Page 111 of Wayward
“Yes!” she cries.
“You look so sexy like this, Little Bird. All laid out and open for us. Taking what we give you.” Zane’s on the other side of me. His hand traces the curve of her waist, his thumb circling her navel. “You’re doing so well, Haley.”
Her head thrashes slightly, her breaths coming in quick pants. “More,” she begs, her voice a husky whisper. Easton and Calvin move away slightly, their hands still roaming her body, but their eyes are on me, waiting.
I slide another finger into her, scissoring them gently to stretch her. Her little mews fill the room. Her body writhes beneath us. Dante moves closer, still stroking himself, his eyes locked on where my fingers disappear into her.
“Please,” Haley begs again, her voice desperate. “I need more.”
Zane looks at me, a question in his eyes. I nod, and he moves to the closet, returning with the larger plug Dante showed us earlier.
“I’m ready now,” Haley says, though there’s trepidation in her voice.
Calvin and Easton are quick to distract her, their mouths and hands lavishing her with attention. I slow my pace, allowing her to focus on the impending sensation.
Zane hands me the larger plug, his eyes never leaving Haley’s writhing form. I remove the other one. We’ve taken our time playing, but I’m wondering if it will be enough. I ease out the first one and replace it with the new one. She gasps as I do.
“Easy, Sugar,” I murmur, my voice steady and reassuring. “We’ve got you.”
I increase the pressure, the plug slowly entering her. Her body stretches. Every second I push it in, I’m searching to make sure she’s okay. Zane works her clit as I take my time.
Dante moves closer, his eyes locked on hers, even though she can’t see him. “You still with us, Sassy?” he asks, his voice surprisingly tender.
She nods, a small smile playing on her lips. “I’m good.”
“All right, then. Time to up the game,” Easton says. He nods at me to move beside her and then uses the hand gestures we practiced back on the island to ask if I’d rather use one of the new pieces.
I answer him by changing positions with him, running my hand along Haley’s side.
“Sam?” she asks.
“You ready?”
“So ready.”
“Straddle me.”
In a smooth motion, she untangles her arm from Calvin. Her hands trace over my chest and arms. And damn, just her rubbing my biceps has my dick twitching. She hovers over me. One knee on either side of my hips.
I take my dick in my hand and rub it at her entrance. She lowers herself onto me, a slow, delicious descent that has us both groaning. Her body envelops me, tight and hot, and I can feel the plug adding extra pressure, intensifying the sensation. My hands grip her hips, guiding her as she begins to move, rolling her body against mine in a rhythm that’s purely her own.
This woman is more than I could ever have hoped for. “Damn, Haley. Fuck, I love you so much.”
“I . . . yeah, me too.” Her head flops to her shoulder. “I love you, Sam.” Her hands fling around, and she smacks Calvin’s chest. “I love you, too, Calvin.” She bites her lip. And pats at the air like a sexy version of Marco Polo. There’s the cutest little grunt of frustration from her when she doesn’t make contact with any other skin. “Where are the rest of you?”
Easton’s deep chuckle comes from her left. “Right here, beautiful Firefly.” He takes her hand and places it on his chest, leaning in to kiss her shoulder.
Zane’s voice comes from behind her. “And I’m right back here, Little Bird.” He trails his fingers down her spine, making her arch into his touch.
Dante takes her other hand, placing it on his cheek. “And you know I can’t stay away for long, Sassy.”
With all of us connected to her, Haley starts to move again, rolling her hips in a rhythm that has us all groaning. I can feel every twist and turn of her body as she rides me, the plug in her ass adding a whole new level of sensation. It’s not just sex—it’s a dance, a rhythm that only the six of us share.
Her rhythm picks up, but I drop my hands to her waist and bring her to my chest. “Take it slow, Sugar.”
“More.” She kisses my chest.
“You’re going to get more.” Behind her, Zane has rolled a condom down his length. He meets my eyes, a silent question, and I nod, holding Haley still for a moment. I hear the plug being pulled out.
