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Me:Actually, scratch that. Any time you want a private live, all you need to do is ask. And instead of money, my payment will be one story about you, your past, your hopes and dreams for our future. Just something about you. Xx
I hit send on the message and then jump down from the barstool, head over to the couch, plonk down near Xavier, and lie back until my head is on his chest and we form an L in the corner of the couch. It gives me the perfect view of the kitchen as the ding of the SugarLife notification pings on Derek’s phone.
Derek hesitates in reaching for it, possibly thinking I might be fucking with him, so I unlock my phone again and swap over to scrolling on a social media app. I pay him no mind, pausing to watch a video about dogs running at full pace beside an ATV doing forty miles per hour.
Eventually he reaches for his phone and reads my messages. He leans forward and props his elbows on the counter, his thumbs tapping over the screen.
A few seconds later, I get a notification from SugarLife. I almost consider ignoring it, just to actually fuck with him, but figure that we have a bit of trust building to do and I need to take this seriously. For now, anyway.
I open his message and can’t help the smile that stretches across my face.
EyesOnYou:It’s a good thing I have thousands of stories to share with you, then. I love you, baby.
Epilogue
Emery
6 months later
“Okay, princess. Breathe out for me,” Darcy coaxes, his lubed-up cock head at the entrance to my ass.
The ass that he has been playing with for hours—at least, that’s how it’s felt. I’m so fucking turned on, I’ve reached the pointwhere I want to scream at him to just stick it in already, because neither he nor Hudson have let me come yet.
They brought out every trick they had to prepare me for this moment. The sex swing was hooked up to the ceiling frame, the hidden eye bolts in each corner exposed and hooked into. I’ve been eaten out—both holes—fingered—again, in both holes—fucked with dildos, eaten out and fucked with dildos at the same time, and then finally, they took me out of the swing, positioned me over the top of Hudson, who filled my pussy as Darcy fucked me in the ass with a thin dildo, slowly working it in while Hudson rocked me up and down his cock.
To say that I’m ready for Darcy to get on with it is an understatement.
Even as I exhale, my stomach jumps with nerves as he starts to press in, the stretch feeling impossible and dampening the need that has been burning through me. I bury my face into the curve of Hudson’s neck, his fingers smoothing up and down my spine as he presses a kiss to my shoulder before whispering words of encouragement in my ear.
“You’re doing so good, kitten. Taking both our cocks. Your pussy is clenching down on me so tightly.” Those last few words are said with a groan, and his hands shift to my waist, fingers biting into my skin firmly. “Breathe, kitten. You can do this. Let him in. Let him join us.”
A hand presses down on my lower back, making my ass curve up, and the pressure builds to a burn as my hole opens under Darcy’s cock. I suck in a gasp as he slips past the tight ring of muscle and slides into me. My lungs lock up, and every muscle in my body tightens, waiting for the pain, waiting for it to hurt. Waiting for it to feel bad.
But it doesn’t.
Nothing hurts.
Yeah, there is a stretched sensation and holy fuck do I feel full. Fuller than when they are both in my pussy. Fuller than the largest training plug they’ve had me wearing every time we had sex this week. And even fuller than when Xavier had me strapped down to his medical table and had his whole hand inside of my pussy, all the way to his wrist.
“Fuck, princess, you are so tight, baby. Does it hurt? Do you need to stop?” Darcy’s hand shifts, and he starts drawing soothing circles with his thumb, right at the top of my ass crack.
I try to relax, letting out my breath in stuttering waves, and shake my head.
Fingers trail up my neck and squeeze before Hudson whispers in my ear. “Words, kitten. You know the rules.”
I have to swallow and lick my lips before I can get the words out. “I don’t want to stop. It doesn’t hurt. Keep going.”
“Wait,” Hudson grits out, and one of his hands disappears under the pillow his head is lying on. Whatever he grabs, I barely get a glimpse. “Lift up a little, kitten.”
Lift up? I’m kind of pinned here.
Shifting, I get one hand flat on the mattress and lift enough that my front is no longer plastered to his front and feel his hand push between us, all the way down to his cock.
“A little more,” he encourages, and I do as I’m told, only, tilting my pelvis forces my ass against Darcy’s groin, making him press in deeper.
Something smooth but hard wiggles and shifts between us, then a very gentle vibration starts up. As Hudson’s hands settle on my hips, I push up so that I can look down at him while he slowly rocks me back and forth, fucking me onto his and Darcy’s cocks.
The vibrations feel good, almost enough to distract me from the fact that I’m double stuffed.
