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“Rhett,”Oliver begs. “I can’t stand this.”
“You can take it.” Rhett leans in and kisses Oliver possessively.
“Let him go,” I say. “Butdon’ttouch yourself, Ol.”
He groans but does as I say when Rhett releases the rope. Oliver rolls his shoulders, watching with a ravenous expression as Wren continues working up and down my cock.
I take some of her hair in my hand and gently pull her back. There’s something I want to watch all three of them do, but it’ll be easier upstairs.
“We need to move to my bedroom,” I say as I lift Wren to her feet.
“For what?” she asks.
“You’ll see.” I lead her out of the room, followed closely by Rhett and Ol. Upstairs, I grab Oliver’s rope and tug him toward the bed. “Sit against the headboard. That’s it. Now Wren, get on top of him.” I help her to make sure she doesn’t fall over.
With his hands tied, it’s a little awkward for Oliver to guide his dick into Wren as she lowers herself onto him, but they make it work. I split my attention between the two of them, not wanting to miss a single thing.
“Now ride him,” I tell Wren. “Ride him until you come.”
Oliver cups Wren’s chin in between his tied hands and kisses her. She rolls her hips slowly, moaning and grinding against him.
I smack her ass. “Harder.”
Wren lets out a surprised cry but obeys. She begins moving up and down, which makes Oliver groan.
“Just like that, princess. God, I love watching you like this.”
Rhett and I don’t take our eyes off them for a single moment. Wren is fucking Oliver as hard as she can, and the sight draws us in. I don’t think either of us could look away even if we wanted to—which we definitely don’t.
After a few minutes, Wren’s breaths grow harsher, and her movements slow. Her chest is heaving, and a light layer of sweat covers her forehead.
I spank her again. “Did I tell you to slow down?”
“I—my legs are tired,” she pants. “I’m trying.”
I grab a bottle of lube and toss it to Rhett. “Show her how it’s done.”
Rhett pushes Wren as far forward into Oliver as she can go. She yelps into Oliver’s neck when Rhett squirts the lube onto her.
Rhett gives her an amused look. “You good?”
“It was colder than I expected,” she says, moaning when Rhett spreads the lube around and slides a finger into her ass. She kisses Oliver’s neck before relaxing and closing her eyes.
“That’s it,” Rhett murmurs as he adds another finger. “Kiss her, O.”
Turning his head, Oliver nudges Wren’s face until she’s at a better angle. Their lips meet in a sloppy but loving kiss.
As I watch, I stroke my dick slowly. Rhett finishes prepping Wren, and by the time he’s washed his hands and come back, Oliver and Wren haven’t pulled away yet.
“Ready, sweetheart?”
She nods breathlessly, so Rhett spreads her ass cheeks before sliding in an inch or two. Whimpering, Wren drops her head to Oliver’s shoulder.
I can’t help my smile as Rhett eases into Wren. He fucks her without much force, making sure she’s adjusted.
There’s nothing in the world I find hotter than this—the three people I love the most all together, doing whatever I ask of them. No questions, just trust and obedience.
“Rhett,” Oliver groans. “Harder, please.”
