smack of my flesh, then he slides out. Back in. Out. In.
Then he eases out all the way.
Trembling with pleasure, I turn around, so I can sink back onto him with my ass, but in a new position. “Now lie down so I can ride your dick like this,” I say with a wild smile I don’t dare hide.
“Like a good fucking cowgirl,” Ledger says, his voice rough with excitement.
He shifts, lying flat on his back on the bed. With him supine, I kneel and hover over his dick.
“Yes, get that sweet ass back on my cock,” he bites out, holding his dick for me.
I’m facing Dev, who doesn’t stop stroking his cock as he watches me sink back onto Ledger’s dick.
The pressure is intense, like I’m riding the razor’s edge of pleasure the whole time, balancing with this tight stretch that’s just shy of mind-blowing, but not quite.
The way they treat me though? How they touch me? That’s so arousing.
And so is this position. I can play with myself easily, and I slide my hand between my thighs, stroking my clit as Dev unleashes a growl. “Yeah, play with that perfect pussy.”
“You’re doing such a good job riding my cock,” Ledger grits out, and I rise up on him, then down, playing with myself.
I’m the center of attention, the apex of their world.
Then, I shift my legs from under me, so I can lean down against Ledger, my back to his chest. Like that, me lying on him, he reaches for the back of my thighs so he can hold them open while Dev kneels between my spread legs.
I’ve never felt more vulnerable or more wanted.
Quickly, Dev covers his cock and then nudges the head against my slick entrance.
I shudder, over and over, wave after wave.
This is it. The moment I’ve imagined. The moment I’ve been so curious about.
This moment is mine, and if life is all about moments, if it’s about squeezing joy out of the seconds that fall too quickly from our fingers, then I want all the filthy joy I can get from life right now.
“Fuck me, Dev. Fuck me, please,” I whisper, greedy and desperate.
The green-eyed man gazes down at me with lust and something I’ve never seen before. Worship, perhaps? Dirty adoration? Maybe both.
As he sinks into me, it’s like he’s luxuriating in the feel of my pussy welcoming him home. Once he’s all the way in, his eyes flicker darkly. His breath comes in a sultry, guttural groan, and he murmurs, “Yes, baby.”
I am just…stuffed.
I am full. Stretched in ways I barely knew were possible.
Thank god yoga keeps me limber. Nothing, though, could have prepared me for this deep and wickedly forbidden fullness or for the intimacy, and vulnerability, of the position.
Ledger’s hands on my outer thighs, opening me for Dev.
Dev kneeling before me while rocking into me, his hands on my knees.
Me, under him, on top of the other, being fucked both ways by both men.
Wanting both of them.
Wanting this wild, new, erotic adventure.
Pleasure races through my body as they fuck me. I fuck myself, too, my fingers flying against my clit. Heat spreads from my core to my belly, down to my fingers. Sparks rocket in my chest, and everywhere, noises fill the suite.
Grunts, groans, slaps, growls.
Words like yes, and this, and fuck, become yeah, so close, so pretty.
I rub faster, moan louder as Dev powerfully fucks down into me, as Ledger thrusts up into me, and I take everything they have to give.
Sharp, hot spikes of pleasure spread deep in my body till I’m shouting, “Make me come.”
Giving them a command.
But really, it’s us I’m asking.
The three of us are triple-teaming me. Cocks and fingers and passion and trust all at once—they coil, then burst. I shatter, the world blurring as I fly into a new one. I’m hostage to the orgasm, breaking apart, shaking everywhere as it pulses to the ends of me.
I’m still moaning as Ledger thrusts and then growls out a carnal yes in my ear. Dev sinks deep, jerks, then shudders out a goddammit, Aubrey.
He doesn’t stop groaning for a long, long time.
* * *
Later, after they clean me up in the shower, taking their time washing me, we lie in bed, and I feel tingly, loose, and a little sore. But also, renewed.
“That was a Daily Dose of Good,” I say with a satisfied sigh.
Ledger chuckles softly. Dev smiles. And I feel joy too.
But moments can contain more than one feeling, and this one is chased by wistfulness.
We have one more full day, and then this will end. We’ll go shopping and I’ll get a dress, then we’ll go to dinner, then we’ll leave. I’ll just have to embrace the last day and live it as fully as I lived tonight.
That’s my plan as I drift to sleep. But I wake to Dev pacing around the bed with his phone to his ear, asking the person on the other end of the call, “This morning?”