Page 40 of Indulgence
“Matteo!”
My husband slowed but didn’t stop, dragging as much as he could from me. My ass tingled. My core clenched. My clit pulsed.
When a finger skirted around the delicate skin of my neck and collarbone, it warred with the demand of the hands gripping my hips.
Then, as the orgasm ebbed, Matteo slipped the plug from my behind.
My heart skipped a beat when I thought about what was next.
The man at my head left the bed, and new sounds entered the room.
The click of something opening.
The squelch of lube being rubbed on a dick.
Fingers were at my butt, which was still high in the air, covering it with a cold liquid.
Hands pulled me from the bed. My feet hit the floor, and I was guided across the room.
“Ready, love?” Matteo asked, letting me know he was the one acting as my eyes.
Exhilaration careened through my body, and I shuttered. “Yes.”
Hands on my shoulders turned me and guided me back until my legs met what I thought was a sofa or chaise of some kind. Scratchy hair greeted the outside of my calves and thighs. The other man settled his hands on my hips and steadied me, helping Matteo move me over his lap and guided me down.
“Do you feel him?” Matteo asked just before I felt it. The head of his cock prodded my hole. Matt’s voice was calm but thick with desire as his fingers toyed with my overly sensitive bundle of nerves.
My reply was more like a whimper. “Mmm.”
“She’s so tight.” His voice was strained, but I was fairly certain I had identified the person behind me. “It’s incredible.”
I hissed as he pushed in. Matteo rubbed a bit harder. “Relax,” Matteo said kissing the hallow of my neck. I really wanted to see him. I wanted to look into his eyes as we experienced this. So, I ripped the mask off and focused on Matteo’s smile. He captured my lips with his and poured every emotion he felt into this one kiss. It was consuming, breathtaking, and absolutely perfect.
The sensations demanded control, and my eyes rolled back as Adam continued pushing into me. “Does he feel good, love?”
I nodded and moaned simultaneously, making sure to let them both know I knew who he was. “Damn, Adam.”
He froze for a moment, and before I could tell him to keep going, he pulled my hips down hard and seated himself into me fully.
Adam pressed his chest to my back and then shifted so I was lying on top of him—my back to his front and his hard length deep inside me. His hands went to the insides of my thighs, and he guided my legs wider so he could hook his arms under my knees and expose me fully to my husband.
Matteo stepped between them, looking possessed as he gazed down at me, watching as Adam slowly drew out and then pushed back in. I felt like a little lamb being offered up as a sacrifice, but instead of death or dismemberment, I’d be rewarded with pleasure. Lots and lots of pleasure.
Matteo licked two fingers and sank them into me. He wasted no time hooking them up seeking his favorite button to push. I knew exactly what he was going to do, and my walls were already starting to clamp down around him. “You know what’s coming, don’t you, darling?”
“Please,” I begged shamelessly.
“Want to see what I can make her do, Adam?” he asked with a smirk. And, shit if that didn’t make this all that much hotter.
Adam’s dick swelled in my ass. His thrusts were easy and short, but when he throbbed like that, it felt like an earthquake. “If you’re going to make her squirt, hell yes, I want to see it.”
“Let’s show him, Natalie,” he coaxed as he added more force into the tips if his fingers. The pressure built, and I squirmed. Matt placed his hand on my lower belly and held me in place. The fingers inside me pressed up. His other hand pressed down. It stung and burned until I felt the burst. Matteo tore his digits from inside me and rubbed feverishly at my clit. Hot liquid sprayed from my body as Matteo smiled victoriously.
Adam groaned in my ear. “That is so damn sexy.”
My body felt like mush as Matteo rested his hard dick at my entrance. “Ready, sweetheart?”
Each and every molecule of Matteo screamed “barely controlled” as his neck muscles corded and teeth gnashed while he pushed into me inch my inch. His thumb rubbed at my clit, electrifying the dying spark of my last release. “Let me in, love,” he coached. I was trying, but with my flesh swollen and a dick stretching my ass, there wasn’t much room. Matteo’s thumb swirled, and I moaned. “There you go, sweetheart.”
