She leaned back as her fingers sank inside her pussy. Her hips rocked back and forth as Wyatt fell to his knees. He snapped the thong again, thrashing her with pain that felt incredible. His tongue darted in and out as she gripped her fingers.
And then she felt it. A slice of pain. She winced. She stiffened. He was in her ass, but it was more than a finger, or his thumb like he used last night.
“Easy, baby. This is more than you’ve ever had before. And I’m not even done. Relax.”
Her ass was being stretched and pulled. She forgot to move her fingers.
“You can do this, Kayla. Relax, baby. Let me go deep. Let me in.”
She shook her head. Her body had tightened up. It was more than she expected. More than she had ever thought it would feel like.
He kissed her back softly. His lips moved to her shoulder blade and along her spine. His tenderness made her let go of a pent-up breath.
“Imagine my cock inside you. Imagine me fucking this tight beautiful ass of yours for the first time.” He kissed her with gentle pressure. “Our bodies sliding together. Me spreading you wide with Jason under you, fucking your pussy.”
“Oh God.” She imagined the shimmer of Jason’s green eyes under her and it was like magic. She let go of all the tension. She released the stiffness in her shoulders. Her backside relaxed and his fingers slid in.
“Good girl.” He began to work his fingers in and out.
She worked her pussy harder than ever. She panted out as the pressure built. Between Wyatt’s fingers and her own she didn’t know how she would handle the explosion.
“There’s more baby.”
“No.” She shook her head. “Oh, Wyatt.”
He pushed a third finger in her ass and she bucked. It was a beautiful pain that fueled her to climb the roller coaster. She wanted to make it to the top. She wanted to come this way. She screamed as he pushed deep inside her.
“I want you so badly, Kayla. Fuck. Watching you like this…”
“I want you too,” she whimpered.
She needed to fall to her knees. She needed him to hold her up, but the orgasm came out of nowhere. It spiraled through her, firing nerves in a delicate zone as he wriggled and stretched her ass. The vibrations lasted forever, until she finally fell backward in his arms.
She tried to catch her breath while he held her.
“Did I handle it?” Her eyes fluttered open to look at him.
He kissed her temple. “You did great, baby.”
“Will you? Can we? The three of us?”
He nodded. “Anything you want. Anything at all.”
She smiled. Tonight she would have the men of her dreams all to herself.
24
Kayla
Wyatt insisted on cooking dinner for their first night at the vineyard. Kayla and Jason set the table while he worked in the kitchen.
It was hard to act like everything was normal, when she knew tonight they would all be in bed together. It was nearly impossible not to drop the expensive china or crystal.
Wyatt had a game on the kitchen TV. He chopped vegetables and drank a beer, looking up now and then to catch a touchdown or watch a replay. He was an unreal combination of masculinity and sex appeal. He was a brilliant business man. And he was a secret gourmet chef.
Jason handed her a champagne glass. “Here, love.”
“Are we celebrating?” she asked.
“I’d say tonight is all about celebrating.” He winked.
Jason was devilishly sexy. He had an easiness about him that was fun. He was the artistic one, commenting on books he had read or movies he wanted to see at independent theaters. He seemed to be the one who ran the vineyard. He knew everything about the wines and the types of grapes they grew on the land. A man of complete culture and light-heartedness. She looked in his eyes, taking a linen napkin.
“Everything all right?”
She nodded. “It couldn’t be better.”
“Good. I think dinner is almost ready. I’ll go check on our moody chef,” he joked.
Kayla giggled. She loved how they cracked on each other. She knew it was endearing. They had been a team a long time. It made it that much more special that she was now included.
He disappeared in the kitchen.
They returned with platters of food.
“Wow. This looks amazing, Wyatt.”
He grinned. “I wanted our girlfriend to have something special to remember her first night.”
The way he said it didn’t make her feel anything but completely adored. They made her feel more beautiful than a cover model.
“Thank you. It smells delicious.” She realized he had gone through a lot of trouble to sauté the vegetables and sear the steaks perfectly.
Jason pulled the chair out for her at the head of the table.
She took her seat, feeling like a queen reigning over her men. And that’s what they were. They were her men. Only hers.
Wyatt served each of them a glass of champagne.
“To unchartered territory.” He grinned.
“To new beginnings,” Jason added.
“And to us.” Kayla beamed.
The bubbles were fizzy going down. She giggled. She was happy. The night held nothing but promise.
* * *
She couldn’t stop laughing. Once Wyatt and Jason had a glass of champagne they were hysterical together. Jason told her stories from college.
“Stop, stop,” she cried. “I can’t laugh anymore. My abs are going to hate me tomorrow.” She gripped her side.
The thought of Wyatt waking up in the bushes outside the library his freshmen year was too much.
He even seemed amused with the story. “You know I have way more on him, don’t you?”
She pulled the champagne glass to her lips. “I’m sure you do.”
Dinner was delicious. She watched as Jason took the plates to the kitchen. Wyatt reached for her hand. There was a warmth and tenderness emanating from him.
“What you told us today, about your child, Kayla.” He bit his lip. “I didn’t know. I didn’t know anything about that when I made the deal. I was only trying to recover the losses for Miller-Wentmore. I would never hurt you.”
She clasped his hand. “I know that. And I probably should have been honest from the beginning about why I agreed. But I didn’t know if I could trust you. I didn’t know if you did business with a man like my uncle what kind of men that made you and Jason.”
“We’re not like that,” he replied sternly.
“I know you’re not.” Her eyes softened. “I wouldn’t be here if you were.”
He raked a finger over the lines of her wrist. “We are so damn lucky.”
“You think so?”
He nodded. “To have you in our lives. To have you work side-by-side with us.” He leaned in closer. “For you to offer yourself to me the way you have tonight. Kayla, there aren’t words for that. I promise I will cherish it. It means something to me.”
She held her breath. She was lost in his eyes. Lost in his words.
He held her fingers to his lips. “I should probably go get dessert.”
“There’s dessert?” she eked. She was ready to climb the grand staircase to her bedroom. The entire was like one long course of seduction. Yet, she was still hungry. Hungry for them.
“How does crème brulee sound?”
It was hard to turn away from his gaze.
“Delicious.”
He rose from the table. “Just remember. Tonight is all about you. You will get everything you want. I promise.”
He left the dining room and she the room suddenly felt empty and bigger. There was heat between her legs. She wanted to reach under the table and ease the ache. But Wyatt was right. Tonight was hers. And if she could wait a little longer, she would have everything she ever wanted.
25
Kayla
Kayla looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing the sheer lacy lingerie gift from Wyatt and
Jason.
She spun around, her ass was completely bare. The ties crossed over her lower back and laced at the tops of her thighs.
This was it. The moment everything would change.
She walked into the bedroom.
“Damn,” Jason growled.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Wyatt echoed.
“Come here.”
There was no going back. No second thoughts. She walked toward the bed.
They pulled her to the sheets before her legs had reached the edge of the mattress. She couldn’t catch her breath. Their hands were everywhere. Their lips.
“Oh my God,” she purred.
Jason caught her mouth with a deep kiss as Wyatt lowered himself between her legs. He flicked her clit with authority.
“Open up, baby. I want a taste of your pussy before Jason gets it.”
Her legs fell to the side. She would do anything he wanted. Anything either wanted. The way they worshipped and teased her, played a symphony from one end of her body to the other. Strumming and stroking until she sang their names.
“Take my cock.” Jason pushed his wide shaft to her lips. She opened willingly. She loved how he tasted.
Wyatt’s tongue flashed wildly while Jason pumped inside her.
She clutched at the sheet for something to hold on to, but there was nothing to grasp that would keep her from losing all gravity.
Wyatt pulled back sharply. “You aren’t coming until we say so.” He smacked her bottom abruptly.
Jason withdrew his cock and she whimpered.
Their eyes bore into hers.
Jason nodded at Wyatt. He rolled her onto her stomach, so she was straddling him.
“Oh, yes.” She threw her head back. Her core was aching to be touched. She had wanted Jason inside her badly.
“Please fuck me,” she begged.
He shook his head. “It doesn’t work like that.”
Wyatt stood behind her, cupping her bottom. His palms made circles, pressing deeper into her flesh.
“Why not? I know I can handle you. You’re huge, but I can.”
He grinned. “That pussy will be mine. But until he fucks your ass you can’t handle it. We want you to love this. Beg for it. And there’s no way that will happen if I fuck you first. One at a time to start. Ok?”
She nodded.
“Do you trust us, Kayla?” Wyatt’s kissed the backside of her thigh.
“I do.”
Jason’s piercing gaze said everything. “Then trust we know how to make you come.”
“Please,” she looked over her shoulder at Wyatt. “Take it. Make my dream come true.”
He groaned. He slid his fingers against her hole. She clenched.
“You’re sure?”
She nodded. “I want you both inside me now.” If they didn’t take her she thought the pain could cripple her. The ache was deepening and widening into an abyss of torture.
Wyatt stood back, and for a second she thought he was going to change the agreement. He was withdrawing the offer to fulfill her fantasy, but he walked to the bedside table. He pulled out a bottle from the top drawer and walked to the bed.
She watched in amazement as he poured the liquid in his hand and slid it over his enormous erection. She had no idea how he would ever fit in her body, but she’d do everything she had to to accommodate him. She wanted him to fuck her.
He took the edge of the bottle and ran it up her crack, dribbling the oil over her ass. He pushed a finger inside her, lubing the inside of her entrance.
“Do you want us, Kayla?”
She nodded, looking into the depths of Jason’s green eyes. He held her gaze.
“Look at me, love,” Jason demanded. His hand slid between her folds. He found her clit and massaged until the nub was as hard as her nipples.
“So ready,” he whispered.
Her hips moved under his direction. With every flick of his finger, she lifted her ass higher in the air for Wyatt to take.
“I’m going to fuck your pussy into oblivion, tonight,” he promised.
“And I’ll fuck your ass, baby. You’ll want more. You’ll want us take you to this place every night. Where you’re fucked wholly and completely. Like you deserve.”
She shivered and felt her juices run to her thigh. She’d never been so turned on in her life. Her body had never craved anything so viciously. She would melt from the inside out if they didn’t release her from the pent-up anticipation of everything they had talked about. Of waiting for the three of them to share tonight.
“Remember what I told you today, baby. You have to relax. You have to let me in,” Wyatt’s voice was strong behind her.
Jason teased her to the point of madness.
“Please take me there. Please,” she begged. “I’m so ready for you both.”
“You are.” Jason smiled. He looked past her and nodded to Wyatt. In that moment, she knew the three of them had entered into a deal they would never back out of it.
This was their moment. Hers with the two men she had chosen to share her body with. Her men who would take a part of her ripe and virgin. Innocent and naïve. A part of her she wanted them to have.
Her body seized with searing pain as Wyatt eased himself inside her. He didn’t stop. He didn’t let her adjust. With one slow thrust he breached the sacred barrier. He pushed past the ridge of muscles, pumping his full cock inside her.
“Fuck, nothing has ever felt this good.” He pulled her hips back to meet his.
“Wyatt,” she cried.
Jason reached up to her chin. “Relax into it. Open up. Spread your ass for him. Wider. Much wider,” he urged.
She’d never been filled so fully in her life. It was as if her brain turned off and her nerve endings took over. There was pain. There was burning.”
She hissed as Wyatt’s fingers dug into her hips. She didn’t know if she could keep going, but with his next thrust he sliced into her, turning the foreign feeling into cataclysmic waves of soothing heat. She reveled in the friction.
“Oh yes,” she moaned, dipping her hips up and down, playing with the angles Wyatt could reach. Each stroke was beautiful and full.
Jason palmed her tits, massaging his hands over the tight buds. “Love, you’re a fucking rock star. Open your pussy for me.”
“Oh yes. Please yes.” She wanted more. If it was this delicious from behind, she couldn’t imagine how it would feel with pleasure under her too.
She wiggled enough and as Wyatt withdrew, Jason slammed into her. She realized he had been patiently waiting his turn and he was at his limit.
“Oh fuck, she’s tight,” he howled. “Fucking glory.”
Kayla was lost in the ecstasy. She was spiraling through blinding light. Every direction she moved was filled with an experience she’d never had. His cock filled her in a way that was like home—familiar and right. He pushed inside her, hilting himself against her walls.
She threw her head back, reveling in the rhythm of the three of them.
She knew to trust them. She knew they would take her higher and higher. They knew exactly what they were doing. Wyatt plunged deep in her ass, as Jason shifted her off his pulsing cock. Wyatt would in turn press her hips onto Jason’s cock as his dick slowly withdrew. Her back arched. It was beautiful. The cadence of their movements grew closer together. Each man was picking up his pace. The tempo built as their frenzy for each other escalated. She realized what was happening. What she wanted. What they wanted. They were going to fuck her at the same moment. Bury themselves inside her together.
“Oh, Oh,” she mewed. Her body wildly waved between them like a seesaw. She bounced her tits on Jason’s face as he pushed her toward Wyatt then shoved her on his own cock.
She clung to Jason’s shoulders. It was all happening so fast.
“Oh God,” she moaned.
“That’s it, love. Fuck us. Fuck us hard.”
She clawed and gripped when the climax came for all three of them. She felt stretche
d and pulled. So whole she thought she would burst into embers. There was fire in her core. Lava-like rawness in her ass. Her blood was on fire and she was pulsing and moving, trying to find a release.
“Wyatt! Jason!” she screamed their names as the orgasms split through them all.
She bucked wildly, feeling the apex of her climax spin her off the planet.
Wyatt sheathed himself full in her ass before he emptied himself inside her. She closed her eyes, reveling in what he gave her. Then they popped open when she looked down and saw Jason’s orgasm wrack him. He pumped. One. Two. Three. And his release was hilted deep in her pussy.
Wyatt held her hips as he rolled her on the bed next to Jason.
Wyatt kissed her neck.
“Say something, baby. Are you ok?” He was still firmly inside her. It was overwhelming how much of her he had taken.
“I’m ok,” she whispered.
“You sure?” Jason asked.
She nodded. “Will it always be as good as this?” she asked.
Jason laughed. “Always.”
“Maybe better,” Wyatt added. “Your ass is so tight, baby. It will feel better in a few days. We can do this again. Are you sure we didn’t hurt you?”
She suddenly realized how sore it was. Wyatt’s cock started to slide from her and she felt the twinges of pain. She couldn’t pretend it didn’t hurt. It hurt like hell. But it hurt so good. An erotic pain. Something daring and exotic. She had done something incredible with her body. She had pushed herself to feel good. To find pleasure in the forbidden. And it was worth every prickle of pain she had.
“I’ve never felt this amazing in my life. I swear to you.”
“That’s what we want to hear, love.” Jason rested a hand on her hip.
She rolled on her side to face Wyatt. “But if we do it more, does that mean you won’t like it as much?”
His laugh filled the room. “You really are like a virgin. No, I’ll love it just as much as the first time. And Jason wants some too, don’t forget.”
She rolled back over. “You do? I’m confused. I thought you had assigned parts or something.”
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