Kiss Me Crazy (Bridgewater County 6)

“Hey!” she cried, wiggling her hips.

“My turn,” I said, adding my handprint to her other round ass cheek. I left my palm there, rubbed the heated skin.

“No running, baby doll.” Dash spanked her again.

“Okay, okay,” she replied, turning her head so she could look up at us.

“Okay,” I repeated, sliding my hand down and over her pussy. Fuck, she was soaked.

She moaned, closed her eyes.

I easily slipped inside and her walls clenched down as she moaned again. Pre-cum slipped from me in eagerness, but it wasn’t time. Pulling out, I circled her clit, gently, carefully as Dash grabbed the lube and plug.

“Ever had a plug in before?” Dash asked, dribbling the clear liquid over the flared top.

“Yes,” she whispered.

Rubbing his fingertips together, he coated them with some of the lube, then found her furled opening.

“Easy, baby doll. Let’s get you ready for the plug first. Just my finger.”

I knelt down so I could continue to play with her clit as Dash began to work the lube around her back entrance, circling and pressing in, then dripping a little more. I couldn’t miss the way my fingers were getting slick with her arousal as it slid from her. She liked us playing with her, just as she had the night in the hotel room.

But now we were going further with her, and hopefully soon, further still. All the way.

When Dash slipped his slick finger from her and put the narrow tip of the plug in its place, she stiffened. I coated my thumb in her juices and began to circle her clit with a little more attention. It stood out as a hard pearl and I knew, the second she relaxed and moaned, that it was a good distraction from Dash’s actions.

He was careful, patient and slow working the plug into her. I watched as her tight ring stretched to a taut white around the widest portion of the small plug, then it popped in the last bit and settled.

Avery gasped, then slumped down.

“Good girl,” Dash said, stroking her pink ass cheek with his hand. I gave him a nod before he turned to the bathroom to clean up.

I stood, moved in so I stood right behind her, nudging her feet

wider with mine. With a hand on the bed right by her shoulder, I leaned forward aligning my body over hers and kissed up her neck to her ear. “Soon we’ll both be in you. No plug. Just our cocks. Who should claim your ass, me or Dash?” I murmured.

She smiled lazily, her eyes still closed. She was so small, so warm, so perfect beneath me. My cock wasn’t so content as it settled against her folds, my dick getting coated in her need.

Dash came back, tossed a long strip of condoms onto the bed.

“Ready for our cocks?” I asked.

“Please,” she said. “Please, please.”

I leaned a little more forward so I could kiss away her pleas as Dash ripped open a wrapper, rolled a condom on.

I pushed off the bed and moved so Dash could take my place.

My balls ached with the need to sink into her. The scent of her in the air and on my fingers made my mouth water to push Dash out of the way and taste her. Instead, I tore a condom from the strip and watched as Dash slowly sank into her, careful to go slow with the purple base of the plug just above.

Watching her pussy take him deep, knowing how tight she must be, how wet, had me squeezing the base of my cock so I wouldn’t come.

With a hand on the chain that linked her cuffed wrists, Dash began to move, thrusting his hips deep, then pulling back.

Avery’s eyes were closed, her mouth open. She arched her back to take as much of Dash as she could.

“Like that?” I asked.