Page 110 of Fighting the Odds

“Sounds good. I’ll go let Sierra know so she can get dressed while you decide on a place. Preferably not pizza.” I stand and step over their stretched out legs, heading to the bedroom.

When I step through the door, her back is to me, but I can see her arms moving so I know she’s typing on her phone.

“Baby,” I call out.

“Yeah?” She looks over her shoulder at me.

“The guys and I are taking you out for lunch. If you can go ahead and get dressed, we can be back in time for Rico and them to get here.” I head over to where my bag sits in the corner and pull out a pair of socks, sitting down on the edge of the bed to slip them on.

“Okay.” She steps over to her dresser and opens and closes a couple of drawers, pulling out various items of clothes. “I’m going to need to clean out a couple of these so you can put your stuff in them, now that you’re my live-in boyfriend.” She winks as she takes off her pajamas, standing before me in nothing but her birthday suit.

“Fuck, baby, you look so tempting, but we don’t have time.” I reach down and grip my cock, wishing I could bend her over and fuck her.

“We can always have a quickie.” She smirks.

Is my baby getting a wild side? I stand slowly and prowl toward her, crowding her. I can see the fire in her eyes as she looks at me. Taking the clothes from her hands, I lay them on top of the dresser and pull her roughly against my body.

“Is my baby horny? Does she want me to fuck her tight little pussy, making her moan and scream so her boyfriends can hear how much she likes it? Does she want them to come and watch me while I fuck her?”

She nods against my chest, but she didn’t say the words. She’s not ready, but she will be soon. Her relationship with them hasn’t progressed to sex yet. But fuck, I can’t wait to watch her come undone underneath one of them.

“Not yet, baby, but soon. Get dressed and when we come home, I’ll give you what you want.”

“Please, Cyrus.” She looks up at me with pouty lips.

Fuck me. My resolve quickly slips away. She’s horny and I’m the only one who can help her, for now. “Okay, baby, but it’s going to be quick. Then, when we’re done, you’re going to get dressed and walk around reeking of sex for your other men to smell. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she moans breathlessly.

“Turn around and bend over,” I demand gruffly. She eagerly complies, and my cock jerks. “Spread your legs.”

My hand slips under my waistband and grips my hard shaft, pulling it out of my jogging pants. With my other hand, I push them down my thighs and step up behind her. My fingers slide through her slit, finding her already wet, and she moans.

I run the head of my cock through her wet folds before lining it up with her hole and thrusting inside, filling her completely in one quick motion. She tries to stifle her cries, but she doesn’t do a very good job.

I pump in and out at a fast pace, her walls clamping down on my cock with each thrust. She’s fucking perfect—her body, her soul. My girl doesn’t have a single flaw.

My balls tighten and I know I’m close. I said this would be quick, but I don’t want to stop. If my dick could take up permanent residence in her pussy, it would.

“Oh god, Cyrus,” she whimpers as she rocks her hips back into me.

I take hold of her hips and thrust into her at the same time I pull her back to me.

“Where’s the bath—”

Shit, I didn’t shut the door. I look over my shoulder to see Braxton standing there, eyes wide, mouth open as I’m fucking Sierra. It’s decision time. I can feel Sierra tensing underneath me, and that’s just not going to work for me.

I give him a wink and continue pounding into my girl, letting my hand slip around her waist and rub on her clit. She cries out, and my speed increases. Her cries are like music to my ears, knowing I’m the reason for them.

“This is natural in relationships, and with it being poly, we’re bound to walk in on each other.” I’m talking to Sierra, but as I glance back, Braxton’s still frozen in his spot, and judging by the tent in his pants, he’s turned on.

“Fuck, I’m going to come!” she cries, as her pussy clamps down on my cock. Her thighs clench together, squeezing my hand and I keep rubbing tiny circles on her clit.

My balls become heavy as my own orgasm hits. I quickly pull out and shoot cum on her back. I keep stroking my cock until it’s empty. When I glance back over my shoulder, he’s gone.

Sierra’s breathing heavily underneath me. Pulling my shirt over my head, I quickly clean her back with it and pick up her panties. “Now put these on and get dressed.” I kiss her softly on the lips.

“I’m so embarrassed, Cyrus. He heard. He saw.” Her lips are trembling as she dresses, and I know she’s about to break down.

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