“I wish I could see it,” Cole moaned.
They wanted everything from her. To feel. To see. To taste. She’d never felt so wanted or worshipped. It unleashed something inside her. An inner hellcat that had wanted to come out and play.
She came faster this time. There was no way to avoid it with so much pressure from the plug and from Cole’s cock. He was hard as steel. He pushed up and up until their bodies were sealed together. There was nothing between them.
“I’m going to come so deep in you, baby,”
He did as he promised, releasing himself in her walls.
“Fuck it,” Deacon pushed the plug deep as Abby whimpered. Then she felt the heated ooze of his release on her back. He came along her spine, coating her with his essence.
She collapsed on Cole’s chest, never having felt more fulfilled and happy in her life.
25
Abby
Abby nuzzled between Cole and Deacon. They were warm and strong. She felt safe between the two men she had just given the ultimate gift.
“Should we order dinner now?” Deacon asked.
She giggled. It was her fault they were all starving. “Ok, but I still want a chicken salad.”
Deacon kissed her neck. “You get to order anything you want. I’m sorry I gave you a hard time earlier.”
Cole’s hand rested on her hip. “We’re sorry if our money has hurt you. We don’t want that. But we do want you to eat.”
She nodded. “I want to eat too. And I’m ok with the money. Really. Everything has been overwhelming the past couple of weeks. I’m sorry if I offended you.”
Deacon rolled across the king-sized bed to grab a room service book. “You would have to hurl a worse insult at us than to call us rich.” He laughed. “Forget the money shit. I bet you didn’t think Vegas would be like this.” He waggled his eyebrows.
She giggled. Two weeks ago, she would barely speak to either to them. Tonight, she had been more intimate with them than any man in her life.
“You’re right. I’ve been so busy trying to get my designs ready I didn’t really focus on anything else.”
Cole kissed her shoulder lovingly. “And look where you are now.” He drew a circle on her hip.
“I still can’t believe it’s real.”
“It is. Every bit of it is real.” Deacon grinned.
She pushed to sit up on the pillows. “Are you being easy on me? Should I be able to do more than I am?”
Cole propped himself up on his elbow. “We aren’t being easy. We want you to love it. And I’ll say it again. It’s worth the wait.”
She chewed on her lip. “But I want it. I want to know what it’s like. Not just the toys.”
Deacon passed the menu over her to Cole. “You are a determined little thing. And we appreciate it. But it’s not a sprint to the finish line. Let your body take this in.”
“My body wants you,” she purred. “And you.” She turned to Cole next.
“That may be, but you’re not going to be happy if you get hurt and can’t have sex for a week, are you?”
She scowled. “That’s a possibility?”
Cole handed the menu back. “You worked up two levels on your first night, baby. It’s not going to take long. In the meantime, let us love you. Let us give you pleasure. Enjoy the toys. We want them to feel good. Do they?”
She nodded. “I didn’t know they could feel good. It’s weird. Is it weird?”