The Engagement Gift(20)

I settled over him, gripping his gorgeous shaft in my hand and gazing into his eyes. “Hey,” I whispered.

“Hey, you.”

With eyes for him only, I repeated words he’d said to me. “I love fucking you, and I fucking love you.”

He reached up, cupping my cheek, then slid a hand to curl around my head. He pulled me close for a searing kiss, then whispered, “I know, baby. I know.” When he let go, his eyes glanced down with a purposeful glint in them. “Now get the fuck on me.”

Enough said. I rubbed the head of his cock against me, as Jake returned from the bathroom. Groaning, Finn wrapped his hands around my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh.

“Need to feel you all the way on me. Need to feel your sweet pussy on my dick now, baby.”

He sounded so hungry, so carnal. And at that moment, a new awareness hit me. Yes, tonight was about me, but it was also about them. They were feeling as amazing as I was. Just as they were making sure I was good, I had to take care of the men.

I’d known this, but I hadn’t experienced it fully till now, and I wanted to make every moment good for them, too. I sank down on my man, and I cried out in pleasure. “God, that feels so good. Your dick is perfection,” I said, setting my palms on his chest.

“So are you,” he murmured, thrusting up. He wasn’t rough, but even so, he filled me, and I felt him all the way.

I felt Jake too, climbing on the bed, reaching for the condom. His hands roamed up my back, then down it, settling on my ass.

His fingers traveled across my flesh and sparks raced over my skin, knowing what was coming. Gently, he pushed down on my lower back. “Lower your tits to your man.”

My breath came faster as I did as I was told, keeping a slow and sensual pace riding Finn. My fiancé wrapped his arms around me, his hands roping through my hair, as Jake swept his fingers over the curves of my rear, teasing, playing, making sure I could handle it.

Could I?

We wouldn’t know till he tried, but in the meantime, I was already halfway to heaven just from Finn’s shaft. I swiveled my hips, moving slow and steady, feeling the glorious length of him inside me.

Then I felt something new.

Something that sent a fresh wave of sparks down my spine. Jake’s tongue. Jake’s lips. His mouth cruised over my rear, kissing the top of my ass, then he licked a path down to that spot where my cheek met my thigh. He murmured against my skin, “So fucking sexy.”

And I entered another world of pleasure. His words, his tongue. The wild sensations swirling inside me.

He brushed kisses across my rear, not quite touching me in the darkest spot, but coming close, so daringly close. His tongue flicking and teasing almost, almost. The tingles turned into sparks. No, they were fireworks. Everything inside me felt like the night sky lit up on a holiday.

I heard the opening of the condom wrapper, then more lube squirting.

All those sensations morphed into heat, to hot, tight pressure as I felt the first breach of his crown against me. He was slick, coated in lube, and I groaned at the intrusion.

Finn’s hand wrapped tighter around my head, his lips near my ear. “We got you, baby. Just relax.”

I sank down deeper onto Finn, my ass lifting as Jake’s hands wrapped around my hips. He pushed, sinking farther into me. For a second, I held my breath from the intensity—the temporary pain that shot into pleasure in seconds. This wasn’t my first time at the rear-end rodeo, but there was always that moment when you weren’t sure. Those seconds when you hovered between pain and pleasure until your body took.

Adjusted.

And somehow, miraculously, made room.

This was a whole new language of sensuality.

An entirely new way of having sex.

I was bathed in erotic sensations as I let myself relax into the sheer fullness. The incredible, heavy feeling of being taken completely. Of the entire core of my body consumed by two beautiful men.

Like this, I could barely move. My skin started to sizzle; my body began to shudder.

Then I realized they’d taken over.

They were both moving in me, Finn fucking up into me, Jake thrusting deep into my ass.

Could they feel each other? Or were they like me? Unable to tell up from down, right from left? Right now, I was adrift in otherworldly sensations. In the sheer relentless intensity of my wildest dreams come true. Electricity crackled in my veins as waves of pleasure crashed over me, each one making me sink under, deeper into the abyss of ecstasy.

“Talk to me, baby,” Finn rasped out, his voice low and rough. “You okay?”

“So good. I’m so good,” I panted as Jake’s cock hit the end of me, and I cried out, seeing the first glow of stars.

Because holy fucking pleasure. Holy threesome. Holy trio of absolute decadent erotic bliss.

This. Was. It.

This was the pinnacle, and my reality teetered. It wobbled with each stroke from below me. With each thrust from above.

With every move from the men sandwiching me, I spiraled further into an erotic state, with lust and want consuming every molecule of my body.

“So intense. Feels so good,” I murmured, my head falling into the crook of Finn’s neck.

“It’s the hottest thing ever,” Finn growled.

And Jake groaned. A deep, rumbling sound, like he’d been gritting his teeth, holding back words until then, and suddenly, he let them loose. “Fuck, Lily. Your ass. It’s so fucking hot. So fucking tight.”