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With his pants low on his hips, the buttons open, most of his cock had been exposed, ready for Piper to play with. When her fingers brushed over the broad head, he groaned. When she swirled the fluid that seeped from the slit, his eyes fell closed and his hips jerked.
He wasn’t going to last. Hell, if Piper’s little fingers were on my dick, I’d spurt all over her. Going around the bed, I crawled up behind her, sliding one hand up the back of her thigh, lifting the shirt she wore as I went. Seeing my handprint on her ass, I couldn’t resist. I spanked her again in almost the same spot.
She stiffened and gasped, looked over her shoulder at me. “Lane!” she cried.
I couldn’t help but grin at the feigned missish look. She liked it. I’d bet the mine she just got wetter from that one little spank. I could feel the heat coming from her, breathe in the flowery scent from her hair. When I put my hand over the two handprints on her pale skin, she arched her back, pushing the lush flesh into my palm.
“Liked that?” I asked.
She didn’t reply. She didn’t have to. Just that little shift of her hips told the truth.
“How about this?”
Curving my hand around, I cupped her pussy from behind, my fingers delving into the very slick, very wet heat. At the same time, Spur slipped his hand beneath the shirt and cupped her breast. This was how it was supposed to be, our wife between the two of us, our hands on her, making her feel good, learning how it would always be together.
With each brush of my hand, I learned her pussy. Her folds peeked out from her plump outer lips and her clit was obvious, hard and swollen. I followed the wetness to her entrance, circled it and slipped a finger inside. She was so blissfully tight, her inner walls clenched down on me as far as my knuckle. Using my other hand, I brushed her hair away from her neck—silky soft against my skin—to expose her neck and kiss my way down. Reaching the collar of my shirt, I nudged it down her shoulder, licking and kissing as I went until it fell down her arm. Even with the one button done, Spur’s hand was visible, weighing her breast, plumping it as he brushed his thumb over the tightened tip.
Piper gasped and I moved closer, pressed my body directly against hers. I could feel the heat of her through the thin fabric of the shirt. At the contact, her head fell back against my shoulder. My fingers were soaked with her arousal. There was no question she was ready. But…
“The one taste wasn’t enough. I want more.” Spur’s voice was a deep growl as he lowered his head and took the nipple he’d been taunting into his mouth. Her hands went to his hair, tangled in the longer strands, tugged.
“Spur,” she cried. “Please.”
“What about me, precious? I’m the one who is finger-fucking you.”
She arched her back and practically purred like a kitten. “More.”
Dropping to his knees on the floor, Spur put his hands on her thighs. She widened her stance for him and looked down.
“Open that button, Piper, and show me that pussy. I want to see how Lane’s making you so hot. I can hear how wet you are. Good girl,” he told her when the shirt parted. “Time for a taste.”
Leaning forward, he put his mouth on her. I couldn’t see him, but I pulled my finger free, let him take over tending to her pussy. She was eager, but not ready for our cocks, needing to come first. Getting her all soft and swollen, dripping wet was crucial. We weren’t small and she was fucking tight.
Piper began to shift her hips, undulating into Spur’s mouth. It was torture for my cock as it rubbed me along the sweet slit of her ass. With the shirt open, I reached around and cupped her breasts, finally feeling their perfection. Heavy and teardrop shaped, they filled my palms. Her nipples were tight little buds and very responsive. She gasped as I brushed my thumbs back and forth over them, but her response could have been from Spur’s tongue. Many women swore by his skill, but that had all been practice for this moment. There was nothing more important than seeing Piper’s pleasure.
“Let go, precious. Come on Spur’s mouth. Let him drink down your arousal.”
Stiffening in my hold, her breath caught, held. Her eyes flew open and she screamed, her body quivering against me.
“Good girl. That’s it. So beautiful.” And it was. Watching her as she came, most likely for the first time, was amazing. Knowing that she could forget her inhibitions, forget everything, and give over to her passion proved how much, deep down, she was at ease with us. Pushing the shirt from her, I stripped it away as she caught her breath. Spur pulled back and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Her juices still glistened on his beard and the look in his eye was all the indication I needed to know he was pleased with her.
“Give Spur a kiss, precious.”
Leaning forward, she put one hand on Spur’s bare shoulder as she kissed him. She moaned, probably discovering the taste of her pussy on his tongue. Sliding her hair over one shoulder, I stroked down her spine, cupped her hip as I lined my cock up. If I took time to consider it, taking a virgin from behind probably wasn’t the way to ease her into fucking. But Piper wasn’t just any virgin. She was wild and definitely responsive. She wasn’t shy, but bold in her passion. And so I lined up my cock with her dripping entrance, nudged my hips forward.
I watched as her pussy lips spread wide around my cock, the head opening her up.
She broke the kiss and looked over her shoulder at me, wide-eyed.
“Yes, precious. I’m going to take you just like this.” I tilted my chin. “Give Spur another kiss. He’s going to swallow down every cry and whimper as I claim this tight, virgin pussy.”
Nudging in a little further, Spur took her chin in his fingers, turned her head back, swallowed down all of her sounds. Her body was so slick and swollen, it was easy to slide in, even as her walls squeezed tightly around me. She felt so good and it was impossible not to plunge deep. Sweat dripped from my brow as I kept a consistent, slow pace to fill her until I nudged that thin barrier. I didn’t linger, didn’t let her think about the slightest hint of pain tearing through might cause.
“Little pinch, Piper,” Spur breathed, knowing what was to come.
I didn’t wait then, just pulled my hips back then thrust deep.
She did cry out, arched her back, but Spur was there to soothe her. Leaning forward, I cupped her breasts, which hung heavily beneath her. I could feel her nipples tighten against my palms.
