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I shivered at the promise of it happening another night. We would have to build up to that, considering I was an anal virgin; not even a toy had breached that part of me. Though the more I thought about it with him or Shade, the more interested I was in the idea of them claiming a part of me no one else had.
“We’ll make it feel so good, sweetheart,” he murmured. “Now spread your legs wider.”
When I didn’t immediately respond, he wrapped a hand in my hair, fisting it at the base, and pulled until I rose slightly off the table, though there was no pain, just ultimate control with his hold. The toe of his boots knocked against one ankle, urging me to comply before following it up with the other. The rough material of his pants and metal of his open fly rubbed against my delicate flesh when he slipped between my thighs.
Keeping his hold on my hair, Trap slowly eased inside, his deep groan vibrating through the air. Eyes squeezed shut, I sucked in a breath to keep from screaming at the too-full sensation the new position brought. When he leaned forward, the pressure of his Kevlar vest pressing down on my cuffed hands, I couldn’t hold back, releasing a string of curses. Not from pain but the uncertainty of what I needed to ease the ache building in my lower belly.
Trap shifted, his hips barely pulling back before he thrust back in, each time hitting a certain spot that had me seeing stars. Ragged breaths sawed in and out of my dry throat as he continued to build my desire back to the peak.
My muscles tensed, preparing for the impending orgasm I knew would wreck me.
Only he pulled all the way out, his weight lifting.
“Trap,” I begged, shifting along the table, hating the smooth surface. “Please.”
“Please what, sweetheart?” A thick digit dipped into my quivering core, pumping in and out before sliding toward my back hole. I tensed, unsure. “Shh, I’ll take care of you. But we need to prep this tight ass if you ever want to try taking me and Shade at the same time.” I shuddered, lids fluttering closed. His responding chuckle was more of a rasp. “Oh, I think you like the idea of that. Did you like it when Shade watched earlier? Did you hear him grunting? Watch him as he fucked his hand while I ate your delicious cunt?”
When I gasped at his crass words, he slipped his thumb past the tight ring.
I froze. It felt odd, dirty, which only made my need soar even higher.
“There you go. Good girl, taking my thumb up this amazing ass.” The restraints around my wrists tightened when he dropped his hold on my hair to grip the short metal chain securing my wrists. With a soft tug, my shoulders rose off the table just as he slammed into my drenched core.
I screamed, voice cracking at the assault of too many sensations. In and out, he thrust into my core. His grunts and curses washed over me as he completely owned my body, though I didn’t feel used. It was fucking amazing, giving everything to him. Allowing Trap to take care of me, knowing what I could take and pushing me to that edge.
“Come, sweetheart.” I barely heard his guttural words around the pulse thundering in my ears and the sound of his skin smacking against my own. “Come around my cock again. I need to feel you do that again more than I need to fucking breathe.”
I broke, my whole body tensing and releasing in quick succession as another orgasm ripped through my body.
With only a few more thrusts, Trap pulled all the way out, his grunted curses hitting my ears the same moment hot liquid splashed over my ass and lower back.
Slowly, he lowered me back to the table. The tension around my wrists disappeared, and my arms flopped to my side, smacking the table. Warm hands gently massaged the tender skin, working the blood flow back to my fingers.
When he disappeared, taking his radiating heat with him, I pushed off the table to get dressed.
“Stay where you are. Let me get you cleaned up.” His words were soft, tender even.
I lowered back to the table, grateful that I could take a minute to piece myself back together after that. The sound of a running tap hit my ears, and I switched cheeks pressed to the table to watch Trap wet a paper towel, brows furrowed with concentration. When he came back, fingertips pressed between my shoulder blades, holding me still as he wiped the damp paper towel over my lower back, cleaning up the mess he made.
“A part of me wants to rub it into your skin,” he said, voice barely louder than a rasp.
I shuddered, not hating the idea, yet not wanting to be sticky for the drive home. And to have yet another set of clothes that needed to be washed because they were covered in the guys’ cum.
With slow, soft wipes, Trap finished cleaning off my back and ass before grabbing another paper towel and swiping it between my legs.
I twisted to look up at him. With a wicked smile, he licked the paper towel that had just cleaned up my drenched center, eyes fluttering closed like it was the best thing that ever graced his tongue.
“Fuck, you’re tasty. I can’t wait to wake you up one morning with my head between your legs. You feeling me fucking you with my tongue while Shade sucks on those titties.”
A wave of heat hit me, flooding my cheeks.
Trap shook his head and tossed the paper towels away. Grabbing my waist, he helped me off the table before sitting me on the edge.
“Don’t give me that look. We have plenty of time to have our fun.” Though that smile dropped into a frown. “I hope.” This time he shook his head as if desperate to dispel that topic. Resting his hands on either side of my hips, he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. “No matter how long we have you, I’ll be grateful for every second we get. You’re something special, Georgia. Never forget that, no matter where you end up.”
With that mood-killing comment, he grabbed my clothes off the floor and slowly dressed me. When I tried to help, he smacked my hands away and grunted some nonsense about wanting to do it.
This was fine.
