Initiative (Suncoast Society #31)(26)

He let go of her hips and tightly wrapped his arms around her, a hand in her hair again, kissing her and firmly keeping her in place while Darryl worked back and forth, stingy swats that were just short of too much and also driving her need straight up into the stratosphere again.

Especially considering she was impaled on Grant’s cock.

“Okay,” Grant finally gasped. “Get her ready, because I’m about to blow.” He stared up into her eyes. “Get ready to spend most of every free moment of this weekend with our cocks inside you.”

She smiled down at him. “Thank you, Sir.”

“Oh, you thank me now.” He grinned. “You just wait and see if you’re still that eager a few decades from now.”

Her heart skipped, absorbing his words.

As always, he read her perfectly. “Yes, that’s exactly what I mean.”

She leaned in and kissed him, which turned into a moan as she felt Darryl’s gloved finger start probing her ass.

“You said you like anal, baby,” Grant murmured in her ear. “Nothing better than having your gorgeous body as the filling in our sandwich.”

No, her body couldn’t lie. John used to fill her with a butt plug and f*ck her *, with her tied up and helpless and using a vibrator on her clit at the same time until she could barely breathe, much less think.

And every time he’d pull out a butt plug and show it to her, her clit would throb and her * would get wet, which had always amused him.

One finger slowly worked its way past her tight ring of muscle and she couldn’t help trying to rock her hips.

Grant chuckled. “Ooh, she likes that.”

“I know she does,” Darryl said. “She’s trying to f*ck my hand.”

She felt her face flaming, nearly as hot as her ass cheeks.

“Never be embarrassed,” Grant told her. “You’re beautiful, and believe me, I want you craving us the way we crave you.” His fingers threaded through her hair, keeping her face pressed against the side of his neck. “You’re my well-trained girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” she mumbled.

“Of course you are.”

She couldn’t rub herself enough to get traction against her clit and make it over again. She’d have to wait until the men decided to let her start moving. Meanwhile, Darryl was easily f*cking her with one finger and she wished to hell he’d hurry up and get his cock inside her ass.

But she appreciated them taking the time and not wanting to hurt her in a bad way.

It felt like forever before Darryl had two, then three fingers easily f*cking her ass. Then his hand disappeared and she heard him strip off the glove, followed by the sound of a condom wrapper being opened seconds before the well-lubed head of his cock pressed against her rim. He slowly worked his cock into her until she felt his thighs pressed against her freshly spanked ass.

Darryl grabbed her wrists, wrapping his fingers around her cuffs, and pulled them behind her back, pinning her in place.

“Now, Sir?” Darryl hoarsely asked.

Grant moved her just a little, so he could look into her eyes. “Now, slave. Fuck her brains out.”

Grant held her still as Darryl started out slowly at first, the feel of both of their cocks filling and stretching her making her moan. She reeeally wanted to f*ck them back, but between Grant’s arms holding her in place and Darryl’s grip on her wrists, she was helpless to do anything but lie there and take it.

And enjoy it.

“That’s it, baby,” Grant whispered. “Let him f*ck that sweet, beautiful ass of yours. Keep looking at me.”

It took every ounce of will she had to keep her eyes open. It felt sooo damn good now that her body had adjusted to them. She wanted them both f*cking her, hard, pounding their cocks into her and using her, but they seemed content to take it slow.

Grant’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t worry. There will be plenty of nights we’re f*cking you hard and fast,” he assured her. “Tonight is just the start. Tonight is so that every time you sit down tomorrow you’ll be thinking about right now, about being totally, utterly owned again, by two men who love the hell out of you.”

He grinned. “Maybe I’ll make you wear a butt plug tomorrow night. How would that feel? Sitting there, talking with old classmates and knowing that as soon as we finished, you’ll be on your hands and knees in this bed with two cocks f*cking you.”

She whimpered, her own need churning inside her and unable to move to do a damn thing about it. “Yes, Sir.”

His grin widened. “Ah, there we go. Brain completely disengaged.” He pushed her up into Darryl’s arms and started f*cking her, arching his back to thrust his cock deep inside her *.

That did it. Her eyes fell shut as her body clamped down on both their cocks, only Darryl’s arms keeping her upright as she came one more time.

“Good girl,” Grant gasped, his next thrust the last as he held himself still, his cock emptying inside her. “Your turn, buddy,” he said to Darryl.

He eased her back down onto Grant and resumed f*cking her ass, quickly finishing as his own orgasm hit.

For a long, timeless moment, the three of them remained motionless. Darryl had his arms braced on the bed, on either side of her and Grant, his lips pressed against her spine.

Darryl’s voice sounded hoarse when he finally spoke. “I’ll say it first. I love you, Susie. I think I’ve always loved you, and what he said. Like hell I’ll walk away from you unless you tell me to go.”