Page 38 of Only for Tonight
From behind us, I hear Leo groan. "Fuck, that's hot."
"Can't take my eyes off her," Luca adds.
But then my attention shifts to something I've been curious about all night. The hand that was playing with her clit slides away, moving up to trail between her ass cheeks.
She stiffens slightly.
"Easy, love," I murmur against her ear, stilling my movements. "Just exploring. Is this okay?"
"Yes," she breathes, her body relaxing back against me.
I circle her back entrance with one finger, gentle and teasing, feeling her react to the new sensation. "Have you ever been taken here?"
"Yes." Her voice is barely audible, almost swallowed by the sound of her breath fogging the glass.
"Did you like it?" I ask, keeping my touch light and patient.
"Yes." Her hips push back slightly, seeking more.
Fuck yes.
"Good." I press slightly, just the tip of my finger, while still moving inside her pussy. Her hands flatten harder against the glass. "Because I'm going to take you here. Soon. Would you like that?"
"Yes. God, yes." Her whole body trembles, caught between my cock and my finger.
“Two of us?” I increase pressure, sliding my finger in to the first knuckle. “Me and Leo inside you at the same time? Filling both your holes?”
She clenches around me so hard I nearly lose it. “Please.”
“Soon, love. Soon.” I work my finger deeper, matching the rhythm of my thrusts. “But first I need to prepare you. Get you ready to take us both.”
The dual sensation—my cock in her pussy, my finger in her ass—has her trembling. Moaning. Getting close again.
“That’s it,” I encourage. “Feel how full you are. Imagine how it’ll feel when it’s two cocks instead of one.”
“James, I’m going to?—”
“Come. Come on my cock while I finger your ass. Show me how much you want it.”
She detonates, screaming, her whole body shaking. The sensation of her coming pulls my own orgasm from me and I come with a groan.
We stay frozen for a moment, both breathing hard, her forehead pressed against the glass.
Then I carefully withdraw—both my cock and my finger—and she whimpers at the loss.
“You okay?” I ask softly, turning her to face me.
“Perfect.” Her eyes are glazed. “That was—I’ve never?—”
“I know.” I kiss her gently. “You were incredible.”
From the table, Leo stands, his beer forgotten. “My turn.”
But Rebecca’s shaking her head, her hand on my chest. “Wait. I want—” She pauses, gathering courage. “I want both of you. At the same time. Like you said.”
Fuck.
The room goes silent.
