Page 7 of A Sinful Gift

“Fucking hell,” Mason groaned at the first touch of her lips around the crown of his cock. When she took him deeper, his eyes rolled back in his head. Blake laughed softly, then slid two fingers into Hazel. She moaned around Mason’s cock and tilted her hips, begging Blake to penetrate her deeper.

Mason lightly fisted a hand in her hair but didn’t push her head toward him. He simply held on to her while she chose her own pace to torture him. Blake knew she was good at that, torturing a man with pleasure. Hell,hewas tortured right now because he wanted to be inside her. But he had a rule with Hazel. His good girl always came first.

Mason threw his head back, the muscles in his neck straining as he fought off the need to come.

“Make her come, Blake,” Mason demanded harshly. “I want her to scream around me.”

Blake slid three fingers into her wetness and then curled his fingers to stroke the spot deep within that made her flinch and whimper. He continued thrusting and stroking, using his thumb from his other hand to rub circles over her clit.

“Come for us, baby,” Blake breathed. “Let Mason feel you scream with pleasure.”

She only made it two more strokes before she came. Her cry was muffled as she tried to take Mason deeper.

“Easy, sweetheart, I’m too big for that,” he warned and pulled back, but Hazel tried to stop him by hooking her fingers in his jeans pocket and tugging him closer.

“I’m not gonna last,” Mason warned Blake. “She’s too fucking good at this.”

“Take my spot.” Blake nodded at where he stood between Hazel’s parted thighs.

“You sure?” Mason moved away from Hazel, and she fell back onto the bed, gasping from her orgasm.

“Yeah, I am.” Blake moved out of the way and crawled across the bed to lie beside Hazel. He cupped her face, turning her so she would meet his gaze.

“Mason’s going to fuck you, baby, and I want to watch him do it.”

A moment’s uncertainty passed across Hazel’s face.

“You don’t want to?—”

He understood what she feared, that he didn’t want her enough to take her.

“Oh I do, baby.I do. But just like Mason gave you to me tonight as a gift, I want to give himthisas a gift. I want to see him sink into you and feel your tight little body around him as he comes.” Blake stroked his thumb over her bottom lip, and she licked his thumb, drawing it between her lips to suck on it. His cock strained against his pants, and he barely contained a moan. This woman knew his every weakness. He shot her a wolfish grin. “And then... it will bemyturn.”

Her eyes dilated with excitement, the hazel irises nearly swallowed by the black pupils. She wanted this, wanted him and Mason both. He could see it in her face as she glanced at Mason, now stroking her thighs with surprising gentleness.

“O—kay.” She wriggled as Mason grasped his shaft and rubbed himself through her slick folds, coating his cock with her arousal.

“You ready for me, sweetheart?” Mason asked.

She nodded and fisted her hands in the bedding, bracing herself. Blake also nodded at Mason, and Mason slowly pushed into her body. Blake watched her take his friend’s cock deep. She whimpered as Mason worked to fit into her.

“How long has it been for you, baby?” Blake stroked her cheek, concerned by her tightness.

“Two years,” she confessed.

“Fuck,” Mason groaned, and sank in another inch.

“Be careful with our girl, Mason,” Blake cautioned, but he knew Mason would be. Mason withdrew a little, grasped Hazel’s ass, and lifted her before thrusting in a little harder, sinking deeper until he was fully inside her.

“She feels like a fucking dream.” Mason grunted as he withdrew and pumped in again. “Hazel, sweetheart, tell me I can goharder...faster,” Mason groaned.

“Yes,” she begged. “Please...”

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Hazel didn’t like to beg, but she needed Mason to go harder and faster. He lifted her legs up a little more and tightly curled strong hands around her thighs. A second later, he thrust into her so deeply, she saw stars. Once he began, he didn’t let up, and she didn’t want him to. He pounded into her, the smacking of their bodies heightening her excitement as the aftershocks of her previous climax began to intensify toward a new one. She rolled her head toward Blake, who still lay there on the bed beside her, his blue eyes fiery as he watched her face.

“Blake,” she pleaded. “Please, I want...”

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