He pushed into her mouth and her lips stretched over his engorged shaft. She took as much of him as she could. Her heart stuttered and she breathed in deeply through her nose.
But deep wasn’t what he was after, she quickly realized. He took her mouth deeper still. She moaned and swirled her tongue over the swollen head when he withdrew and relaxed her jaw as he sank back in.
Matteo pulled out to perch the tip on her lips a moment only to drive back in, tapping the back of her throat. Instinct forced her to retreat but Roman pulled her hair tight. Holding her in place.
“Take him. You can do it, sweetness. Take a little more. Swallow. That’s it. You’re deep-throating him beautifully.”
Her body pulsed with need from Roman’s darkly whispered words.
Matteo stroked a thumb over the line of her jaw and she found a simmering of wonderment in his gaze when she lifted her lashes to peek at him.
Their gazes held tight as he swirled his salty-sweet juices over her lips before feeding her his thick shaft again and again.
“That’s it, cariña,” he hissed. “Fuck, that’s sexy. My dick can’t get enough of your hot mouth. Remember to swallow hard when I hit the back of your throat. Take me deeper, cariña. Deeper, I said.” He pushed her ability to take him, forcing tears from her eyes, but the need to please him pushed her to follow his orders.
Roman reached between them and drew his hand back, bringing his fingers to his lips.
She looked on in awe as he sucked her girl-cum clean off his fingers. “She’s dripping all over me, brother.”
No sooner had Matteo drew out of her mouth did Roman tighten his hold on her hair and pull her fuck-swollen lips to his. No words. Just taking and claiming.
He drove his tongue into her mouth and sealed their lips together. Licking, stroking. Not until she felt the thick head of a cock at her back entrance did she break away from their kiss.
She tensed from head to toe in Roman’s arms, fear skating over her body. “Matteo. I’ve never...only you. I mean your fingers.” She peered at him over her shoulder.
He pressed a hand to her back, pushing her into Roman’s arms. “I know, amor. Now breathe and let me take your body with mine.”
He kneeled behind her; his thick cock nestled between her cheeks. She had a feeling he never went gently on anyone. That he was doing so with her made her feel special in some strange way.
She leaned into Roman more, her nipples grazing over his taut pecs. She cherished the way he wrapped his arms around her so protectively. “When he’s fully seated in your ass, I’ll take every inch of my cock and bury it inside your tight, wet pussy.”
Her breaths came shallow, worried this wouldn’t work out. How the hell would she take two men when she’d barely had one and never there?
Matteo lingered a moment running his cock through her dripping juices before bringing his soaked length back to her virgin ass.
Roman chuckled darkly, a dangerous glint in his eyes. “Our little birdie is scared to take cock in her ass.”
“She is about to take two,” Matteo retorted.
Roman drew her attention back to him when she couldn’t find the strength to look away from Matteo stroking his full length.
“I want you to push down a little when he enters you. It will make it all the better, baby.”
She barely had the chance to nod her understanding when Matteo pushed the head past her tight ring. She inhaled, exhaled. Roman cradled her head on his chest and rocked his hips, stroking her without entering. Every movement sent a multitude of sensations through her.
Tap. Tap. Tap. He hit her clit for every inch of cock she took in her ass. Her walls clenched and released.
“Matteo, I can’t. I…” Her pulse raced.
“Yes, you can, amor.” His large hands gripped her ass, kneading the flesh.
Roman pushed her up and wrapped warm lips around her nipple and tugged on the bar.
“Oh, fuck!” she screamed. She couldn’t help it. So many erotic sensations poured through her.
Matteo’s powerful hands gripped her ass harder and held her in place as he drove deeper until his heavy balls slapped against her clit.
“Oh my God,” she panted. A sheer layer of sweat broke out over her body and she couldn’t decide on what to focus on more—the all-consuming pleasure, or the throbbing pain. It was all so good.