Page 87 of Nanny for the Athletes

I moved my hips to urge them on, because as good as it felt just savoring the feeling of two cocks inside me at the same time, I wanted tofeelthem fuck me. Braden returned to the same pace as before, sliding in and out of my ass with wonderful smooth lubrication. I could feel my inner walls wedged between him and Logan’s wide cock in my pussy, like two bodies grinding against each other with a bedsheet in between them.

When Logan finally began to move, the pleasure was indescribable. He timed his backstroke with Braden’s forward stroke, each of them pumping in time with one another like the pistons of an engine. I closed my eyes and let my senses take in everything: Braden’s chest pressing against my back while my breasts rested against Logan’s muscular form. I moaned loudly, wanting them to know how good it felt.

“Fuckin’ Jesus,” Braden moaned into my shoulder blades. “I’m close.”

“Come for me,” I demanded. “Come in my ass.”

He groaned in response, my words raising his pleasure an order of magnitude. I twisted my head around to stare at him, drinking in his ecstasy. He looked like he was dying, face full of shock and surprise and almost pain, the pain of a pleasure that was so good you thought you might pass out. His hand tightened on my ass cheek as he thrust as hard as he could, pushing as deep as deep would go until I felt my asshole tightening around the base of his shaft, every inch of him inside me.

“Holyfuck,” he gasped, eyes rolling back into his head. “I’M. COMING. OHH. FUUUUUCK.”

I screamed with him as another orgasm climbed up my spine and paralyzed me with pleasure. Braden continued roaring as he pushed as deep as he could and held it there, cock spasming inside my ass, squirting load after load deep into my forbidden hole.

I couldn’t keep watching his pleasure though because Logan grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head back around to kiss me. He fucked my pussy faster and faster while Braden continued coming, sweat rolling down his face and matting his hair. His tongue danced with mine as his thrusts became quick and jerky, and then his arm trembled in my hair and he made a noise deep in his throat as his dick began to tremble.

“Beth,” he whispered, eyes wide. For a heartbeat, he was open and vulnerable beneath me. “Oh God,Beth…”

He groaned as he came, spurts filling my pussy while he continued thrusting. He slowed gradually, his entire body rolling like muscular waves against my breast, a wall of hard masculinity crushing me between him and Braden until my body collapsed, spent.

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Beth

“I wish we had leftovers,” Braden said to my left. “I’mstarvingnow.”

“Shut up,” Logan muttered to my right.

“There would’ve been plenty of leftovers if the dogs didn’t eat all of it,” I said, egging on their little argument.

“Right?” Braden agreed indignantly.

“I fed you. Be grateful.”

Braden rolled his eyes. “I’m just saying, I took the dogs out and worked off a bunch of their energy while you and Beth started without me…”

Logan let out a long sigh. “There’s popcorn in the pantry.”

“Score!” Braden leaped out of bed and started for the door. He paused, returned to put some pants on, then strutted into the kitchen.

“He’s such a goofball,” I said.

“Yeah,” Logan muttered. “I can’t decide if I love him or hate him. Sometimes both.”

I rolled over until I was cuddling against Logan. “You guys love each other. Christian, too.”

He glared up at me. “Doesn’t mean I have to admit it.”

“Fine. But I know the truth.” I rested my head against his chest. A few seconds later, the sound of popcorn popping drifted in from the kitchen.

“So, all of this,” Logan said. “You’re fine with it?”

“Finewith it?” I snorted. “This is a dream come true. I always thought I would want just one man, but this arrangement with the three of you is…”

“Special?” he finished for me.

I nodded against his chest. “It’s special.”

We lay together quietly, listening to the sound of the popcorn in the microwave.

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