Page 88 of Match Point

He wanted me to say it out loud. To make sure it was okay, that it was really what I wanted before he took the plunge. But where was the fun in that? I wanted them totakewhat they wanted. Tonight I was theirs to do with as they saw fit.

I approached Dominic and let my fingers drag along the underside of his cock. He shivered. I leaned in close for a kiss and whispered, “You can stick it wherever you want.”

He grinned with surprise, then lust. “You sure?”

“Have you done that before?” Tristan asked.

“No,” I replied. “But I want to try with the two of you.”

They looked at each other again. Thinking about it. Rolling it around in their minds. Dominic picked up his beer and downed the rest of it, then bit his lip and watched me.

“Unless you two can’t share me properly,” I teased.

Dominic braced me by the arms, whirled me around, and pushed me down on the couch. I spread my legs for him, and his fingers pushed inside my wet pussy, making me moan and tremble. His fingers curled up in a come hither motion, rubbing against my forward wall. I took hold of his cock, stroking it because I needed to touch him, to make him feel as good as I did.

Then Dominic’s fingers left my sex and slid lower, down to my puckered little rosebud. My lips parted in a sigh as he rubbed my juices around, lubricating me in preparation for what would come next.

Now that I was prepared for it, I was excited. More excited than when Gabriel had done this with me.

“I know what you want,” he said.

“Mmm, do you?”

“Fuck yeah I do.”

He grabbed hold of my legs and tilted me back, lifting my butt off the edge of the couch and into the air. Dominic devoured the sight of me, and I took a moment to do the same with him. His arms flexed and bulged as he held my legs up. The vein in his neck pulsed as he prepared to take me.

“Give it to her,” Tristan urged, stroking himself gently to the side. “Fuck her.”

“Fuck me,” I asked in a nervous voice.

He let go of one of my legs and took hold of his beautiful cock. He slid it into my pussy, coating himself with my natural lubricant, before pulling out and aiming lower. The tip pressed against my tight rear entrance, and as I relaxed it slid right inside. I moaned with intense pleasure, which urged Dominic to push more of his cock inside me, which made me moan louder, and on and on. It was a feedback loop resulting in him plunging almost half of his cock deep into my ass.

“God damn,” he said, sweat beading at his temple. “You’re so tight.”

His cock filled me totally, a sensation that made me feel complete. I let my fingers drift down to my clit and rubbed myself as the pleasure spread throughout my body, like a warm blanket covering me from head to toe.

I can’t believe I’m doing this,I thought.I’m letting Dominic fuck my ass.

Dominic gripped my legs harder and began moving, a few inches in and out of me at a time. Each stroke was deeper than before. He was coming unraveled, losing the willpower to go slowly. I could see it on his face.

Which was good, because I didn’t want him to go slowly. I moaned louder and raked my fingers over the muscles that could have been sculpted by a master, and my moans urged him on, fucking me deeper and deeper into my forbidden hole.

“I love the way your ass grips my cock,” Dominic said with a lusty grin. “Like a firm handshake.”

“My ass was made for you,” I purred. “It’s yours.”

“Goddamn right it is.”

I rubbed myself faster. The indirect stimulation of his hard length inside my behind brought me to a quick, but intense, climax. I shuddered on the couch, closing my eyes and curling my toes so hard they almost cramped.

“You,” I breathed, reaching a hand out in Tristan’s direction. “I need you inside of me too.”

Tristan glided toward me on his long legs, dark eyes glistening. He pushed Dominic away, and I sighed as his manhood left me feeling empty and incomplete. Tristan sat on the edge of the couch and pulled me on top until I was straddling him, cowgirl style.

His cock was only semi-hard as it slid back into my pussy, but within seconds it was rock-hard as I ground my hips into him, gyrating in a circle. He reached a hand around and smacked my ass so hard it stung, sending a jolt of excitement up my spine.

“Think you can handle both of us?” Tristan looked up at me and asked.

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