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She pulls away from the kiss and leans back against my chest. “I’m clean, and I have an IUD.”
“You want us bare inside you, Baby doll?” She nods. “I’m clean. Never done this with anyone else.”
“You know I’d never put you in danger,Boginya.” The thought of sliding my naked cock inside of her, marking her, is fraying the last bit of control I have.
“I know,” she answers, looking over her shoulder. “I want to feel you. Both of you.”
“Ride his cock while I get you ready,” I say, rubbing my knuckles down her red cheeks.
Bridget reaches behind her, grips Banger’s cock, and lines it up with her pussy. His hands fly to her hips when she starts to sink down, his fingers flexing. “Goddamn, Baby doll, you feel good.”
Bridget moans the whole slow slide down until her thighs settle against his. “You do too.”
I reach into her bedside table and pull out the bottle of lube, not wasting any time, slicking my fingers up. I wrap my hand in her hair and pull her against me. Kissing her neck, I slide my fingers between her ass cheeks and slowly push two fingers inside of her. “Is he stretching that pussy,Boginya?”
“Yes,” she breathes, rocking her hips to take more. “Please fuck me, Dmitri.” I love the sound of my name leaving her pouty lips. I work my fingers harder, scissoring them apart. When she starts shoving her hips back, I know she’s ready.
I pull my fingers free, lube my cock up, and line up. “Lean forward.” She braces her hands beside Banger’s head, and keeping a tight grip on the base, I push forward until I meet resistance.
“Please, please,” Bridget chants.
Grabbing her hips in a tight grip, I thrust forward, watching in fascination as she stretches to accommodate me.
“Fuck, she’s getting tight,” Banger groans, his hands sliding up her stomach to her breasts.
“First time, Banger?” Bridget asks, making me chuckle.
“Yes,” Banger answers. “Call me Roman.”
He slams his hips up, and she moans deep and throaty. “Roman.”
“Yeah, just like that.”
It takes a few thrusts to get a rhythm, but when we do, we sync up perfectly, pulling out of her at the same time. Each time we push back in, she moans, and it sends a shiver down my spine.
I plaster my chest to her back and brace my hands beside hers, working my cock in and out. “I’ll never get tired of you wrapped around my cock,Boginya.”
“Put your money where your mouth is, and fuck me, Dmitri.”
I sit back on my knees, wrap my hand in her hair, and pull her roughly to her knees. She whimpers but tightens around us. “You might own me any other time, but I own you in here. Do I make myself clear?” I turn her head to the side so I can see her face when she doesn’t answer. “Do I make myself clear?” I repeat. Defiance is written all over her face.
“You don’t own me,” she argues. I tighten my hand in her hair, and her eyelashes flutter.
I grin. “You think of it as a bad thing. I don’t want to rule over you, but I do own your pleasure. We all do. Do you want pleasure or do you want to argue?” I watch the emotions flash across her face, fighting against whatever her ex did to her. I will spend the rest of my days making sure she never feels like that again. “Answer me.”
“Yes,” she moans when I drag my cock slowly back out.
“Yes, what?” I insist.
“You own my pleasure.”
“Good girl,” Banger groans. He slides his hand between them to rub her clit. When he makes contact, her hips jerk. “Now come for us.”
Keeping my hold on her hair, we start sawing in and out of her. Her hips are moving, meeting us thrust for thrust. She comes with a scream, and we don’t let up, our movements never halting.
“Oh God,” Bridget moans.
“What did we tell you last time? There is no God in this room. Let us know who’s making you feel good,” I demand roughly.
