Page 15 of Seducing Serena

“Come in her then pull out, lover,” Ford whispered in Noah’s ear, “but don’t let her come.”

With that Noah thrust deep twice more. He then pushed even deeper before freezing as he fell over the edge. His ass squeezed tight around Ford’s fingers as he came deep in their woman.

Ford pulled out his fingers, earning a half-hearted growl from his man at the same time Serena cried out a protest at Noah pulling from her pussy and collapsing on the bench beside her. Ford pulled Serena up and turned her around to face him.

“Don’t worry, honey, we will never leave you hanging.”

Lifting her up, Ford slid one arm under her ass to hold her up while his other reached between them to fit the head of his cock into her opening. He lowered her slowly, sighing as her warm, wet cavern welcomed him home. It felt so damn good as he took another step forward.

Serena’s squeal as her back met the cold marble of the shower gave him a sadistic pleasure even as he began to fuck her. “Damn you feel good, subbie. And you’re going to hold off on coming until I say you can, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes, Master,” she panted, though she didn’t sound confident.

Her hands gripped his shoulders and her legs tightened around his hips as she tried to pull herself up and move herself faster on his erection.

Though his balls were already pulling up and his body wanted to come, Ford forced himself to remain slow and steady as he fucked her. He reached between them with his free hand and planted a finger on her clit, knowing the extra pressure would make it harder for her to hold off her orgasm. He was not pushing her to fail, he just wanted to hear her beg for permission.

“Please, Master, please let me come. Please, please, please, please, please,” she said, her eyes going wide and her expression that of a passionate wild woman.

Feeling his own orgasm building, Ford began to fuck her even harder and faster before staring into her eyes and nodding. “Come for me, honey. Soak my cock in your cream.”

Her scream bouncing off the shower walls triggered his own release. He roared as he thrust deep once, twice, and then a third time before everything in him locked tight and he came.

Ford dropped his head to lean on her shoulder as he fought to maintain his footing. Noah was beside him in a few heartbeats, an arm wrapped around his back as he helped them move to the bench. His partner helped pull Serena off his cock and then dealt with his condom, allowing him to simply sit and be with the orgasm that was like nothing he’d ever felt before.

When they were all back in their bodies and breathing normally, Ford looked at his partners and said with a smirk, “So, are we ready for bed now?”

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“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?” Serena asked as she watched Noah stand under the shower and rinse off one last time before stepping out of the large shower stall. She didn’t know how they did it, her legs still felt like cooked noodles and she knew if she tried to stand up and walk she would fall on her face.

“No, we’re not trying to kill you, but death by orgasm might be an interesting way to go. Would the coroner put that on the death certificate? Or would they have to come up with some other reason?” Noah said as he finished drying off before wrapping the towel around his waist.

“Come here, honey, we need to get you cleaned up and into bed,” Ford stepped across the shower and held out a hand to her.

Taking his hand, she staggered forward. She ended up leaning heavily against Ford to remain upright. She didn’t even have the energy to do more than breathe, so he quickly rinsed her off with the handheld sprayer, using it to rinse down between her legs, earning a squeal and a giggle from her.

Once they were both cleaned up, he turned off the water then half-carried her out of the shower and set her down on the bathroom floor so she could lean against the counter. Noah gently dried her off while Ford toweled himself dry and in just a few minutes they were crawling into the bed together.

“They’d probably list the death as a heart attack or something like that,” Serena muttered as she snuggled into Noah’s side with Ford pressing up behind her.

Twin chuckles were the last thing she heard as the black velvet softness of slumber rolled over her and carried her off.

When she woke near dawn, once again too hot and needing to pee, she climbed over Noah since he was the heavier sleeper. Ford opened his eyes, but she pointed toward the bathroom door so he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and returned to sleep.

By the time she finished washing her hands, she was once again wide awake. She also needed some time to herself. She had never spent so much time with other people as she had with Ford and Noah. And while she was falling for them and could see herself with them for years to come, she also revered her alone time.

Sneaking across the room to the dresser, she pulled out clothes for the day as quietly as possible. She then returned to the bathroom to dress and took a moment to brush her hair and make herself presentable.

Using the small pad and pen on the table by the patio, she left a note for the men on the bathroom counter. Then, carrying her sneakers, socks, and computer tablet, she tiptoed across the bedroom to the hall door. It took a moment of slow movement and some praying that the men wouldn’t wake up and catch her, but she managed to unlock the door and slip out without either of them calling to her.

She waited until she was in the lobby to pull on her socks and sneakers. There was no one around, but she saw the door to the café open with light streaming through it, so she decided to see if she could get an early morning snack from there.

“Are you open?” Serena asked the woman arranging a tray of donuts at the counter. A closer look showed her she was filling each one first.

“Good morning! Yes, we’re open twenty-four/seven. What can I get for you?”

Serena looked at the board as her stomach rumbled. “How about a hot chocolate and one of those delicious-looking donuts, please?”

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