“I said, fuck yourself, baby.”
She leaned back as her fingers sank inside her pussy. Her hips rocked back and forth as Wyatt fell to his knees. He snapped the thong again, thrashing her with pain that felt incredible. His tongue darted in and out as she gripped her fingers.
And then she felt it. A slice of pain. She winced. She stiffened. He was in her ass, but it was more than a finger, or his thumb like he used last night.
“Easy, baby. This is more than you’ve ever had before. And I’m not even done. Relax.”
Her ass was being stretched and pulled. She forgot to move her fingers.
“You can do this, Kayla. Relax, baby. Let me go deep. Let me in.”
She shook her head. Her body had tightened up. It was more than she expected. More than she had ever thought it would feel like.
He kissed her back softly. His lips moved to her shoulder blade and along her spine. His tenderness made her let go of a pent-up breath.
“Imagine my cock inside you. Imagine me fucking this tight beautiful ass of yours for the first time.” He kissed her with gentle pressure. “Our bodies sliding together. Me spreading you wide with Jason under you, fucking your pussy.”
“Oh God.” She imagined the shimmer of Jason’s green eyes under her and it was like magic. She let go of all the tension. She released the stiffness in her shoulders. Her backside relaxed and his fingers slid in.
“Good girl.” He began to work his fingers in and out.
She worked her pussy harder than ever. She panted out as the pressure built. Between Wyatt’s fingers and her own she didn’t know how she would handle the explosion.
“There’s more baby.”
“No.” She shook her head. “Oh, Wyatt.”
He pushed a third finger in her ass and she bucked. It was a beautiful pain that fueled her to climb the roller coaster. She wanted to make it to the top. She wanted to come this way. She screamed as he pushed deep inside her.
“I want you so badly, Kayla. Fuck. Watching you like this…”
“I want you too,” she whimpered.
She needed to fall to her knees. She needed him to hold her up, but the orgasm came out of nowhere. It spi
raled through her, firing nerves in a delicate zone as he wriggled and stretched her ass. The vibrations lasted forever, until she finally fell backward in his arms.
She tried to catch her breath while he held her.
“Did I handle it?” Her eyes fluttered open to look at him.
He kissed her temple. “You did great, baby.”
“Will you? Can we? The three of us?”
He nodded. “Anything you want. Anything at all.”
She smiled. Tonight she would have the men of her dreams all to herself.
Twenty-Four
Kayla
Wyatt insisted on cooking dinner for their first night at the vineyard. Kayla and Jason set the table while he worked in the kitchen.
It was hard to act like everything was normal, when she knew tonight they would all be in bed together. It was nearly impossible not to drop the expensive china or crystal.
Wyatt had a game on the kitchen TV. He chopped vegetables and drank a beer, looking up now and then to catch a touchdown or watch a replay. He was an unreal combination of masculinity and sex appeal. He was a brilliant business man. And he was a secret gourmet chef.