Ryder started to draw lazy circles across her ass, making goose bumps line up across her skin and giving her body a false sense of security. Feeling the twinges in her pussy that she loved so much, she raised her bottom higher in the air. “Compromise,” Amber breathed out, “let’s compromise.”
“Hmmmm, I don’t think you’re in any position to compromise, sugar.”
Amber lifted her head to eye level with Cannon’s cock. Seeing the pearl of liquid start to gather at the end like a teardrop wanting to fall, she offered, “Ten swats if I suck Cannon while you do it.”
Both men moaned at her suggestion, making her smile. And they thought they had all the control. Amber giggled, reaching out for Cannon’s hardened organ. Wrapping her fingers around the velvety skin, she tugged him forward until her tongue reached out, catching the droplet of cum before it could fall. Taking a moment to savor his salty taste, Amber used her other hand to reach for his balls.
“Oh, man, that feels good. That’s right, darlin’, massage them harder. You know how I like it.”
Amber did, and continued to knead his sac while taking her tongue and licking up from his base to his tip, creating another leakage of liquid. She sealed her lips around his purple head, and took one long suck to the base. Cannon’s moan mingled with the smack sound of her ass, the sting making her lips tighten around Cannon.
“Ten it is, sugar.”
Ryder reigned down slaps on her ass in a perfect tempo, not too hard and not too soft. Perfect to arouse her body and let her concentrate on Cannon without hurting him with her teeth. Finally, when Cannon was right about to shoot his load, Ryder finished and let his fingers trail down to her folds, where he smoothed her juices all around, not pushing his fingers past her pussy. Amber lifted her hips in encouragement, but Ryder, always the tease, just kept rubbing on the outside.
“I think our woman needs a little double loving. What do you say, Cannon?”
“I agree, although this time, I get her gorgeous ass.”
Amber whimpered her agreement and scrambled on top of Ryder, using one hand to anchor her body and the other to lead the tip of his cock to her entrance.
“Wait. Grab a condom,” Ryder grated out through his clenched teeth.
“No. I want to feel you,” Amber protested, sinking down on him until his head pushed through her slit, giving Amber a taste of the fullness she loved. Looking into Ryder’s eyes, she assured him, “It’s okay. I’m ready for whatever comes our way. I’m ready for our family.”
She saw Ryder look behind her to where Cannon was and knew she had surprised him with her declaration. Ryder didn’t say anything, and reached up with both hands to cup her face and bring her down to meet his lips. The movement caused her to seat herself more fully on his cock, making them both break apart in gasps. His hands drifted down to her hips, holding her still while he thrust a couple of times before Cannon interrupted, instructing them to stop while he prepared her.
Amber would never get used to that feeling of them breaching her hole. That first penetration always stole her breath away and her body tightened of its own accord. By the time Ryder had coached her through the burn, Cannon had three fingers pumping in and out, causing her lower body to meet his thrusts.
“Amber, darlin’, you ready?”
“Yesssss,” she hissed, hating the loss of his fingers. She felt Ryder chuckle beneath her and lifted her head, kissing him to shut him up.
Cannon slowly violated her loosened hole, letting her feel every inch of his length as he pushed forward until his balls lay on her slippery folds, the slight contact with her clit jarring her up on Ryder’s cock. When Ryder pulled her hips down, Cannon slipped out. Back and forth, they controlled her movements so she would feel the slow build that Ryder always liked to push her toward, but Amber couldn’t take it anymore. She bucked between them, causing both to enter her at the same time, creating a wealth of fullness that set off her first spasm.
“Damn, darlin’, I’ve never felt anything so tight,” Cannon gritted between his teeth, trying to hang on to his last bit of control.
“More, I need more,” Amber screamed, afraid she was going to loose their momentum, and reached between herself and Ryder to stroke her bud.
Both men continued to pump into her at the same time, sending her higher and higher until she soared. Amber loved when her vision tunneled and all she saw was whichever man was beneath her, looking up at her with desire. Everything fell away. This is what she would have missed out on if the world hadn’t thrown her a sign. Two men who loved her, who would keep her safe, and help her create a family of her own.
She would forever, every day, try her best to make up for the years she had held back from life, and never take for granted the love these men had gifted her with. She sank down in Ryder’s arms, feeling Cannon fall down next to them, both men wrapping her in a cocoon of warmth, knowing there was no place on earth she would rather be.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I currently live in the Midwest with my wonderful son and too many animals to count. I have a very supportive family, which came in handy when I decided to switch my financial career of seventeen years to writing. As most authors, I have been an avid reader all my life and dabbled in writing since my early teens. We all have those times when reality becomes too much and we need something to lighten our hearts. The passing of my husband happened way before it should have and I live to write the happy ending I didn’t get to have. Here’s to lightening our hearts!
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