"Look at me," Rye ordered while he continued to thrust, sending spirals of heat and longing tightening through my body.
I focused my gaze on him, his handsome face. As I stared into his eyes, I was nearly overcome with emotion. Affection for him and his caring and protective ways. There was a bit of pressure on my bottom hole, but I kept my eyes on Rye. "Good girl," he said before capturing my lips with his. The kiss started tender and then deepened. Ravishing me with his tongue. There was a moment of discomfort on Keane’s end of things and then a strange fullness.
The kiss finished and I inhaled sharply.
The heat that had been building in me, spiraled out of control. Rye continued to pump up and down, holding me and jamming his cock deep into my pussy. All the while, Keane twisted the plug in my bottom. I cried out. Never in my wildest imaginings had I thought having something in my back hole would feel good, let alone that it would be the most exquisite pleasure imaginable.
Full. So full. Between Rye’s cock and the plug, I felt owned. Possessed.
Loved.
In that moment, I let loose a wail as all the pleasure points in my body exploded at once.
10
KEANE
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"Now, that’s a pretty sight," I said, peering at Lily’s ass with the largest plug protruding from it. She was on hands and knees on the bed, her backside perched high. I shuddered a bit thinking about when it would be time to put my cock deep into that snug opening. I gave the plug a slight twist to the left, and she whimpered. I put my fingers to her pussy to confirm she found it pleasurable.
When my fingers touched the slit of her sex I had no doubts about her state. I stroked a bit more and her breathing sped up.
Rye was in the midst of getting dressed, wearing a shirt but no pants, and paused to join us. His palm cupped the curve of her butt cheek. "Soon," he said. "It won’t be too long until we claim you back here, darling Lily."
She whimpered, and the walls of her core clenched around my fingers.
"Oh fuck, Lily. The things you do to me. I can’t get enough." I was partially dressed and fully intended to return to work in a timely manner, but I couldn’t leave yet. I pushed my pants down around my ankles and took hold of her hips. "Hang on, Lily," I called out as I slid balls deep into her hot core. We’d spent the night fucking her in a variety of ways and positions, but I was insatiable.
"Oh god, yes," she replied. Apparently, she was insatiable, too.
"Hey, not without me." Rye positioned himself near Lily’s face, and she eagerly opened her mouth for him, giving a moan of pleasure as she sucked on his cock.
I pumped my hips and rode her. She was slick, and the sound of my cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy mixed with the other sex noises in the room.
I glanced up, and my eyes met Rye’s. He smiled wide, his hands cupping the back of our bride’s head as she took him deep in her throat. Her attitude about sucking cock had improved immensely over the past few days, and she was as eager to have our cocks in her mouth as we were to feel her dainty tongue lapping at our stiff rods.
Rye came first, gripping Lily’s head while he spilled down her throat. She swallowed it all eagerly and then he bent to kiss her. The sight of it had me a hair’s breadth away from coming, too, but I wanted Lily to get her pleasure before I had mine. I took hold of her breasts and squeezed the taut nipples while my cock rubbed over her clit repeatedly.
"Oh, oh." She pushed back into me, and the walls of her sex clamped down hard on me, a sure sign she was moments away from her completion.
"That’s it, Lily," I coaxed. "Come for me. Right now." I slapped her ass with one hand and turned the plug with the other. She came with a squeal of delight that echoed off the walls of our shared bedroom.
My climax followed immediately. My cum shot into her. I could swear I was producing more and more cum each time I got my cock into her, be it her tight pussy or her hot mouth. God only knew what it would be like when I finally got a piece of that ass.
After a few moments to savor the last quivers of her pussy around my cock, I pulled out and joined her on the bed, snuggling her in my arms, wrapping a quilt around us.
"I’m going to miss you both today," she said, gripping my waist.
"We will mi
ss you as well, darling Lily, but we will be home for our noon meal, so it will not be so long. Will you be able to stay out of trouble?" I teased.
"I never get in trouble," she said, resting her head on my chest.
Thirty minutes, later Rye and I reluctantly bid Lily good-bye.
You’d think after four—or was it five?—days of fucking I’d be ready to return to work at the Bridgewater stables, but, as we walked away, I could not help but wish to go back and spend the day with our sweet Lily.