Page 65 of Double Shot

“Yes,” he said, a little hesitantly. “Alright.”

“You are going to fuck me,” she said, glancing in my direction before fixing her gaze on our partner. “Andyouare going to fuck me in the ass.” Her voice brooked no opposition.

“Poppet,” he said, touching the side of her face.

“I mean it,” she said, and then took him back in her mouth.

“Don’t argue with the lady, mate,” I slapped him on the shoulder.

“You first,” she said, before going back down on him.

“Not like this, Shady, let’s move you to the bed.” She reluctantly let go of him, and I helped her to her feet. “Lay on your back, across the bed, this way.”

“Mate,” Roan said, looking down at her. She looked up at him, and when he was close enough, she grabbed his cock and pulled him close enough to start kissing the bottom of it, and he groaned.

“Enjoy it, she’s not a porcelain doll that you’re going to break,” I said. Then I kneeled on the other side of the bed and spread her legs. There was something that was just sublime about going down on her. It was something that I never did with the escorts, never. I didn’t kiss them, and I didn’t go down on them. It still seemed like a splendid and new thing to do. It was also fun feeling her muscles tense and release as I sucked at her clit and eased a finger into her ass. If she wanted Roan to go there, I had some work to do first.

“Poppet, you don’t have to do this,” Roan said, his voice softer than usual.

“Conan,” she gasped. “I want this, I want you, I wantbothof you.”

“You can let go a little bit,” I said. “If it’s too much she’ll tell you.” He looked a little concerned, his faced screwed into a knot of concern. He was reluctant, but did what she wanted, letting her take his cock. Her head was tilted back, and I could see the choker stretched tight against her throat, and the visual gave me a thrill. I went back down on her, hoping to match the dedication that she was showing him.

She groaned, and there were a few moments where I thought she might tap out, instead she just seemed to get wetter. There was only so much of this that I could stand and it was almost a rush to plunge my cock into her. I half expected something like quenching a glowing sword in water, but it was like sticking that glowing metal into a forge. Her pussy was so hot and wet I almost lost it at that moment.

She wanted it rough, she wanted it hard, and I obliged.

Somewhere along the line, the choker broke.

We made eye contact, Roan and me. A head nod, a gesture, and he knew what my idea was. I took her right tit in hand, giving it a good rolling squeeze, then pulling until I had her by the nipple. He did the same, but with the other one. When she twisted under us, the sensation I felt was nothing short of this side of heavenly.

It must have taken some effort on her part, but Sadie gave us both a push. When she was separated from us, she was panting for breath, and let out this animal like sound, a deep half groan half shriek of pleasure. Laying there, she surveyed the two of us, naked and hard, and this made her smile. There was a cat-like grace to her movements when she rolled on the bed and got onto her knees. I saw her leg quiver for a moment, and was ready to catch her if she fell, Roan had all but mirrored my movement, either way and she would be caught.

She turned her back to Roan, giving him a sultry look over her shoulder. “It’s time for you to fuck me,” she breathed. “I want you to fuck hard enough that all I can do is hold on to him.”

I nodded in agreement. He took her by the hips, and she dropped her back into the perfect arch. Going down on me was easier, and she took to it with enthusiasm, as Roan eased himself into her, slowly at first. That was probably best.

He worked up to what would be a leisurely pace for anyone else but was fairly quick for him. Her moans vibrated from her throat through the base of my cock, and I was living for that.

“Harder, fuck me,” she said, her voice demanding. He looked concerned; his eyes momentarily lost. “Please,” she groaned.

He did as she asked, and sped up, and was a bit more forceful.

Then a bit more. I gestured for him to bring it up.

And he did. Soon she wasn’t able to do anything but hold on to me like I was the ladder on the side of the wave pool. I held the side of her head, present and supportive, and I mimed to him that he should stick his thumb up her ass. There weren’t special forces hand signals for that, so I improvised, but he got the point.

She writhed as he slowed his pounding to give himself a moment of focus to start working her ass over. I gestured to her nightstand, there was a bottle of lube waiting. Shedidhave this planned out, didn’t she? “You want me to go first,” I asked her, as she lay panting against the sheets.

“No, I want you inside me.” Her words rattled, but there was no mistaking her intent.

“As you wish,” I agreed, and she went back down on me now that she wasn’t being battered by Roan’s thrusting.

He picked up the bottle, and it looked like he was just going to upend it and squeeze a glob out onto her ass. I signaled him to stop, threw a few more hand signs, and he did the task properly. I never met a single woman who enjoyed having cold lube squirted onto their ass. Well, there was that one escort, but she had been from Iceland and something about polar bear clubs. She had a thing for ice cubes, but this was so not the time to be thinking about her.

“Relax, slow deep breath,” I said as he worked the lube up over himself. Then he put the head of his cock against her backdoor and gave the smallest fucking push I’d ever seen. “Mate, hold still,” I directed him. “Sadie, think you can push back against him, get him in?”

“Yeah, but slow like,” she said. I eased back, giving her the room and focus to handle the thing she had wanted. I knew how that felt, how tight she could squeeze, and how it would feel once he penetrated and then I prayed that nothing went wrong.

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