She reached forward, clasping his solid cock in her hand. It dribbled with drops of dew on her fingertips. She sighed as Cole pressed his shaft between her legs.
“What do you want, Abby?” He nipped at her ear.
“I want you both right now,” she whispered. “Please don’t make me wait any more. I can’t take it if you tell me no.”
He growled. “I want to fuck your ass, baby. You know that, right?”
She nodded. “I want you inside me at the same time as Deacon. I have to know what it feels like.”
Deacon ran his fingers between her legs, massaging her folds. Her pried her slit wide, sliding a finger inside her. She whimpered. She loved how he made her juices flow for him. She rocked into his hand.
“He’s not gentle. One taste of your ass and he’s going to lose his mind,” he warned. “Let’s wait.”
The excitement and fear coursed through her. How could Cole be the wild one? She didn’t know if it was possible. But she trusted Deacon.
Cole’s palm coasted along her spine, pushing the hair from her neck. His lips trailed kisses across her shoulders. “I’ll fuck you deep, baby.”
“Oh God,” she moaned. She pushed into Deacon’s fingers.
“Are you ready for that?”
She didn’t want to think, only to act. But the fear was stronger than her sense of sexual adventure.
She shook her head. “I’m scare, Cole.”
“It’s ok,” he groaned. She knew he was restraining himself. “We have all the time in the world. We will share this bed every night.”
Deacon rolled on his back pulling her on top of him. “Let’s give Cole a little of what he wants.” He winked.
She grinned at him, sliding back on her hands and knees until her mouth was over Deacon’s beautiful shaft. She took a long slow lick, inhaling it. She loved how he tasted.
He folded his hands behind his head and watched her mouth take him in steady pumps.
“Fuck, yeah. So hot, baby.” Cole positioned himself behind her, slapping her on the ass.
Within seconds his face was buried between her legs. He went wild, sliding his tongue between her slit and diving it in her pussy. He maneuvered it higher, pumping a finger inside her, driving her to the brink as his tongue played with the ridge of muscles around her forbidden zone.
Every time they penetrated there, she knew she wasn’t ready. She loved it more each time. It was getting easier, but this morning wasn’t the day she’d take all of Cole’s cock. He had more work to do to get her ready.
He licked at her entrance, playing with her hole, before he broke away.
Abby rode up and down Deacon’s cock with her tongue circling his long shaft. He thrust inside her. She loved this angle. She could control how deep it was. She looked into his eyes, locking into his lust. His abs rippled with cuts of muscle.
She almost jerked off his cock when she felt Cole behind her again. He opened the lube and lathered it on her hole.
“Ready for level three?” he asked.
She stared at Deacon, giving him her answer.
“Oh this is going to be sweet.” He looked over her shoulder at his friend.
She wiggled back, feeling the lube coat her backside. She had managed to handle levels one and two. She was ready to graduate. She wanted them to know how dedicated she was to her studies.
“Spread that little ass far, baby,” Cole commanded. His demeanor in bed was so different than the rest of his personality. Every time he switched to his authoritative self it turned her on.
She did as he asked, feeling her ass expand. He rubbed more lube between her legs and then pushed something so wide and thick inside her, she squealed. She reeled up off Deacon’s cock.
He reached up to steady her.