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“Yes,” I whimper. “Please, I want you both.”
Tyler moves to grab the lube we never go anywhere without, while Draven whispers in my ear again.
“You’re so damn beautiful. Thank you for being so good to us, Baby Girl,” he says softly. His thumb brushes against my clit as he rocks inside of me, robbing me of my ability to speak. I feel so much right now, I should say something back, but I can’t.
Cool lubricant is pressed against my ass, making me gasp. Draven swallows my sounds as he kisses me, his continued rubbing of my clit catapulting me closer to my release.
Tyler pushes a finger inside of my tight asshole, robbing me of my breath once more as it goes from a sting to warm pleasure. Anything backdoor related tends to be like that for me. Slight pain before reminding me why I like it so much.
Damn, I’m going to have a hard time being quiet.
Tyler removes his finger to lube his cock, and then I can feel the thick head of his dick against my hole.
“Are you going to have trouble being quiet, Little Flower?” he teases, kissing my neck.
“Yes,” I gasp coming up for air as I pull away from Draven’s all consuming kisses.
“Open,” Draven says, grabbing something. As my lips part, something is pushed into my mouth. I don’t have time to wonderwhat it is, because I can feel Tyler destroying me in the best of ways.
Draven coos into my ear, and they both tell me what a good girl I am as I struggle with how big they are.
It’s incredible, even as the stretch stings. I feel like I’m flying as I can tell my orgasm is getting closer. Tyler tightly holds my hip, while his other arm is wrapped around my body, his hand squeezing and torturing my nipple. My hands are lost in Draven’s hair, pulling on it as they both make me feel so good.
All you can hear are my muffled whimpers and mewls as I struggle to still stay quiet. Draven pushes the fabric deeper into my mouth, pinching my clit as Tyler bottoms out inside of me. A strangled scream releases from me as they both fuck me through my orgasm.
They both compliment me and touch me, whispering more filthy things that they want to do to me.
“Your body is amazing,” Tyler groans as his hips thrust his cock in and out of me. I can feel myself starting to build toward another orgasm, and I am just in awe. How many times is too many? Am I being greedy?
“Your cunt is so tight, so wet, so perfect. I’m never wearing anything between us again. I’m hooked, no going back anymore,” Draven chats.
Fuck me.
“We are,” Tyler chuckles. I didn’t mean to say that, though the words are so garbled with the fabric in my mouth, it’s a wonder how he understood me.
“Come again for me, Lovely. I need to feel you come apart around me before I do,” Draven begs. They’re rutting into me on both ends, my tits bouncing as they fuck me. It shouldn’t make me feel as cherished as I do, but I’ve never been normal.
I feel like I’m everything to these men right now as they worship me.
Draven’s thumb finds my clit again, taking command of my orgasm. His cock is making me insane with his piercing teasing my G-spot. Tyler and Draven change positions slightly, making my vision white out. It feels so good, I can’t get enough air into my lungs as they push me closer to the edge.
“Let go, Beautiful. I’m gonna come, and Draven is just as close,” Tyler begs. As if I needed the permission, I mewl as Draven coaxes me over the edge with a bit more pressure on my bundle of nerve endings.
Shuddering, Tyler holds me tighter as his movements get out of sync, painting my inner walls with his cum. Draven turns red, panting as he grunts.
His hand wraps around my throat as he comes, the pressure encouraging a strong aftershock that could well have been another small orgasm. I’m not keeping score, I’m just an overstimulated mess as tears roll down my cheeks from the sensations.
Draven pulls the fabric out of my mouth, smirking when my eyes widen as I realize they were my panties. “Oh my God,” I rasp, my chest still heaving from being out of breath.
“Hang tight, Baby. Going to move,” Tyler says softly. Hissing as he pulls out, I go willingly as Draven pulls me to his chest, laying down. Carefully pulling out of me, he tries to get his breath under control as well, and I get to listen to his thundering heartbeat.
I’m already falling asleep as Tyler cleans me up with a damp washcloth, so I may be dreaming as Draven whispers, “Love you, Chickie.”
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The last two days have flown by, but one thing is for sure: Layla Campbell is avoiding me. She always found a way to be somewhere other than where Atlas and I were whenever possible. It ends now though.
It’s our second morning in Nashville, and Layla is smiling at the radio station host.
