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Bry takes seconds to get into place, and I ignore the sight of his cock free and hard. This is for her, but there’s only so much I want to see. Nothing about seeing Bry naked gets me off, and I don’t want to lose the heat that has me gripped in Rosy’s mercy.
After the next thrust, I pull out completely. Before Rosy can protest, I grip her hips and flip her over onto Bry. His hands immediately come up and wrap around her waist, and I brace her knees either side of his hips, then stand between his legs.
Trailing my hand down her spine, I push against her lower back. Her clit brushes against his dick, and they both moan. I step in closer and re-enter her cunt from behind.
Rosy tenses and looks over her shoulder at me, eyes wide. “What…?”
“Relax, little tease. This greedy pussy gets what she wants, otherwise all she has to do is say no.”
She blinks quickly, then nods and pushes her hips back into me, forcing more of my cock to slip inside. Bry moans beneath us, obviously enjoying the friction she gives him.
“Want to ride us both? Or you want me to do it?” I grit through my teeth, wanting to give her the option.
She’s given us her limits and triggers before, but this isn’t something any of us have done with her, and I want her to think it through before I push her too far. I need to fucking trust that she knows what she can deal with and not take that decision from her.
“You,” she groans, head falling so her forehead rests against Bry’s shoulder.
“Fuck,” I tell her.
Gripping her hips, I spread my legs and thrust in deep, making her so fucking full of me.
The sound of our heavy pants, my cock hammering into her wet pussy, and her rubbing against Bry like her own personal clit stimulator is loud and fucking perfect. Like this, I can forget about my possessive need to keep her to myself, knowing she’s stuffed tight with my fucking cock.
“Rosy, shit. You look so pretty rubbing yourself against me,” Bry confesses. “So wet. And hot.”
Her walls tighten, and she keens, something in his words edging her closer. The bottom of my spine tingles as the need to spill myself inside her increases. I push her down, creating more friction between her clit and Bry, then pick up the pace, hammering in hard and fast.
Rosy writhes in between us, her fists twisting in the sheets as she moans loudly.
“I…I can’t. I’m going to…” Bry pants, and Rosy kisses him quickly.
“Do it. I want to feel you first,” she tells him.
Rosy’s wet pussy glides over him a few more times, then Bry groans loudly. Rosy flutters around me, her walls squeezing as her toes curl. Her groan muffles Bry’s. When her back arches into me, her wet, pulsing heat hurdles me straight off the edge with her. My cock explodes, filling up that perfect, needy hole.
It takes a second for my mind to resurface. The space around us is quiet except for our laboured breathing. My body falls forward, and I brace on the mattress so I don’t flatten them.
Rosy giggles, and her sweat-slicked body slips against me. “That was not…expected.”
Nuzzling the back of her neck, I lick a trail up her spine. “Was it good for you?”
“Mind-blowingly perfect,” she mutters, turning to smile at me over her shoulder. The flushed glow on her face and mussed hair makes her heart-fucking-beautiful.
“Definitely good for me too,” Bry adds.
FIFTY-TWO
ROSY
Steph
Bitch, do I need to call for all the details?!
Me
Omg, no. We’re still in bed, and they’re sleeping. But…how much is too much info to share?
Steph
