Satisfied 2X

“I’m ok,” she whispered.

“You sure?” Jason asked.

She nodded. “Will it always be as good as this?” she asked.

Jason laughed. “Always.”

“Maybe better,” Wyatt added. “Your ass is so tight, baby. It will feel better in a few days. We can do this again. Are you sure we didn’t hurt you?”

She suddenly realized how sore it was. Wyatt’s cock started to slide from her and she felt the twinges of pain. She couldn’t pretend it didn’t hurt. It hurt like hell. But it hurt so good. An erotic pain. Something daring and exotic. She had done something incredible with her body. She had pushed herself to feel good. To find pleasure in the forbidden. And it was worth every prickle of pain she had.

“I’ve never felt this amazing in my life. I swear to you.”

“That’s what we want to hear, love.” Jason rested a hand on her hip.

She rolled on her side to face Wyatt. “But if we do it more, does that mean you won’t like it as much?”

His laugh filled the room. “You really are like a virgin. No, I’ll love it just as much as the first time. And Jason wants some too, don’t forget.”

She rolled back over. “You do? I’m confused. I thought you had assigned parts or something.”

Jason smirked. “You are damn adorable. I love your pussy. But I want that ass. And you’re crazy if you don’t think Wyatt isn’t going to fuck your pussy just as hard.”

“Oh my.” She held her breath. “I thought it was always this way.”

“No. It’s whatever we want to do. We each have preferences, and you saw that tonight, but we like every part of your body.”

She giggled feeling silly. Of course, it would work that way. Suddenly she was hot again thinking about it. Changing positions. How would it feel to see Wyatt under her? His dark smoldering eyes staring into hers while Jason guided his cock in and out of her ass.

Her nipples perked.

She knew it wouldn’t be tonight. Her body was beyond exhausted and she was sore. But maybe the next time. It put a smile on her lips.

She curled against Jason’s chest. Wyatt’s hand rested on her hip and they fell asleep.

Twenty-Six

Kayla

The next morning Kayla wandered downstairs. Wyatt was making another huge breakfast for them.

“Good morning.” She smiled at her men.

Jason handed her a cup of coffee and kissed her with possession. “Good morning. How’d you sleep?”

“Like a Kayla sandwich.” She giggled.

“My favorite kind.” Wyatt flipped pancakes on the griddle.

“What time do we have to leave today?” She sat at the table. She didn’t want the weekend to be over. She didn’t want to fly back to Chicago. She couldn’t imagine leaving this place. She wasn’t the same woman any more. Last night had changed that.

She had explored herself in a new way. Maybe she had always been this sexual goddess. She felt strong and powerful with two men who worshipped her body.

Jason rested his tablet on the table. “We can fly back tonight if you like.”

“As late as possible.”

Wyatt brought over a plate of hot pancakes. “I’ll let the pilot know.” He turned her lips up to catch a kiss. “How do you feel?”