Communion (On My Knees Duet 3)

Then he’s up on both elbows, looking dazed as he leans forward and shoves my shoulder lightly.

“Get on your back, Vanny.”

He’s so damn hot as he crawls between my legs. I almost come just from the sight of those big, bulky shoulders and the feel of his hand closing around my balls. His free hand holds a packet of lube.

“You trying to help me relax for tomorrow?” He arches an eyebrow as he asks, looking me like I’m guilty of a crime.

“Trying to put you to sleep.” I hook a leg around his flank and wrap my arm around his shoulder, drawing him down on me. “I can see you worried.” I suck on his shoulder, biting and then kissing…licking. “I want you to feel good, McD.”

He reaches between us, wrapping his hand around my cock and tugging. “Maybe I want you to feel good.” His hand closes around my tip, squeezing till it hurts—right as the fingers of his other hand push into my hole.

“Ohhh fuck…”

His fingers are lube-slick, but I’m not prepared. It’s a torpedo of pressure…pleasure. Some sound comes from my mouth. Then I’m scooting back…and thrusting forward again. His fingers spread inside me, tickling. He drags them back and forth, hitting my hot spot till I’m throbbing with bliss.

Then he starts to suck me like a fucking Hoover. It feels almost too good.

“Fuck!”

“You know what gives me pleasure?” he growls.

His fingers are doing some voodoo in me, pressing all around my prostate. I can’t form words as he pumps my erection. There’s a gush of precum. I can feel my pulse in my head.

“What gives me the most pleasure, husband” —he leans down again, to lap my cum up— “is to treat you like my own fuck boy.”

He pulls his fingers out of me and knee-walks over to the nightstand. When he comes back between my legs, I blink up at him, feeling brainless and electric. Like he’s charged my battery and every cell in me is twitching.

Luke is grinning, holding up this badass toy that we just call the Double.

“I want to put something in you,” he says, looking lust-hazed with one hand stroking his dick. “But I also want you in me. Wear us both out.”

The toy is made of silicone. One part of it’s a plug that goes in deep; the other part is a stretchy sheath that’s basically a glove for my cock. The two parts are joined by an “o”-shaped ring that goes around my balls to anchor both the other pieces in place.

I watch as Sky lubes the long plug and shut my eyes right before he pushes it in. It’s not as thick as Sky’s cock, but it goes damn near up to my belly button, and it aggravates me in the best way…making me want to squirm so it’ll hit my p-spot. He twirls the thing around inside me, smirking as I bark a groan out. Sweat’s already popping out along my forehead as I roll my hips and clench around the thing.

“Annnd the balls,” he murmurs, sounding upbeat. Hanging from the base of the plug, where the silicon gets softer and more stretchy, is the rubbery ring. Sky stuffs my balls through it, settles it up at the top of my sac. With a plug in my hole and this ring attached to the plug, my nuts are tugged around based on the movement of the rest of the toy.

The final part—the toy’s other arm—is the soft, stretchy sheath for my cock. Sky squirts some lube inside the thing and holds the plug in place as he tugs the sheath up over the fat tip of my cock. The maneuver shifts the plug inside me and tugs my balls upward. I jerk my hips, panting like a motherfucker.

“You’re so gorgeous, Rayne babe.”

Sky smooths the sheath down my shaft and hooks this piece, too, around my nutsack.

And I’m moving. I can’t help it. I just need to come—right fucking now. Every time I thrust my hips, the grooves inside the sheath around my dick rub on it. It’s like being stroked by a hand. Every time my cock moves, my balls are tugged upward, and then I clench, and the long thing inside me…

“Unghhh.” A shudder wracks me, and Sky chuckles. “I’m not even on you yet.”

“Get up there,” I groan.

He’s about to stuff himself so full he’s gonna blow his load before I do. It’s not my dick that he’ll be taking. It’s my dick with a thick, soft, dick-shaped glove around it. I’ve already got girth, but this sheath thing nearly doubles the circumference he’ll be sinking down on.

“Come here,” I grunt. “Let me lube you.”

I watch as he pushes his fingers into himself. I can feel my cock swell in the sheath just from watching. “Your job is to lie there like a good toy,” he says, smirking.