As Gavin pushed the plug deeper, Shelby felt her pussy contracting as if he were pushing the plug into her there. Her clit was throbbing, and copious amounts of fluid were gushing out of her. “Oh please, don’t make me wait, please,” she pleaded.
“Not yet, baby. Hold it until I’m inside you.” Gavin couldn’t wait to take her with the plug. The only way it could be better was if he and O’Brien were taking her together.
When he had the plug all the way inside her he pulled it out and pushed it back in a couple times before grabbing a condom and putting it on. Positioning the head of his cock at her entrance, he slowly started pushing in an inch at a time.
“You’re so tight this way, baby. I can feel each ripple of your little pussy, and every time you squeeze down on my cock it feels just like heaven.” Gavin told her as he continued pushing his cock inside her. Slowing pushing until he was fully seated, he felt each contraction of her walls and knew she was close.
“Tell me how it feels, baby. Instead of the plug, imagine another cock in your ass. Imagine two of us fucking you at the same time, two men loving you and wanting you for their own, think about it, baby. Could you belong to two of us, two masters, two men to take care of you, two men to love you, fulfill your every need?”
As he talked to her, he reached for her clit and started applying the pressure he knew she needed to send her flying. He was going to fly with her this time, but he wanted her to go first. He couldn’t wait to feel her clamp down on him when her ecstasy hit. He knew that with the plug in place, it would be almost more than he could take. He couldn’t imagine what it would feel like when he and O’Brien took her together.
Furiously rubbing her clit, he felt the tightening of her vaginal muscles that signaled she was ready. “Come for me, baby. Come now.”
Shelby heard Gavin, and before his words registered, her body was responding. Shelby arched her back off the bed and screamed. The feeling was so strong. Gavin lay with an arm on either side of him supporting him so that all his weight didn’t rest on her, but enough of his body was in contact with hers to keep her from arching too high. Shelby loved the feeling of Gavin’s weight on her and continued screaming his name as her climax kept going on and on. When the tremors finally stopped she felt like a washcloth that had been rung out. She was totally spent. When she tried to talk, her voice was so hoarse from screaming that barely a squeak came out.
“Oh, baby, that was…there are no words to describe how you made me feel,” Gavin told her passionately as he leaned down and took her mouth in a kiss meant to convey what his words couldn’t. When he pulled back, Shelby lay with the most content expression he had ever seen on her face. And he put it there.
Gavin rolled over on his back, pulled Shelby to him, and just held her for a few more minutes. Reluctantly he got up and went to clean himself. He brought back a warm cloth and removed the plug before cleaning her up. Shelby was so out of it that she barely moved when he took out the plug. He had really worn her out, and she was tired from the trip home.
Chapter Seven
Shelby woke alone in the bed. How long had she been sleeping? The sun was bright in the sky, and it felt like she had slept all day. She heard the low rumble of Gavin’s voice coming from downstairs and grabbed his shirt to cover herself with before going down. Skipping down the stairs, she really was in a good mood. When she got to the kitchen Gavin was on the phone. Still talking he walked over to her, put his free arm around her, and pulled her to him.
“Good morning, beautiful. Finally awake? You slept half the day away. Let’s eat. Then Mike wants to see us at the garage.”
Shelby looked around at the clock and saw it was noon. She never slept this late. Gavin had breakfast ready, so she sat to eat wondering what Mike could want to see them about. She hoped she wasn’t getting fired.
As if he could read her mind, Gavin said, “Don’t worry. I think it’s about your car. He’s not going to fire you.”
Shelby hurriedly finished her brunch and ran up the stairs to change. Grabbing a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, she turned to see Gavin standing in the door. He was shirtless and wearing jeans with his top button undone. The man was confident in his body and didn’t care who saw it. Shelby wished she had his confidence.
Gavin had lain awake for several hours watching Shelby sleep and thinking about how it would work out between them and O’Brien. When he finally fell asleep, he was restless and woke early.
Knowing Mike would be up, he went quietly down the stairs and out to his garage, where he could talk and Shelby wouldn’t hear. He couldn’t wait any longer.
When Mike answered the phone the first thing he asked was “How’s our girl?”
Gavin thought it was interesting that Mike was already calling her “our girl.” Maybe Mike would be up for this. “Our girl, huh? What are you thinking, O’Brien?” Gavin asked seriously but with a hint of a chuckle in his voice.
“Tell me what you’re thinking, Crisp. I think you are having the same thoughts I am.”
r /> Mike O’Brien had been attracted to Shelby since first seeing her. Not wanting to step on his friend’s toes and not knowing how serious Gavin was about Shelby, he had put his feelings on hold waiting to see what happened. It had been torture for him when he held Shelby on his lap. Feeling her warmth and softness as she clung to him and knowing she belonged to another were torture.
He and Gavin were good friends and had been since high school when Mike was a scrawny little kid being beat up by all the bigger boys. Gavin had come to his rescue more than once until Mike came into his own and, over one summer, grew seven inches, going from a five-foot-seven weakling to a six-foot-two fighter. He grew a few more inches in the next few years and ended up being a six-foot-five-inch hulk. He and Gavin had joined the army together, but when he was sent overseas, Gavin was left state side. Their friendship never wavered, though. When Mike returned stateside, Gavin was there to pick him up and gave him a place to stay until he could make his own arrangements.
With the money he had saved while in the army and what his parents had put aside for his college, he opened the garage and bought a small house close to it. He and Gavin had stayed close over the years.
Once they both discovered their dominant sides, they started playing together and sharing women. One evening after a particular intense scene with one of the subs they played with occasionally, Gavin looked at Mike and said, “Playing with women like Nancy is nice, but I want more. I want someone who is our own, someone to come home to, not someone for a night or two.”
Mike had nodded. He had been thinking the same thing. That was six months ago, and although they had played with a few women since then, none of them had been what they were looking for. Either the women had been too eager or the chemistry had been wrong.
With Shelby, everything would be different. The chemistry was there, and even though she was a strong, independent woman, her submissive side was clearly evident. When Gavin called him this morning and told him his idea, Mike was right there with him. Now he hoped Shelby didn’t run scared. Mike suggested that Gavin bring Shelby to the garage. Then they would walk across to his house and talk there.
When Gavin and Shelby arrived at the garage, Mike held his arms open and Shelby ran into them—a very good sign. Mike looked at Gavin over the top of her head and nodded. Gavin walked up until he was right behind Shelby.
“Honey, we want to talk to you,” Mike told her.
“Okay.” Shelby nodded and stepped back, running into Gavin. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were so close,” she told him, flustered. She was worried. They wanted to talk to her. Maybe she wasn’t only being fired, but maybe Gavin was throwing her out, too. She didn’t know why he would, but anything was possible.