“We’re loving you,” I said.
“Yes, but that was… where you licked—”
“Your ass? It’s virgin, isn’t it, Kitty Kat?” Donovan said, licking up her neck.
“Yes,” she breathed. She didn’t try to wiggle out of his hold, but I knew Kit was vulnerable like this, even aroused. So I’d make her forget she was embarrassed, especially since there was nothing to be embarrassed about. We would take her ass, play with it, fuck it. But she’d be prepared first. A little warmup now would show her how much she would like it.
I didn’t say anything more. Our girl had her thighs spread wide and I wasn’t wasting the opportunity. I brushed my tongue over her asshole once more, briefly, then worked my way back up. I slipped a finger into her again, coated it with her arousal, then moved it to her back entrance. While I worked her clit with my tongue, I played with her ass, circled it, pressed in, circled some more, then eventually was able to get the tip past the tight ring of muscle.
She gasped and her eyes flared open. Hungry. Needy. Surprised. I smiled against her clit and carefully moved my fingertip, waking up all those nerve endings I knew would make her come so hard.
While I did all that, Donovan talked to her. Dirty. Filthy, even.
“I’m watching Nix finger your ass. You like it, don’t you? That little pussy’s ours to take. To fuck. That ass is going to be ours soon.”
He talked her up until she came, then crooned to her, how beautiful she was as she screamed, coated my chin in her juices. Her ass squeezed my fingertip and I knew it was going to be a tight fit, a death grip on my dick when I finally got in there.
“Put her on my cock,” I told Donovan.
He stepped forward and together, we carefully lowered her so she was straddling my waist, her pussy hovering over my dick, then onto it. Her eyes fluttered open.
There she was. My Kit. Her pussy was clenching, adjusting to be crammed full of dick. I wrapped my arms around her, kissed her. When she pulled back, she licked her lips and I knew she could taste herself.
“I guess you like a little ass play, huh?” I asked, stroking her wet hair back.
Her dark eyes met mine. “More,” she breathed.
Donovan swore and shut off the shower. I followed him into the bedroom, Kit still riding my cock, now with her legs about my waist.
I lowered her onto Donovan’s bed as I stood at the edge, began to fuck her. Donovan moved so he could take her hands, hold them over her head, pinning her in place again. If she wanted more, she’d get it.
10
KIT
“Obviously, Dolly took you back,” Donovan said, tearing off a bite of crust with his teeth.
Pizza had been delivered ten minutes ago and we were eating it sitting on Donovan’s bed. Before that, after Nix came inside me, Donovan took his turn, sitting on the edge of the bed and having me straddle him. Even though it was the three of us together, they were different lovers. They kissed differently, fucked differently. Even their dicks felt different when inside me.
There was no question of one versus the other, choosing. I wanted both, needed what each of them offered.
While they’d slipped on their boxers—and Donovan a pair of gym shorts to answer the door—they hadn’t let me get dressed and I sat cross-legged between them. Naked, except for the sheet that settled about my lap. It was strange to sit between them, my boobs right out there. But the looks they gave me as they ate, and the way my pussy felt after being with both of them, I felt… pretty.
And after what we’d done, well, sitting naked was the least of what I should be embarrassed about. Nix had put his finger in my butt. That sounded ridiculously clinical, but he had. And god, I’d liked it. My pussy clenched remembering how it had felt. I had no idea something so… dark would feel so dang good. I’d gone off like a firework. What woman could resist one guy’s mouth on her clit while another said very naughty things in her ear. Oh, and holding me open, like yoga-wide open.
I was a total slut. And I was loving every minute of it.
I forgot what Donovan had said. Dolly, right. “She did. After all she’d done for me, I wasn’t very nice to her when I left for Billings. I’m surprised she was so cool about it.”
“She cares for you,” Nix said, grabbing another slice from the box.
“Not to be mean to my mom, but Dolly’s been there for me.” I glanced between the two of them. “She knew about you two.”
They stared at me. “Oh?” Donovan asked.
I shrugged. “I guess she’s known all along. She said you guys used to come in to the diner just for me.”
“You didn’t know that?” Nix asked.