Keeping Grace

Scott reached up and pinched my nipples hard. The orgasm I desperately wanted came crashing over me. I screamed out my release while Scott and Ty kept me from falling into a puddle on the floor. Ty gave one more long lick from my center to my clit and then slowly lowered my leg and stood.

“I love it when you beg. Though you never need to. I’ll give you whatever you want.” He kissed me, and I licked my essence from his lips. His chin was still shiny when he pulled back. I loved seeing the smug grin on his face after he made me come.

Scott turned me around to face him and bent down to lick one of my hard peaks. I was already sensitive from his attention there a moment ago, but his warm tongue had heat pooling between my thighs again. My arousal dripped down my leg. Scott straightened, and he pinned me with his hungry gaze.

“You got mad at Ty for trying to take care of you. I think he deserves to have whatever he wants. Don’t you?” Scott ran his thumb over my lower lips.

I flicked my tongue out to lick the tip of his thumb. “Yes.”

“I want that ass.” Ty growled in my ear, sending heat down my body.

I pushed my bottom out toward him in invitation, feeling his hard erection shift between my cheeks. I had been waiting for one of them to actually fuck me there. They loved to play but had yet to take it.

The plugs were fun, but not as wild as it would be when one of them was buried deep in me. Blake and Jessie had dreamy looks on their faces when they talked about being fucked at the same time by their men, and I couldn’t wait for it. Maybe they would take me together today.