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"Do you like seeing how badly we want you, Sunshine?" Draven's smooth voice held too much composure compared to my own. Especially now that I drowned in her honey scent and her sweet musk between her legs.
"Yes," she whimpered. Her legs kept trembling as she held herself upright around my shaft.
"You've been such a good girl. Are you ready for your reward?" He batted his cock forward for her to know what it would be she'd get as a treat. My back tingled, knowing he spoke the same way to me after eating my ass like a parched man surrendering to the desert heat, finding a water source during his submission.
"Please," she moaned this time.
Draven nodded his head toward me, telling me without words what my next assignment would be. It took all my strength to stop playing between her legs, so my pull out was a bit jerky as I fought myself to hand her over. Draven only smirked, sensing how hard it had been to leave her warmth. After a few ragged breaths, I took her shoulders and guided her back to be right in front of him with her front facing me.
Having the gun beside him on the table, he handed it to me in exchange for her. He didn't wait to lift her by the waist, hoisting her onto the table with him. Her legs naturally went to brace themselves over his thighs as she squatted over him. Poising his cock for her to take, I felt envious for only a second. It came from both aspects because I wanted my lover's cock to fill me too, but I also wanted to know what it felt like to be inside of her. I yearned for the pleasure of both, but it dissipated when I thought about the many nights ahead of us where I'd have ample opportunities.
His shaft began to disappear right as Emilia began to mewl in a heady relief mixed with not being prepared for the stimulation he'd give her hidden spot. His hands hooked under her thighs, taking her feet off the table as he raised and lowered her over and over again. I had to watch their play, begging to join with my appreciations. Draven licked his lips, allowing his eyes to roll into the back of his head as I watched how her tight flesh suctioned around his movements, being pulled with every pump.
"Use the gun against her clit, Tony. Let her feel what it's like to be near her most intimate location."
Doing as he said, I took the side of the tip to avoid placing too much pressure against her with the extended metal along the top. Swirling it lightly, Emilia began to cry out in sweet agony, knowing we were forcing her to accept the part of her she'd been denying for too long. Being kinky shouldn't be a forgotten expense when with someone. Sexual compatibility existed for a reason, and it was why I didn't believe in waiting until marriage to learn it.
I judged how Draven fucked her, shoving her harder down each time as I kept the gun over her clit. He enjoyed fucking with my mind, but he also knew my urges wouldn't sit on the sidelines much longer. "Remove the gun and jerk off with your tip rubbing her in its place."
Tossing the pistol to the side, I didn't care if it went off. Though, I knew Draven had the safety on. He'd never risk our lives like that, but Emilia had no idea. She just felt a gun between her legs for the first time in a play session, but he'd never put it inside her folds for many reasons. Infection and scratching were at the top of the list.
Placing my hand around my waiting cock, I could tell I wouldn't last long. Just enough of her wetness lingered to satisfy my grip for tugging. Stepping closer, I allowed my tip to draw upward, starting from his balls to her hood where they made a bridge for me. Draven's nostrils flared, loving my simple tease to include him. When I began spinning my tip and beating it against her, she wailed in unexpurgated passion. Emilia had forgotten we were in an open area.
"How does his tip feel compared to the gun?" he asked her.
With closed eyes, I noticed how she began bucking more to meet where my tip would be. "Better."
"Better how? Tell him what's different."
"It's soft and hard at the same time, and his warmth is a tease against the cool air. The gun was completely hard and cold..." Opening her eyes, she pleaded for me to push her over the edge faster. My stare drifted to the man in charge, tipping his chin to me for her reward.
"Give her what she's been void of for so long, Tony."
My thoughts were lost after that as the pleasure took me to euphoric levels. I abandoned reason, leaving only my instincts to sate the craving. Just as she began to climax, screaming our names together, I did the unthinkable. My tip moved down just enough to find her hole, slipping barely in just as I began to explode, sharing the space with Draven. My boldness took Draven by surprise as his end began finding him too.
Emilia would be too tight to shove all the way in, but I'd gained enough access for my tip to insert my release because I used her orgasm against her. Most didn't know that stretching came easier during an orgasm, but we knew how to open her right up to take us both. Even with it being just my tip with his, she screamed and convulsed in surprise, feeling the bite of pain my shaft brought with it.
Her eyes sprang open, blurring in ecstasy, tears brimming their honey hue. They lightened when she found herself orgasming, and I wanted to learn if they did that every time or not. Her pupils were still blown, hiding most of the pretty shade from me. Once we finished, I didn't know what to do as Draven helped her stand between us. Our mess had taken the table, so it would need wiped down before supper. We nestled around opposite sides of her neck, allowing her to feel what she'd been missing with Tim for her care afterward. She preened under our touch, begging for it to never end. Sadly, something ruined our moment.
"Looks like I picked the right time to arrive." A scoff stopped our loving. The voice coming in already told me who I'd find behind my back. Emilia placed herself tightly between Draven and I to shield her body. I stepped for my butt cheeks to show instead of my exposed dick. "Tony, what have I told you about fucking your whores out in the open? Men should be more discreet about their affairs."
"Mother," I resigned to the memory of her coming today.
"Put on your pants and find me in the study. I'd rather talk to you after you've put that little whore away." She didn't even feel bothered by the amount of nakedness because my father lived a similar life with his whores always nearby. He never made it a secret he used them, and she had to spend a lifetime hurting because of it. Even though she appeared strong, she'd been broken by his infidelity.
Just then, Costas entered the room. He'd probably been radioed about her arrival, but he'd been too late to intercept her abrupt appearance. Dipping his chin to her, he showed the lady of the family priority like Mario taught him. "Mrs. Russi, I was not told of your change of plans. Forgive me for not sending a car to the airport."
"You've always been lacking, Costas." Waving him away, I hated how dismissive my mother was to him. "Mario always knows when to expect me without me having to tell him."
"Probably because he has a tracker on you," I grumbled on behalf of Costas. "Go wait in the study, and I'll be there in a minute, Mother."
"You don't need to tell me to leave this scene of debauchery twice." Acting disgusted, she left the four of us. Costas made sure to keep his eyes away, out of respect for Emilia.
"What would you like me to do, sir?" Even with us knowing she was coming, we hadn't prepared to have her early. With the facts now here, there were very few things we could do.
"Go let the cooks know she's here, and Nonna. They'll need a warning for their preparations to be perfect, but my grandmother’s will be a warning her daughter-in-law arrived. I'll handle my mother until then, but we all need to be prepared for what she'll say at the table." Scrubbing my face, I hated she ruined our perfect moment.
"I'll take Sunshine back to her room and warn her of what to expect," Draven offered.
