Page 44 of Tempt Her

“You gonna fuck her again?” He growls, thrusting into my throat, spit dragging over my lips, his force causing my eyes to water, anddon’t stop. “You wanna keep fucking her pretty pussy? I watched her ride you. You said she’s the best.” He yanks my hair. “I’mthe best at fucking you. You hear me?”

Fuck, yes,I love how much he wants me. How he fought me for so long. It was years until we finally gave in to our lust. To the love we tried to hide.

Until one day, when he was spotting me in his home gym, standing over me as I bench-pressed a max rep, I caught his eyes roving over my naked chest, landing on my package bulging under my gym shorts, and that’s all it took.

I started to get hard. That got him hard, and I dared to bang the bar back into its catch before I finally reached up for him, stroking his cock under his shorts.

“Don’t,” he ordered, huffing at my grasp, but his body said otherwise, his hips thrusting into my fist. “We can’t,” he growled as I dragged down the waistband of his shorts.

“We are,” I told him. “We will, and you’ll be in charge the whole time, sir. You’ll make me follow your orders, and make me come doing it. I want to serve you, sir.”

I knew how to seduce him, making him groan at our obvious bond. Ford’s a Dom and all I wanted. I resisted my urge, too. My desire for him scared me at first until I couldn’t fight it either.

I wanted him to use me, fuck me, and love me and never stop.

That was two years ago, and, “Yes, sir, please fuck me,” I grumble at Ford’s taunts now. Finding my breath, I growl, “I’m going to love her and fuck her,justlike you do to me.”

Our display entrances Mateo. I’ve never defied Ford, but on my knees, in front of his dick that he can’t control around me, I have the power.

Ford pulls back with a wicked look in his eyes. I love it when I get him like this.

Stepping out of his joggers and boxers, he rips his shirt off, too, before he sits on the small sofa by the window. Fisting his massive cock, he demands, “You know exactly what I’m going to do to your ass for defying my orders.”

Mateo grins as we both rise from our knees. Turning for us to leer at the sight ofhistan, cut ass, Mateo disappears quickly into my small bathroom while I stand here, raging hard for this—I love pissing off Ford and how he punishes me for it.

The three of us are so disciplined, so controlled, and contained, but not when we fuck.

Mateo returns with a couple of condoms and one of the several bottles of lube I have around my house. We take turns, who stays with who on what nights. Sometimes we all sleep together, knowing each other’s homes like our bodies.

Ford leans back like a king on a throne. “Prepare me to fuck your ass,” he commands, so I do as I crave.

“Yes, sir,” I reply, falling to my knees before stroking his cock until he’s screaming hard. Rolling a condom down his hefty shaft, I lube him up as he relaxes, letting me do all the work.

Mateo stands, stroking off, waiting for Ford’s next order and loving it. The man gets the sexiest grin watching and waiting for his turn.

With my back to Ford’s chest, straddling my legs over his, I reach around, and it takes me a while to ease him in. His slow penetration of my ass makes us both moan; my dick is as hard as his, taking him inch by inch as I stare into Mateo’s eyes.

I’m going to miss them. I fight the fear every day. Of how I won’t share this with any other men. I’m committed to them. It’s just the three of us, and now suddenly, I can’t explain it, but I know Stacey will join us too. We just have to break Ford’s fight.

“Yes,” he snarls at my show, “fuck that cock.” He’s not touching me; he’s making me do all the work, riding his dick, grinding on it until I can take him to his base. It makes my cock bob, hungry and desperate for more. For someone’s touch. “Don’t you dare.” But Ford can sense my tension. How I love coming with his dick in my ass, but he won’t let me yet.

“You need a reminder,” he growls. “To remember who you belong to.” His finger hooks, summoning Mateo.

The sight of Mateo’s approaching body, all jacked and shredded with that ominous half shirt and full sleeves of black ink; I need him too. Mateo’s love makes you forget all your pain.

“Let’s fuck him like he’s gonna fuck her,” Ford huffs, like the thought is owning him, like he can’t get Stacey out of his mind either.

“Show Mateo how she’s gonna suck your cock,” Ford commands me, andhell, yes.

With Ford in my ass and Mateo in my mouth, I lose it. I’m never afraid of the three of us; I’m strong with them. But I don’t have to be with her, which makes me even braver.

Mateo’s more sensuous. He doesn’t like it brutal or fast. He takes his time, loving how he controls your pleasure, slowly thrusting over my lips as I hold onto his flexing thighs. He has all the restraint, not choking me on his length. I’ve never seen a dick as long as Mateo’s, while Ford’s is thick, stretching me every time, and either one, I love it when they fuck me.

It makes me leak, the taste of Mateo on my tongue, the force of Ford’s cock in my ass, thrusting his hips and making my hard cock bounce for Mateo’s viewing pleasure.

“Don’t touch it,” Ford orders, knowing I want to jerk my cock off and come like this. “Don’t touch it until you’re full of our cum. Until you feel us both dripping from you, so you’ll never forget you’re ours.”

He grabs my shoulders, yanking me down his shaft before grinding beneath me as Mateo teases my mouth with his tip.

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