Deacon rolled off her to the opposite side, pulling his cock and the baton from her at the same time. She suddenly felt empty. She wanted them back. She wanted to feel whole again.
Cole’s palm coasted over her naval and slid between her legs. She was sore, but it felt good.
“Mmm,” she murmured.
He gently wound his fingers over her clit and to her entrance, making a figure eight.
“So beautiful,” he whispered. “You have no idea what you looked like with my cock in those lips.”
She couldn’t believe she was already turned on again. He pumped a finger inside her. It hurt, but it was a sweet pain.
“I want this.” He pushed another finger inside her.
She nodded. Could this possibly happen again?
She looked down and saw how hard he was already.
“Please,” she begged, but her eyes were on Deacon. Somehow it felt natural to have the two of them here. “I want the full thing. Everything. Can we?”
Deacon shook his head. “You aren’t ready. It’s going take time. More than a few fucks with a toy.”
“I don’t want to wait. I don’t want to disappoint you.”
Cole rolled on his back. His cock bobbed up and down. “You could never disappoint us after what you did. Are you kidding? You’re perfect. And waiting a little while for that perfect ass is fine by me. It means we get to be more creative on how to make you come.”
He continued to massage her clit. She knew Deacon’s come was oozing from her legs, but it didn’t matter. She hadn’t thought about condoms. No one asked about her birth control. They had all acted on impulse. They could talk about that later.
“I need your pussy, Abby,” Coal growled.
“Go on,” Deacon urged. “I’ve got another toy for you. I’ll be right behind you.” He winked.
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nbsp; She rolled on her side, kissing Cole as he pulled her on top of him. His cock nestled between her folds. It was so intimate and close knowing he was going to be inside her after Deacon had. It had seemed crazy when they talked about it, but now she understood. They all shared in this together. Her body was hers to give to them. They didn’t take her. She gave herself to both of them. Nothing had felt so pure.
24
Abby
The bed rose as Deacon stepped off. Cole continued to kiss her while his cock slid between her folds. She wanted to sink on his cock and feel it push inside her, but she knew they had something planned.
Deacon returned and she felt him against her backside.
“I’m right here, sweetheart.”
She looked over her shoulder at his broad chest. God, he was sexy.
“I brought you something.” He held up a bottle of lube and a toy. “Spread that little ass of yours.”
“Oh God.” She wiggled her hips back as he dribbled the lube against her crack.
Cole pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance. “Fuck,” he groaned as he slammed her onto his shaft.
She reeled back, surprised the sensations could be so different a second time. They each made her walls clench in a different way. Cole hilted his cock inside her, drawing a deep hiss from her throat.
He grinned wickedly. “Fucking tight everywhere, aren’t you, baby?”
“Do you like it?” she asked.