Pretty Dirty (Dirty Bad Things Book 2)(62)

I whimpered, and he chuckled darkly with a groan.

“Oh you liked that, didn’t you,” he growled. I moaned around Blake, nodding eagerly.

“Dirty fucking girl.”

His thumb slid in, and I pulled away from Blake, moaning loudly on the hood of that car.

“Fuck,” Blake groaned, reaching out to roll my nipples. “Get up here, baby.”

I gasped as he pulled me up, pulling me off of Dustin. The two of them flipped me as I moved into Blake’s lap with my back to him. I whimpered as they spread my legs wide and raised me up, and when I felt the slick, fat head of Blake’s cock resting against my tight little ass, I gasped.

“I’m going to claim this ass now, angel,” he growled into my ear. “And then Dustin here is going to fill that tight little pussy up with his cock, and baby, you are never going to feel as full as you will with us inside of you.”

The cry ripped from my lips, the raw need for them coursing through me like a drug. I whimpered, barely able to nod as I felt him start to pull me onto him.

“Where do you want this cock, angel?”

I moaned, gasping for breath as the sensations of his cock teasing my ass and Dustin running his fingers up and down my pussy shattered through me.

“Tell me,” Blake growled, making me moan.

“My ass!” I begged, shivering as I felt their powerful hands grip me tightly — feeling the coiled steel of Blake’s muscles at my back. “I want you to— fuck!”

I cried out as he slipped inside, the head easing through my tightness as his hands gripped my ass. I wailed, the pleasure erupting through me as he sank me down, filling my tight ass with every fucking inch of his massive cock. Finally, I could feel his heavy balls against my skin, and I let my breath out in a whoosh.

Dustin moved in, kneeling in front of me and pushing his hips forward. His fat cock-head nestled against my entrance, and suddenly, he slid right in.

I almost came right then.

I cried out into the night sky, fingers clawing at muscles as the two big, powerful studs sandwiched me between them. I didn’t even have to move, because they did it for me. They held me in powerful, strong grasps, holding my body tight as they began to pump in and out of me — slow at first and then moving faster and faster as I started to moan like a woman possessed.

We moved like one, the two of them alternating strokes as I bucked my hips between them.

Hands stroked my skin, a finger rolled over my clit, and a mouth clasped over a nipple. They changed up the rhythm, and started to fuck in and out of me at the same damn time, together, and that’s when I started to shatter.

That’s when I knew I was about to come harder than I’d ever come in my whole life.

“Stay with us,” Blake growled in my ear, pumping his cock deep in my ass. “Stay here with us, Samantha.”

“We don’t know what happens tomorrow, or the day after that,” Dustin growled through gritted teeth. “But we do know one thing, and it’s the only fucking thing that matters.”

The two of them never even slowed as Dustin looked me right in the eye. “We love you, Samantha,”

“Damn do we love you,” Blake groaned, his hands holding me tight.

I could feel my body start to tumble. Between the two thick cocks filling me like nothing ever had before, and the fingers, and the mouths, and the feel of their bodies against mine.

But it was the words that did it.

“We love you,” Blake whispered again, and suddenly, I exploded.

My body clenched up then as the combination of their words and their bodies shattered me. And then I was coming, screaming out my orgasm as the two of them slid in deep and roared along with me. I felt Dustin explode first, his cock throbbing inside my pussy as he pumped his cum deep inside. Blake followed suit, groaning as his cock pulsed deep in my ass before he suddenly began to fill me with his cum.

The three of us kept rocking like that, slowing and slowing until we finally came to a stop. I gasped as the men slowly slid out of me, helping me onto my back and pulling me close between them. We sat back against the windshield of the car, looking up at the night sky and out over the moonlit ocean.

“I love you too,” I whispered, each of my hands finding one of theirs and slipping into it. “I love both of you, as crazy as that sounds.”

I could feel Blake grinning next to me. “Guess that means you’ll stick around?”

“Maybe,” I said with a coy smile.

“We’ll keep you here under lock and key if you don’t,” Dustin growled, his eyes smiling. “We do have handcuffs, and we will use them.”

I grinned as I bit my lip. “You promise?”

The men groaned, and I blinked in disbelief as both of them began to get hard all over again.

“Are you kidding me,” I gasped, jaw dropping and laughing as I stared at the two cocks slowly rising in front of me.

“About the handcuffs, or about doing that again?” Blake growled.

“Both?” I grinned, moaning as hands slid over my skin.

“I’ll get the cuffs,” Dustin growled in my ear, the two of them spreading my legs as they started to lean in, to take me all over again.





Epilogue





Samantha




Would it be cliché to say I moved in with them after that? What if I said that all the loose ends got tied up nicely, and that Dustin and Blake’s heroics at the house that day resulted not only in the taking down of Miguel Santiago’s entire operation, but also a major promotion, to captains, for both of them?