“I agree.” Eli moaned, “Make her come while she sucks me off.”
I didn’t have time to say anything in response before Travis spread my cheeks with his big hands and then his face was pressed against my pussy, licking me from clit to ass and back like a man possessed. I moaned around Eli’s cock as I spread my thighs wider, giving Travis more access as he tongue-fucked me.
“Jesus, baby.” I moaned, stroking Eli’s cock with one hand as I reached back and dragged my nails across Travis’s scalp, pulling him in more. “God.”
He was so fucking good at it; I was star-struck as I tried to keep pleasuring Eli, but quickly lost track of my moves as I careened into an orgasm, coming all over Travis’ face and beard.
“I need—” I gasped, hanging my head between my shoulders as Travis kissed his way up my spine. “More.”
“You want me?” He whispered, laying his big body against my back, and his hard cock nudged between my thighs, and I pushed back, trying to get him inside of me in my desperation. “Who do you want to go first?”
“Fuck.” I moaned, nearly coming again from his words. “I don’t care. Just fuck me.”
“I got the first kiss.” Eli said with a wicked grin, leaning up and kissing me deeply, stroking my tongue with his as Travis reached around my body and tweaked my nipples. “I also felt your mouth on my cock first.” He said, leading my head down, and I eagerly sucked the head of his cock into my mouth again, playing his game. “I think it’s only fair that Travis gets to take that pretty little pussy first, don’t you?”
“Please.” I moaned, wiggling my hips as the head of his cock brushed against my wet lips again. “I’m desperate here, guys.”
Travis wrapped his hand around the front of my throat and forced me down onto Eli’s cock again, pushing it so deep I could feel the pressure of his hand against the head through my skin. “Be a good girl and ask me nicely.”
My first reaction was to snark back at him, throwing some sort of challenge his way to keep power in my hands, but before I could even form that thought completely, the words he wanted fell from my lips.
“Please, big guy.” I mewled, “Please let me feel you stretch me open. It’s been so long, I need it. I need to get fucked.”
Travis groaned, and Eli smirked, tracing the head of his cock across my lips.
“Good girl,” Travis murmured in my ear, and then the heat of his body was off my back and the head of his cock brushed against me again. “Are you on birth control?”
“Damn.” Eli groaned, staring me in the eyes, “Please say yes.”
“Yes.” I moaned, pushing back as Travis held the head of his cock against my opening. “I have the implant. I’m good.”
The first half of the head of his cock started stretching me open, and I moaned at the delicious burn I got from it. “You want me to take you bare, Shade?” Travis asked, hands gripping my hips tight enough to bruise. “You want our come left inside ofyou so you can feel us all day tomorrow, reminded of what you begged for tonight?”
“Yes.” I moaned.
“Good girl.” Travis said, pushing forward until I felt the whole mushroom head of his cock slide in and then he pulled out again. He spat and then his soaked cock pushed back into me again, and I groaned an animalistic cry of delight when he gave me more of him. “Don’t forget about Eli, Shade. Let him push his cock deep down your throat while you take mine in this tight pussy.”
The way they both held me as Travis gave me every inch, holding me like a secret worth spilling between them—the way they grounded me as I shattered. I’d never recover.
And I didn’t think I wanted to.
I hadone hand splayed across the small of her back, the other gripping her hip like a fucking lifeline. Frankie was on all fours, between us, body slick and shaking, with her mouth wrapped around Eli’s dick while I took her from behind.
And nothing—nothing—had ever wrecked me like it.
The sounds.
Thefuckingsounds.
Her wet, messy moans as Eli fisted her hair and pulled her down onto him again.
His low groans as he whispered her name like a prayer. The slap of skin on skin every time I thrust back into her tight body. She was wild about it. Starving and unashamed of the pleasure and fulfillment we were giving her.
Mine.
Ours.
“Goddamn, Frankie,” I growled, teeth gritted as I dragged her hips back against me. “You were made for this. You feel that?”
