ChapterNineteen
“You just let us worry about that,” Sawyer said as he steadied and supported her while she maneuvered herself into position.
Beth groaned and buried her flaming face in Jed’s beautifully muscled chest. How had she spoken out loud again when she had just given herself a mental telling off for it? They really were messing with her brain!
Of course, the position she had assumed meant she was giving Sawyer a bird’s eye view of her ass and he took advantage of that by sinking his teeth into one of her buttocks.
Beth squeaked in surprise and popped back up again.
“Right, now you’re back with us, seat yourself on Jed. And don’t worry about anything. We’ll guide you every step of the way. The only thing you need to think about is enjoying yourself.”
He wound the long length of her hair around his fist and tilted her head to the side as he said it close to her ear, but all the while Beth’s eyes were glued to Jed’s blue gaze.
She shivered, prickly heat flowing in a wave from her neck, where she could feel Sawyer’s hot breath, right down her spine and into her legs where Jed gripped the back of her thighs.
When she finally managed to disentangle herself from his stare and look down, she saw his hard length was already sheathed and he was holding it at the root, poised and ready.
She was ready too; the slippery slickness between her legs waiting to glide him inside. She raised herself up onto her knees and while her first instinct was to lean forward and steady herself with a hand on his chest, Sawyer’s arm banded around her, underneath her breasts so she wasn’t able to. Then Mitch took one of her hands and Jed grasped her hip to guide her, and Beth settled herself over him while Sawyer controlled the pace she sank onto Jed’s cock and all of them watched as it disappeared inside her, inch by slow inch until she was filled.
Beth threw her head back and closed her eyes, leaning into Sawyer's solid shoulder as she absorbed the sensation.
“Jeez,” Jed muttered, closing his own eyes, and gripping her hips tightly, forcing her to be still. “You’re so damn tight.”
“It’s been a while,” she replied, breathlessly, pinning him with her gaze. God he was handsome. And all hers, right now!
She felt a light pressure in the middle of her shoulder blades as Sawyer encouraged her to lean forward, and Beth did so enthusiastically, eager to taste the tempting lips of the man who filled her so beautifully.
To one side, she was vaguely aware that Mitch had moved to the cabinet where Sawyer had laid everything out earlier. He passed stuff to Sawyer, so he didn’t need to move from his position behind her.
Condom.
Lube.
A shiver of apprehension trembled through her, as Sawyer lined up the blunt end of his cock with her forbidden hole, but Jed didn’t allow her to dwell on it, grasping behind her neck and pulling her into a deep, sensual kiss.
God, he tasted just as good as she imagined. Better!
His tongue plunged into her mouth, dancing with her own, stealing her breath. Who needed air to breathe anyway?
Still, she stiffened, noticeably, as Sawyer began the inexorable push into her back passage, forcing the tight muscle to give way under his relentless intrusion.
She felt fingers stroking down her back, threading through her hair, massaging her neck, her scalp, gentling her. Mitch. His care worked its magic and relaxed her; melted her.
The inevitable stretch and burn started to ease, but an incredible fullness took its place as both men hilted inside her.
Beth tore her mouth from Jed’s, desperate for air but the movement jolted her against them and just intensified the stuffed full feeling.
Mitch stepped forward and kneeled on the bed, wrapping his hands in her long locks, and maneuvering her so she was eye to eye with his own engorged member.
Oh God! Could she do this?
He was generously endowed, and she did need air! For a moment it was all too much, and panic started to build inside her.
Until a sharp swat to her backside jolted her out of it.
“It’s okay.” Mitch raised her head to meet his eyes. Caring, steady eyes that calmed her. “We’ll take care of you.”
He passed her a bright red ball that looked stark against the pristine white of the walls and the sheets. “If you’re not able to speak your safe word, then drop the ball. One of us will have our eyes on you at all times. We will always be aware; you can trust us on that.”