“I’m fine. I need to feel your wildness. Be rough. I need it. I need you. All of you.”
My gaze roved over her face. I heard her words, knew she meant them, but I couldn’t.
“You want your men, don’t you, sweetheart?” Mac asked.
She turned her head and looked up at him. “Yes.”
“You’re not a virgin anymore. We can fuck you hard. Take you as we want, as we’ve thought about.”
“Yes,” she repeated. This time her voice was breathy. I could feel her skin heat beneath me, even through her clothes. “Please.”
I groaned, my dick telling my brain to shut the fuck up.
Mac looked my way. “Fuck her, Hardin, and don’t hold back. What happened yesterday won’t go away, but that can’t change us. If we let it, he wins.”
He was right. I stared down at Sam. “I love you.”
She smiled and everything inside me changed. Shifted. She was mine, and I was going to show her how much.
SAM
* * *
Hardin kissed me then. Hard. Deep. Wild. He rolled so I was back on top again, he and Mac stripping my clothes off me. Hardin was already naked, and Mac took off his jeans so we were all bare. Hardin was on one side of me, his mouth on mine, hands roaming. Mac was behind me, touching, caressing. I didn’t know whose hands were where, just that I was between them. They both wanted me.
One hand cupped my breast, played with the nipple. Another was stroking my pussy, petting it and sliding a finger inside me. I writhed as it slowly fucked me, just like I knew their big dicks would soon. When another finger brushed over my back entrance, I gasped. When it pressed inside, I moaned.
“This is what it will be like,” Mac murmured in my ear. “Hardin in your pussy, me in your ass.”
I clenched down at the words.
“Ah, you like that idea, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I breathed, rolling my hips to take the fingers deeper, to follow the pleasure.
“Get the lube,” Hardin said, pulling me on top of him. My knees settled on either side of him, but he was so big, so broad-chested that my legs were parted widely.
Mac went somewhere but returned with a small plastic bottle in his hand.
“Lube, sweetheart.” He flipped open the lid, drizzled some of the clear liquid onto his fingers. “It’s in my hands this time.”
Hardin lifted me up and lowered me onto him, his dick opening me up. Settling my hands on his chest, I stared down at him. “Ride me, little cowgirl.”
He grinned and I couldn’t help but smile back. He wasn’t in all the way yet, so I lifted up, then pushed down.
A rumble escaped his chest, so I did it again, then again until I was seated all the way on him. “I’m so full,” I admitted.
His hands cupped my breasts, played with the taut nipples as I sat atop him, his dick filling me completely.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Mac commented.
Hardin pulled me down for a kiss, and his hips lifted up. I’d done this the first time in the shop.
“A quick student,” Mac said. His slick fingers pressed to my virgin hole.
“Mac!” I cried. It was so different with Hardin’s dick inside me.
“Ready, baby?” Hardin asked, his gaze roving over my face.