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His grip on my jaw tightens a fraction, “Is someone begging?” His tone turns sly, “I thought you didn’t beg, Shark.”

“Only when the gettin’ is good.” Avery is quick to chime in, her hand lazily stroking my shaft, “And trust me, the gettin’ isreallygood. Shark wants your cock, Miles. Best give the good boy what he wants.”

I heave a sigh as he plunges his digits deeper, then deeper still, “What she said.” I murmur.

With one last kiss on my lips, he plants a few to my tanned shoulder then grabs a condom from the nightstand, rolls it on, then positions his front to my back as he lays with me. I feel the head of his cock at my entrance, but he pauses there, not going further.

“Round two. Show me how much you love Avery’s cunt. I want to watch you pleasure her.” Weston declares, his hips rocking in and out, teasing me.

More pre-come beads from my slit and the sensation of Avery’s warm tongue lapping at it sends further shivers down my spine.

“It’s too good. I’m already so close to coming.” I squeeze my eyes closed to find a distraction. Avery pauses her little licks and sucking so I can get back under control.

“Eyes on me, Shark.” His demand is clear. The tone of a hard worn military man who is used to giving orders. “Damn it, Young.” He pulls away from my body and grabs my jaw once more, my eyes jerking open to stare directly into his, “I said, eyes- on- me.”

Unspoken words flashed through his eyes, words only a soldier can understand. Calm settled in.

He finds what he was looking for in my stare then nods.

“Better.” He says then removes his hand from my face.

“Give it to me rough, Weston. I want to feel you for days.” I begin, but he’s quick to voice his opinion.

“I’ll give you what you deserve, not what you want.” That bruting tone of his voice,fucking hell. “Now, I instruct you to do as I said and show me how much you love Avery’s cunt. I will not repeat myself, am I clear?”

Oh, yes. Commanding Miles Weston has to be my favorite.

“Yes, sir.” I’m sure to meet his stare, then I get to work on our woman once more. Time to follow orders.

Weston adds more lube to his cock and makes sure I am ready for him.

The plump head is like pure heaven as he enters me. He knows I can take to being stretched. Weston has a big dick, stretching me near my limit. I love that slight burn as he passes the ring of muscle, then deeper still.

“Awe- so good. Yes. More.” I can’t make complete sentences, my words muffled by Avery’s writhing body beside me as she tends to my dick. I nip and tease her, just like she’s doing to me.

He does, give me more that is, and soon he is buried to the hilt. Then, all bets are off.

I rest my head on Avery’s thigh and began fingering her slick hole. I add one, two, then soon three fingers deep inside, pumping and curling my digits as I lap and suck.

Avery has my length in her mouth, gripping and swallowing damn near all of me. The same time she begins playing with both mine and Weston’s balls. It issofucking eroticto feel them constrained and fondled by our woman’s nimble fingers.

Weston and I groan approvingly, our bodies completely at her mercy.

All while that is taking place, Weston is balls deep in me, continuously rubbing his shaft in just the right spot with every thrust. His mouth, God, that man’s mouth is evil as he nips and sucks my neck, then soothes it with his tongue, lathing over my wounds and pushing me dangerously close to the edge.

“Fuck.” I’m so damn close. I can’t come yet though. Gotta get our girl off one more time before that happens. She’s close too, I can taste it.

“I’m about to- *gasp* “yes-” *gasp* “right there- ah-.” Avery trembles against me and the bed begins to shake with all three of us riding the precipice.

“Come, Avery” Weston commands then growls, “Shark, save her come for me. It’s mine.” His movements are harder, deeper, more along the lines of how I love it and fucking need it. He’s close too.

Avery is getting help from Weston thrusting into me, she is better able to control how deep my cock goes down her throat.

What a fucking sight we must make right now.

We need a mirror on the ceiling.

The thought makes my orgasm slam into me the same time Avery is also sent over the edge. We both cry out.


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