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“I would never do anything you don’t want to. You know that.” His tone softens just enough to comfort me.
“I do.”
Then I hear steps on the wooden floor, and I stiffen. Vincent doesn’t. He carries on, and my ass suddenly hurts.
“Relax, Little Eve.”
I trust him… right? I do… he wouldn’t…
The bed dips and I know without a shadow of a doubt that not only are we not alone in the room, but I’m also not even sure we were at all this whole time. And now, we’re not alone in bed either.
I lift one leg, instinctively trying to close them, but Vincent widens his, blocking me.
“Trust me.”
I’m not sure how his words work, how they affect me, but they sink in immediately. And as they do, that second person comes so close I can feel their body heat. When a calloused hand presses against the base of my throat, it startles me.
But that touch… that scent… I recognize them.
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” Vincent asks.
“Goddamn gorgeous.”
Maddox.
It’s fucking Maddox.
Between my spread legs.
Looking at my dripping pussy.
While Vincent fucks me in the ass, and I swallow my moans.
And there’s no denying where this is headed.
He drags that hand from my throat, down between my breasts, so slow, taking his time exploring me, and when it reaches just above my pussy, he stops.
“This is the moment where you tell me to fuck off. And I’ll go.”
My lips part ever so slightly, my mind muddled by the cock that’s making me feel too good, by the fantasies that live in my head, the cravings I’ve always had for this man… the fear of having two at the same time, the implications of it. Yet I can’t do it… I can’t say no. I can’t tell him to go away. I want this, so fucking much, especially now when I can see it’s such a clear possibility.
“Stay,” I whisper, and he doesn’t spare a second. Just like that, his fingers slip inside my pussy and on a loud moan, my head falls back against Vincent’s shoulder.
They move in and out of me almost at the same time, and I’m not entirely sure how I’m supposed to stay sane as Maddox spreads those digits every time he almost pulls out. Then a third one goes in, and I’m lost. He pumps in, a wicked sting as he stretches me, and at this point, I’m the one rolling my hips onto them.
Fuck!
Those digits leave me on a low groan and all movement stops. Vincent holds me still, and something else presses against my pussy. Maddox’s cock is just about to impale me, and it feels much, much thicker than anything that has ever been inside me. Suddenly, Vincent’s words about three fingers not being enough run through my head.
He slowly pushes inside, and the burn begins, the stretch already too much, yet somehow not enough.
It’s surreal… I can’t believe this is happening.
“Take it off,” I rasp.
“Take what off?” Vincent asks.
“The blindfold.”
