“Has anyone ever played with it?” I ask, knowing that I’m going to want to kill whomever the guy is if she says yes.
6
Emma
Blood rushes through my ears. No one has ever touched me where Ryan caresses me now. It feels dirty and sexy, and I want more.
I have no fucking clue how I’m ever going to take more. My body feels like a limp noodle already, but I can’t keep from thrusting back, hoping Ryan will slip his finger inside and introduce me to a new, erotic world I’ve only ever dreamed of.
“Emma, answer me.” I look up and furrow my brow. Grant chuckles and repeats himself. “Has anyone ever played with your ass?”
I continue to stroke the way he showed me earlier and shake my head at the same time Ryan pushes a finger past the tight ring of muscle. There’s an initial bite of pain followed by immense pleasure, and my body sparks back to life.
“No,” I moan. “I’ve never done this before.”
“Good girl.” With his fist wrapped around my hair, Grant pulls my mouth back to his cock, only this time, he buries himself as deep as my throat will allow. I lick and suck the thick shaft and swallow the tip as best I can while Ryan uses his finger to fuck my ass.
My best friend is knuckle-deep in my ass.
I should be embarrassed, or at least ashamed of what I’m letting these two men do to me. But I’m not.
Not one bit.
In fact, I want more. I need Ryan’s cock there.
Heat races through my body, and I reach for my clit, needing some sort of release, but Ryan snags my hand. “Sorry, baby. That’s for us to play with, and we’re not ready for you to get off again just yet.”
Pushing my tongue toward the roof of my mouth I create as much suction as I can, and Grant hisses. He pulls back, his cock falling from my mouth, and I peek up at him, ready to beg for more when he brushes his fingers along my cheek.
Sliding his hand under me, Grant finds my clit, and my
hips jerk, causing Ryan’s finger to push farther into my ass. “You want us both to fuck you? Ryan in that perfect ass, and me in this tight pussy?”
“Yes,” I moan.
“Yes, what? What do you want?” Ryan growls.
“Fuck me,” I beg. “I want you both to fuck me.”
“That’s our girl.” The mattress shifts as Grant readjusts himself against the headboard. He holds out a hand for me. “Come ride my cock, baby. Let me feel that sweet pussy wrapped around me.”
Ryan removes his hand so I can move toward Grant. I take Grant’s hand, press my knees to either side of his hips, and guide his cock to my entrance. Slowly, I lower myself onto his shaft. He’s large, and it takes a second, but my body acclimates to his size, and I begin to ride him.
Cupping my neck with his hand, Grant pulls my mouth to his in a searing kiss and slides down the pillows, lowering us onto the bed.
Ryan’s warm hand finds my hip, and once again, a cool shot of liquid slides down my ass. I concentrate on Grant’s mouth, losing myself in the feeling of his tongue against mine, and his thick cock inside of me. Ryan lowers himself on top of me, and when the head of his dick presses against my ass, my body tenses.
“Relax, baby,” Ryan murmurs, trailing his lips down my neck. He sucks at the soft spot behind my ear and whispers, “I’m not going to lie, this might hurt a little, but if it’s too much, just say the word, and I’ll stop. Okay?”
I nod and look over my shoulder. “Take it slow, but I want you there.” Allowing Ryan to fuck my ass feels so much more intimate than fucking Grant, and I need to look at him, I need him to see that it’s okay—that I’m okay. “Ryan?”
“Yes, sweet girl?”
“I trust you.”
Curling his hand around the front of my neck, Ryan pulls back and kisses me. The angle makes it awkward and uncomfortable, but I need this. I need to kiss him.
Grant continues to slowly rock his hips, and with each gentle thrust, Ryan’s cock presses against my ass.