Page 55 of Privilege
“She’s close,” I say to Rich.
“Not yet, baby,” he says, and I’m not sure if he’s talking to her or me.
I steady my pace, back off into a slow rhythm that has her eyes rolling back and her lip sucked into her mouth. But the spasming inside of her has slowed—I’ve kept her from tipping over the edge, though barely.
Rich comes around to Cara’s side and leans over her with his cock right above her mouth. “Lick me,” he says.
I have to holdmyselfback from edge. The confidence rolling off of him, the sureness, has me in a chokehold.
Not yet,I chant.Not yet, you can’t come yet, Dane. Wait for them.
Cara lifts her head eagerly and sucks on his shaft, the slurping sounds of her spit doing unholy thingsto my balls. I try to maintain my pace, not pound so hard or shift her body too much while she’s sucking on my brother’s dick. But seeing her like this, filled at both ends, makes me weak in the knees.
Rich’s head is thrown back with pleasure, his chest thrust forward like a caveman. He’s never looked so fucking beautiful.
“Rich,” I grit out. It’s a plea.A prayer.
He pops his dick out of Cara’s mouth and reaches under her body. He gently lifts her torso upward, and slips in underneath her, laying her on top of him with her back to his chest. She drops her leg from the back of the chaise and wraps it tightly around my hips, her heel digging into my ass cheek and urging me closer as I realize what he’s about to do.
I almost black out at the feel of his hand, awkwardly reaching between the three of us to line his cock up to mine.
“This is going to be a lot, baby,” he murmurs in her ear. Her eyes are wide, nervous, but she nods at him.
I slow my thrusts, keep my body as still as I can while Rich coats himself in her cum. The head of him sliding around on my shaft, accidentally rubbing against my balls while he teases Cara’s entrance frombehind, has me gripping her thighs so hard she puts her hands on mine.
“Dane,” she breathes.
Fuck. That’ll bruise.
“Sorry beautiful,” I say, and gently rub my thumbs over her skin. I’m not sorry, not really—I love the idea of my handprints on her. Of marking her.You’re lucky it’s not teeth, today.
“Take a deep breath,” he instructs Cara, and as her tits rise, I feel the head of his cock start to push inside of her pussy too. Gritting my teeth, I pull out giving him room to sink to the hilt before I inch myself back inside her, controlling pace while we stretch her pussy beyond its capacity.
“Jesus… Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Cara and I moan in sync. The pressure is so fucking intense. My cock is being squeezed so hard I briefly wonder if I need to worry about losing circulation. There is NO room for Rich’s dick in here.
“That’s my girl,” he murmurs in praise as he slides in another inch.
The friction. The wetness. His cock against mine. The euphoric feel of our slippery dicks rubbing together inside of our girl. And the pulsing of her cunt around us.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” I say.
They both shake their heads no.
“I can’t hold back,” I grit out. I’m not even moving, but the party happening down there is taking me for a ride anyway.
“Wait for me,” Cara begs. “Please.”
Aw, fuck.
I close my eyes and breathe like I’m in guided meditation.I can do this for her. I can wait. I can do it.
Rich is almost all the way in. Cara is amess.She has no idea what to do with her hands, they’re flopping around as she breathes through theinsanestretch, the expression on her face torn between pleasure and pain.
“Are you okay?” I ask her.
“I don’t know,” she says honestly.Always honest, our girl.
“Do you need me to stop?” Rich asks.
