Page 73 of Double Pucked

“I do,” I say, but the words are slurry when he pushes it a little deeper, right as Ryker slides a big hand down my stomach, heading straight for my clit.

Holy fuck.

Ryker’s playing my clit with a bullet vibe while Chase’s introducing my ass to sex, and I can’t do a thing but offer my aching center to them.

My wet, aching center and my newly eager ass.

Tied and bound, I raise my hips higher, seeking out the vibrator Chase’s slowly, sensually working into me, then rocking down against the one Ryker’s grazing across my overly sensitive clit.

I shiver, and a bead of sweat slides down my chest. This is intense.

“You’re going to do so good when we fuck you together,” Chase praises, then adds a little lube and pushes the vibrator another inch.

I draw a sharp breath.

“You okay, baby?” Ryker asks, meeting my gaze.

“I think so,” I say, on a tight pant.

Everything’s tight. My breath, my ass, my whole body. But everything’s deliciously intense, too, as Chase pushes the toy a little deeper, and I let out a shameless moan, then an obscene one as Ryker turns up the heat on the vibrator.

Soon, I’m moaning, gasping, and rocking my body against two toys. Pleasure jolts my body, sharp and strong, till I’m desperately trying to claw at sheets to hold on because I’m lost.

I’m just lost to the pleasure.

I’m falling to pieces again, crying out from my second orgasm. When they turn off the toys and set them on a hand towel on the bed, I collapse onto the mattress. I’m still moaning and probably will be for days, but I want so much more.

I want something I haven’t had yet.

“Chase, I need you to fuck me,” I say, but it’s more like a beg.

He lets out an appreciative groan. “I know you do, sweetness.”

“I’ll get her ready for you,” Ryker says as he moves to the headboard, untying me, kissing my wrists when each one is free. He lifts me up and pushes my messy hair from my face. “Do me a favor?”

“Sure,” I say, breathless.

“Ride him good and hard,” he says, his deep blue eyes flaming with lust.

“Okay,” I say, my voice feathery as I picture fucking Chase. But I have to knowwhyRyker wants me to fuck his friend like that. “Why?”

He smirks as he cups my cheek possessively. “Because I’m going to play with that perfect fucking ass while you fuck his cock.”

That’s it. I’m cooked. I am officially on fire.

We all move around the bed, getting in new positions, till Chase’s on his back, and I straddle him, sinking onto his covered cock.

“Ah yes. Fucking yes,” the man under me growls, grabbing my hips roughly. Thrusting powerfully. This is the first time he’s seemed lost too—a little out of control as he pumps up into me like he’s dying to come.

Well, he deserves to. I set my palms on his broad, sturdy chest while he roams his up my stomach on a path to my bouncing tits.

“Best view ever,” he says, kneading my breasts as Ryker’s hands come down on my ass.

He’s kneeling right behind me, his hands covering my cheeks while I ride his friend.

Then Ryker lets go of one cheek, his hand traveling to my hair, gathering it in a fist and yanking it back, jerking me up.

He covers my mouth with his while he slides his thick shaft against my ass.

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