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His hands go to my pants, and in his haste to get them off, I feel the button come away entirely. He pushes them down to my knees and I kick them off the rest of the way.
I grab him and roll him on top of me, groaning when he immediately sinks inside without warning. He cries out loudly and I hear Carter’s voice stop.
Presley gets rougher, thrusting in and out. I feel every solid inch of him rubbing me in all the right ways. His breathing gets heavier and my moans become louder and more incontrollable.
When the door opens, we don’t stop, and Carter, for a moment, just stares.
I reach my hand out to him wondering if he’ll take it or leave.
Surprisingly, he takes it and starts to drop his pants.
“Get on top,” he says to me and Presley stops moving, looks over his shoulder and raises his brow.
“We doing this?” he asks his friend.
“We’re doing this,” Carter confirms with a flash of his eyes.
With some wriggling, Presley rolls us both so he’s on his back and I’m on top. He pulls out, letting his wet, hard length rest along his hip. I feel empty.
Carter comes up behind me and lifts my shirt over my head and they both maneuver out of theirs. I love looking at them, touching them, feeling their skin against mine.
“Do you trust us?” he utters in my ear and bites on the lobe. A zap of pleasure shoots down my body making me shudder.
“After this week, that’s debatable.”
He narrows his eyes, turning my face so he can look into mine. “Is that a no?”
I shake my head. “I trust you.”
“Good.”
Carter sinks inside my pussy and Presley teases my nipples, rubbing his wet hardness against my clit with gentle thrusts of his hips. I groan and rock slightly.
I don’t get a chance to feel much of anything because Carter pulls straight out again and rolls the head of his cock against my ass. I blink, eyes widening and I see Presley smile secretly, like he knows something I don’t. He works my clit with his thumb and Carter starts to push and pull, trying to open me up.
This isn’t my first time, so I know to relax, but Carter is quite large… still… we manage it. I grimace and Carter curses loudly.
“Whoa… that’s tight.”
“Go slow,” Presley instructs him, eyes on my face. “She’s still feeling it.”
It’s insane. I’ve never felt anything like this. Before it just hurt, but this is like nothing else. I squirm slightly as the burning pain mingles with the tingling zaps from my clit as Presley works it. I feel full, yet hollow and find myself pushing back.
“That’s it,” Carter whispers, cupping my breasts and sucking my skin and ear. He flutters his lips over my hairline.
“Get her right down the center of her neck, she loves that.” Presley grins at me and I find myself smiling back. He knows me, he knows my body. Not completely but he has been paying attention. Just like I discovered he likes having his nipples licked and teased, and he loves it when I bite his lower lip.
Carter pushes a bit more and there’s more pain, but then what follows is more pleasure. I gasp and groan, delirious, needing to move but feeling too full.
“I’m in,” he confirms with a grunt. “Fuck, this is… incredible.”
“My turn.” Presley lines up with my sex which is slippery as fuck right now, and slowly, with a bit of maneuvering beneath me, he guides himself in and blinks with surprised delight. “Well… that’s new.”
“What is?”
“I mean… it was intense already but, fuck, it feels even tighter now.”
Carter starts to move properly, sliding in and out slowly and I’m in such a state of pleasure I feel as though I’m going to black out. It hurts at first, but with my clit being manipulated, my tits being played with, my mouth on Presley’s and Carter’s tongue on the back of my neck, I come almost immediately.
It rips through me so hard and fast and powerful that I scream and jerk so hard they both hold me still.
The guys get more enthusiastic, fucking me in time with the other so I don’t get hurt.
Carter holds my limp body up which is still static with whatever it is they’re doing to me. Presley continues working me down below.
It’s too much. The sound of our moans, the heady scent, the hands and touches and caresses. The three of us together. The fact we’re all joined like this.
“I’m sorry that I love you both,” I breathe, trying not to sob, but not from sadness, from another impending climax. “I’m sorry I couldn’t choose.”
“I’m not sorry.” Carter pulls my head so he can kiss me. “I’m not sorry that I love you too and I never will be.”
