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Samuel groaned and thrust up lightly. Kimberly gasped. He was just the right fit for her. Nelson released her nipple. “Be still, Samuel,” Nelson said. He turned his attention to the other nipple. He slowly sucked it into his mouth and flicked his tongue around the hard tip, teasing her.
Kimberly dug her heels into the bed and tried to slide herself up and down on Samuel, but it was impossible without his cooperation. Samuel chuckled softly.
“It’s easier if your hands are free, beautiful,” Nelson murmured. He nipped the soft skin on the underside of her breast, then moved lower, so slow that Kimberly wanted to scream with frustration.
For some reason, he decided that the area an inch above her clit was the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen. He licked her, sucked her, nibbled on her. Within minutes, Kimberly was rocking side to side. If she strained toward his mouth, she risked Samuel slipping out of her. If she stayed where she was, she’d be stuck on the precipice forever.
“Please,” she said. She wasn’t joking about it any more. “I’m sorry I made fun of you.”
“Apology accepted,” Nelson replied with infuriating calmness. He briefly touched his tongue to her swollen nub,
and Kimberly felt like a million bolts of electricity buzzed through her.
“Please. I just want to come. Please, Nelson. Samuel. Please!”
“I can’t take much more,” Samuel said regretfully. “Sorry. I can handle her pussy milking me every few seconds, but the begging is going to make me come.”
Nelson sat up and fixed them with a long stare, his green eyes wild with lust. He held up three fingers bunched together, then lowered that hand.
“Give me access,” he commanded.
With a groan, Samuel shifted. “That’s not going to reduce the chances of me coming,” he rasped, his voice thick with pleasure.
“Never thought it would.” Nelson began thrusting his fingers, and the vibrations traveled up, adding a new dimension to their play. Samuel was straining. He’d gotten rock hard inside her, and he was making low growling noises. Kimberly couldn’t tell if he was ecstatic or in pain.
He suddenly released her wrists, grabbed her around the hips and raised her a few inches off him. Then he squeezed and drilled into her.
The noises he made struck the depths of her soul. Samuel, her best friend, the man she was in love with. The man she planned to have at her side the rest of her life even though it meant being platonic after this night. He was in heaven, and she had helped take him there.
Kimberly’s own orgasm blossomed, swelled, then rocked through her like an earthquake.
Nelson’s finger grazed her clit, and she thought she would die. Her long cry hung in the air, joined only by the sounds of slapping flesh and Samuel’s little grunts.
“I’m done. I’m good,” she gasped, trying to move her over-sensitive pussy away from the onslaught of male attention.
“You’re good when we say so,” Samuel whispered into her ear. He’d gone soft inside her, but the stickiness hadn’t started to leak out yet.
“I can’t…” she gasped. “I’m too sensitive.”
“Ok.” Nelson pressed his finger onto her clit. “Ok.” He pulled his hand out of Samuel, who shuddered. Nelson got off the bed and took a box of moist towelettes from the little table. He wiped his fingers. “How long?”
“I don’t know,” Kimberly and Samuel said at the same time. Kimberly giggled, embarrassed. Of course Nelson wasn’t asking her. He wanted to see how long he needed to wait until round two.
She’d come several times and Samuel had come once, but Nelson hadn’t gotten off at all. She felt guilty. He’d been so kind and had taken great care to make sure she enjoyed herself. Maybe he was holding back out of concern for her sensibilities or something.
She cleared her throat. “I’d love to watch you two fuck,” she said. The words came out a little more shyly than she wanted, but she compensated with a confident toss of her head.
Nelson smiled. “I like the way you think.”
Samuel watched as Nelson helped Kimberly off of him. The moment she was gone, he missed her already. She had fit so perfectly in his arms. Being able to smell her floral shampoo while he fucked her was the greatest treat imaginable. He knew that shampoo. At one point he’d even gone through every bottle in the supermarket aisle, trying to find the right one, but he’d struck out.
He’d hoped the sex would be somehow disappointing. That she’d be too small or too big, or that the angles just wouldn’t work.
But Kimberly was perfect. And her snug hole had sucked him so thirstily that he’d been unable to continue holding her hands over her head. Nelson hadn’t seemed to have noticed, which was probably good; when very dominant men were disobeyed, they sometimes acted like dicks about it, and not in a playful way, either.
Though Nelson was clearly not a dick. Samuel was beginning to think that the man got off on watching other people. A true voyeur.
Kimberly was on her back, her lustrous hair fanning away from her face. Nelson had undone one of the handcuffs, and both hung from her right arm.
