Page 36 of Ensnared
“That’s it,” he whispers.
I lick Ty’s cock from root to head, and he groans. He palms my cheek, and our eyes meet. His expression is pure lust, and it fuels mine.
“You’re killing me, woman.” He pulls himself away from me, evading my hands. “I want to come inside you.”
The words are crude, primal, but they spark frantic need inside me. I’m so ready for them, I’m trembling.
“Ty,” I gasp. “I need to—”
“Nuh-uh,” Jack says from behind me. “Not yet.”
I drop my face to the sheets with a groan of frustration. In answer, he slips one blunt fingertip inside my ass, and my breath rushes from my lungs. It’s a different kind of pleasure, but I want more.
Ty coaxes me to my knees, then brings his fingers to my clit. Again, they tease me together, kissing my skin, bringing me to the edge of a climax that glimmers just beyond my reach.
“Please,” I pant. “I’m ready.”
They exchange a look.
“Okay,” Ty says. “But we’ll go slowly.”
“Yes!” I’d promise them anything right now, anything to get them to finally fuck me. I’m desperate for them, my body tight with tension.
Ty lies on his back and has me straddle him. “Come on, Skye.”
I line up his thick, straining cock, and sink down on it. We both groan in pleasure, and my eyes flutter closed. He fills me so beautifully, but I need to move,now.
I lift my hips and rock down, at the same time as he thrusts up into me. He gets deeper, and I realize I haven’t even taken all of him yet.
“Oh gods,” I moan. “I’m—I’m…”
Ty grips my hips with strong hands and stills my movements. “Not yet, you’re not.”
I gasp in outrage and glare down at him. “That’s not—” I start to protest.
Then Jack takes my shoulders and gently pushes me down, so I’m sprawled over Ty’s broad chest. “We’re not done yet.”
I freeze. This is the moment I’ve been dreaming of, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little nervous. Jack adds more lube to my ass and slicks up his cock. Then he fits his broad head to my entrance and slowly nudges forward. His hands caress my ass, my sides, and he’s calming me down, letting me know that he’s there for me.
It takes me a minute to relax. He’s much bigger than his fingers, obviously, and thicker than my ex. But I breathe and loosen my muscles, letting him in.
“Fuck,” Jack groans as his cock slips inside me. “Oh, fuck, Skye.”
I’ve never been so full. It’s a deep, strange stretch at first, my body protesting this foreign invasion. Then Jack carefully pulls back, then rocks inside, and my nerve endings spark with pleasure.
“Ohhh,” I moan. “Jack.”
Ty’s heart is beating fast under my palms, and his skin is slick with sweat. “Fuck, man, evenIfeel you.”
Jack’s strained laugh vibrates down my body as he plasters his chest to my back. “You have no idea.”
I tentatively try to move my hips, and both guys shout in unison.
“Nooo,” Ty groans. “Don’t move, Skye.”
“But I have to,” I whine. “I have to—”
Jack lifts me a little, changing our angle. “We need to be careful,” he says, his voice strained. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
