“Then the health department isn’t doing it right,” Dane said. “Roll over.”
Hands on my waist helped me over, my feet dangling over the edge, my toes barely touching the floor. I was up on my elbows again, this time looking down at the metal surface
More hands pushed up my shirt so my bra-covered breasts were exposed, cupped in big palms.
“Pink this time. A new favorite for me,” Leo said, admiring my pale lace demi-cup bra.
I hissed when I felt a cool drizzle between the cheeks of my bottom. Dane began to play with me...there. I stiffened, but he was right. I did like it. Well, I didn’t hate it. It felt good in a dark, intense way. And that was just his finger.
“Soon, sugar, we’ll take you together. One of us in your pussy, the other in your ass.”
I envisioned that, sandwiched between both of them, the thick feel of their cocks buried deep inside of me. I wouldn’t be able to do anything but give in to the pleasure I knew they’d wring from my body.
Like right now. With Leo’s hands on my breasts, Dane’s finger circling and pressing into my ass, my clit throbbing from two orgasms, I was going to come again. My eyes fell closed as Dane’s finger was replaced with the hard, cool plug.
“Breathe, sugar.”
Leo’s words of encouragement and instruction continued as Dane carefully and slowly worked the jeweled plug into me. God, I must be a sight. Two men. My work kitchen. The metal prep table. My ass bare and bent over it. A plug going in.
I whimpered at the tawdry thought. I’d had sex before, but not like this. I’d had sex. Tab A, Slot B kind of sex. This? This was foreplay at its finest.
And when the plug popped into place with the last of my resistance gone, I groaned. It wasn’t big, it wasn’t deep, but it was intense.
“Gorgeous.” Dane’s single word made me warm with praise.
The clanking of a belt, the slide of a zipper prompted me to what would happen next.
Looking over my shoulder, I watched as Dane sheathed his huge cock in a condom and stepped closer. His eyes met mine. “Ready?”
He knew I was. He wouldn’t have put the plug in if he wasn’t sure I wanted it. But he wanted my consent the whole way, and he was giving me a chance to say no.
As if I’d turn down these two. Yes, what we were doing was so far outside of my norm I should have felt uncomfortable. Instead, I felt empowered. Bold. Wild.
“Yes,” I breathed.
He grinned then and slowly slid into me in one long, slow stroke. The feel of him and the plug made me so full.
He groaned. “Shit, so tight. Perfect.”
Leo leaned down, kissed up my neck, murmured in my ear. “We’re far from done, sugar. I’ve got your taste on my tongue, and I want all that sweetness coating my dick, too. I’m next.”
Dane began to move. I tried to find purchase with my hands on the slick surface, but there was none. Just like my emotions. There was nothing to grab, no footing to step on as these two carried me away.
And I was right there with them.
Twelve
DANE
I leaned a hip against the counter, unable to keep my eyes off Harper as she put on her clothes. We’d stripped them off of her. Fucking her the second time around was better than the first. To say I was getting addicted was an understatement. At this point, I wanted to own her. To keep her for Leo and me, and not just for one night. Or two.
I shifted my dick behind my zipper, thinking about what she’d said earlier. I belong to no one. Sure, I had mad respect for her independence, wanting to do it all for herself. Seeing where she worked only proved she knew what she was doing, that she was successful. While I hadn’t wanted her party to be at the O’Sullivan’s, perhaps, she’d done an amazing job. But that was before.
Before she met us.
Before we protected her.
Before we fucked her.