Page 392 of The Winslow Brothers

I chose this.Me.No one else.Ichose it becauseIwanted it, and the thrill of all of that coming to fruition is downright exhilarating.

My hips shift back and forth, almost as if I’m trying to push his finger deeper inside me, and Ty growls out his approval. “That’s a good girl.”

Damn. Why does this feel so good?

Because it’s with him.

With his other hand, he glides his fingers between my thighs, across my clit, and then pushes one inside me there too. “You’re so wet,” he whispers. “So wet and so ready.”

My breaths come out in tiny pants when he pulls both of his fingers out of me and picks up the plug from the mattress. But he doesn’t put it inside me.No.Instead, he steps to my right and holds it toward my mouth.

“Suck,” he says, his voice all raspy yet stern. “Make it wet so I can stick it in your ass.”

Holy moly.

I don’t hesitate to follow his command, sucking the glass plug into my mouth.

“That fucking mouth of yours,” he whispers, and with his free hand, he rubs two fingers over my lips that are now wrapped around the base of the plug. “I think I’m going to need them on my cock soon.”

My body jolts at his words. A moan pushes past my throat, and it is muffled by only the plug that’s in my mouth. And all I can do issuck it harder, letting my tongue slide around the now warm and smooth surface.

It’s like the harder I suck, the more aroused I get.

But then, Ty is telling me it’s time, and he’s gently tugging the plug out of my mouth with a soft pop. I want to protest. I want to tell him to give it back. Or replace it with his cock. But I also want to know what it feels like to have the plug inside me.

His hands move to my ass again, and I moan. And then, the plug is right there, the tip just barely inside me, and slowly,oh-so fucking slowly, he starts to push it inside.

My body stretches around it as the plug slides farther into my ass. It’s a delicious, intense kind of ache and like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I feelfull—and yet, empty at the same time. I want his cock inside me so badly I shake.

I am aching, and I can feel my arousal dripping down my thighs.

Fuck, this is intense. And good. And amazing. And all the fucking things.

“Yeah, you made a good choice, doll,” Ty says and runs both hands over my ass. “Now, it’s time for you to get on your knees.”

It’s as if my body is at his mercy. I don’t even think twice. I am off the bed and kneeling in front of him without a second thought. Each movement only making the plug shift and move inside me in ways that just make me ache more.

Ty is naked, his cock hard and jutting out from his body. He grips himself at the base and feeds his length into my mouth.

Goodness, this might be the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.

I am downright panting, shaking, trembling for more of whatever he has to give, and I don’t hesitate to suck him deep. He is firm and hard yet velvet and silk at the same time.

“Fuck.”He groans when I alternate between sucking him toward the back of my throat and sliding my tongue along the tip and length of him. His hands are in my hair, tenderly gripping the strands as I lose myself to the pleasure and power of making him feel this good.

I am a feather and a rock at once. Both acutely aware and dazed at the same time.

And I feel like I could do this forever. But Ty doesn’t give me that option.

Between one mewling breath and the next, I go from on my knees to back on the bed and my body adjusted on to all fours by Ty’s expert hands.

Ty poises himself behind me, and without pause, his big, hard cock is inside me.

My head falls back, my breath gets all tangled up in my lungs, and the strangest sounds fall from my lips.

This is pleasure personified. It’s the most intense thing I’ve ever experienced.

“Come for me, Rachel,” Ty demands, and his voice is hoarse and raspy, and it sounds like he’s holding himself back. He needs to come—I can hear it—but he’s waiting for me.

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