Page 155 of The Substitute
“Of what?” Ambrose rolls his eyes. “I could pierce mine if I wanted to.”
“I bet you want to know what it feels like.”
Damn those are fighting words!
“You wish.” Ambrose scoffs it off, then reaches between us and teases me with his fingers again, slow and easy until I’m worked up and squirming.
“Stop!” I say, and they both freeze. "I need you inside me,” I whisper.
Savage cups my face with both hands until I’m looking him in the eye. “Breathe, baby girl. Relax and let him make you feel good.”
Ambrose pushes against my hole, and this time, the head pops through. I gasp at the unexpected size, and he stops.It burns but it’s filling a deep-seated need.
“Okay?” Ambrose asks, waiting.
“Yes,” I say quickly. “Just different.”
“More?”
I nod.
Savage runs his hand down my body and strokes me, making me relax some. “Such a mess,” he grins. “Look at you, covered in pre-cum.”
“You look so good stretched around my cock, baby.” Ambrose kisses my back and runs his hands up my ribs and back down pushing another inch inside me.
I groan and beg Ambrose for more. He starts a shallow thrust, slowly pushing farther in every few thrusts. I reach for Savage’s cock, stroking him in time with Ambrose.
“I need to be in your mouth.” Savage kisses me one more time before shifting so he’s half standing half kneeling on the bed. “Can you take both of us?”
I whimper and nod, parting my lips.
They each take one of my holes, slowly at first, and I’m floating. So blissed out on both of them in me at the same time. I cannot get enough. I grab Savage’s thigh, wanting more of him in my mouth. He happily obliges my silent ask, thrusting into my mouth.
Someone grabs my dick, and I am going to lose it.
“I need to come,” I come off Savage’s cock enough to whine, circling my hips and rocking back onto Ambrose.
He grips my hips and pulls me back onto him as he thrusts. It’s so good. Too good. I’m so full and stretched and oh God.
I take Savage again, looking up at him with a plea.
“Come, baby. Come on his cock.” Savage brushes his fingers over my face, pushing my hair off my forehead before grabbing the back of my head.
Ambrose thrusts pick up, faster and harder, and I can’t hold back anymore. They’ve teased me for too long, and I’m desperate to come.
My back arches as pleasure explodes through my body, cum covering Savage’s hand and hip as he strokes me through it. The orgasm is so strong, I swear I lose my hearing for a minute. Utterly wrecked by both of them.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” Ambrose groans, using my body to get off. I love that I can make him feel good.
“You’re doing so good, baby girl,” Savage whispers thrusting into my mouth.
I groan and beg with my eyes locked on his. Lust blows his pupils, and his thrusts become frantic. He pulses in my mouth, filling it with his cum, while Ambrose’s thrusts get shorter and deeper before he stills with a long moan.
I have never felt sexier in my life.
“Are you okay?” Ambrose pants, leaving kisses on my neck.
“Yeah,” I say licking my lips.
