Elise’s shoulders slump. “God, I was so close.”
Simon runs his thumb over her bottom lip. “That’s why he stopped, love. We’re just getting started.”
“You don’t want to come before you’re getting double fucked, do you?” I demand. “Because we’re going to start with fingers first but then you’re getting two cocks tonight. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
Her eyes are already glassy but the lust that darkens them at my words nearly undoes me. She nods eagerly.
I go down on my knees so I can be closer to her.
But of course, right then, my hip chooses to be a bitch and a sharp pain rocks through my leg. I mask the wince, but I make the mistake of looking at Elise to see if she’s noticed. She hasn’t. But right behind her, Simon meets my gaze.
He’s definitely noticed. He tilts his head in question. I give a small shake of my head.
As if I’d let a little fucking twinge ruin the fun.
At this point, I don’t even know what it feels like to be pain free.
Before Simon can say anything, I bury two fingers in Elise’s cunt and soak them before easing down and massaging the tight little entrance she wants filled. Once I’m teasing inside with first one finger, then a second, Elise is panting in pleasure.
“Get in there, Aidan. Give this dirty girl what she needs.”
“Simon, you have a better angle,” Aidan says. “I’ll just enjoy the view.”
He makes a good point. Simon can slide a hand down over her breasts and her belly and work her more easily. He is pressing in and out immediately, taking the time to also tease at her clit.
I stretch her even more, getting her ready. She’s falling into the zone, eyes drifting closed, giving over to the sensations of having both her ass and her pussy finger fucked.
Aidan is watching her closely, and he taps my shoulder after just a minute or two. “Stop, Wilder. She’s too close.”
I instantly obey and Elise protests by lightly kicking my arm. “Keep going,” she demands.
She’s flushed and irritated with us, especially when Simon removes his own touch.
I chuckle lightly. “You’re a brat. Did you know that?”
She’s actually pouting as she gives a heated, “I am not!”
Yet even as she says that, she’s trying to force Simon’s fingers back inside her.
Aidan takes her wrist. “No, El. Be a good girl.”
“I suck at being a good girl.”
That makes me grin. “We’ve noticed.”
“Wilder, take this woman to the bedroom,” Aidan tells me.
But Simon shakes his head. “No, Aidan, carry her fireman style. I think Elise needs to be flung over your shoulder right now, so I can smack her hot little ass on the way down the hallway.”
I glance over at him. I know what he’s doing. Sparing me the task of carrying her. It’s not necessary. I could carry Elise through ten feet of snow with one hand behind my back if it means I get to fuck her at the end, but I appreciate his concern.
I’m not going to be a dick and reject his gesture.
“How does that sound?” I ask her.
She moistens her lips. “Great idea.”
“You want that little ass spanked, don’t you?” I give her a little pat.