Page 34 of Rolling with the Single Daddies

They laugh again as Bane extends the slender cigar he mentioned earlier, but he’s holding it in a really weird way, he’s fisting it. Diego holds the Colossal next to it. My sex tightens, desperate to be filled by the big one.

“Your choice.”

Were they planning this? Maybe they do remember which day it is, and they just morphed my plan into theirs. Well done, but why offer the small one? “The Colossal… and hurry, please.”

They shrug simultaneously, sharing a knowing glance. What has gotten into them?

Diego rubs the Colossal up my inner thigh and across my sex. “We were really hoping you’d choose the other one.”

“Fine, whatever gets a cock in me first. I’ll take the thin one if you really insist.”

“Too late. You let your greedy little cunt speak for you.”

I flail for Bane’s hand but he pulls away. My gaze is glued to his fingers as he slowly opens one, then the next, as if revealing the stupid skinny cigar.

But it’s not the cigar he’s revealing. The glint of light off the diamond ring steals my breath. I freeze.

They do remember. And they had the same plan as me.

Diego continues stroking the Colossal between my lower lips while they simultaneously ask, “Avery, will you marry us?”

“Yes!” I finally manage to throw my left hand forward even though the rest of me is still frozen.

A whirlwind of hugs and kisses interrupt the cigar thing, until Diego brings the Colossal to his nose and takes a deep breath. He opens his mouth and tastes the cigar. “Yep, now we’ve got the secret ingredient for perfection.”

Bane takes the thick boy, sniffing and tasting it as well. “We have indeed found the perfect blend.”

Diego sheathes the cigar and Bane presses it at my entrance, teasing me between shoving it partway in, then pulling it back out to tease my clit.

Diego’s mouth moves to my breast, his hand massaging the other, pinching and rolling the hardened nipple between his fingers.

I’m a writhing mess of desire, my body aching. “Please,” I beg, my voice a breathy whisper. “More.”

Bane grins, a dark, promising look in his eyes. He pushes it in slowly, rubbing his free hand over his own cock that’s straining against his pants. I gasp, torn between watching and just closing my eyes to feel. He fucks me with the cigar, hismovements slow and deliberate, his hand stroking my clit as each thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through me.

My hips move in sync with his rhythm, drawing the cigar deeper into me. Diego catches our pace and matches it on my breasts.

They’re right. We’re perfect together, but I already knew that. Each movement is a sweet torment, pushing me closer to the edge, but not quite letting me fall over. Diego’s mouth finds mine again, his kiss fierce and passionate, swallowing my moans as Bane continues his torturous teasing.

Banes says, “Now be a good girl and let us watch you come before we unload in our pants.” He speeds up his pace.

The demand makes me want to hold off, see if they’ll really lose control.

It’s too late. They know me too well. Control splinters with my orgasm as I shatter into a million pieces. I’ve already surrendered.

And we live happily ever after!