Page 11 of The Heiress's First Date

But right now, she’s trying to figure out what I’m holding, and when she can’t, she turns to Gabe. I love watching her mind work.

“Lube?”

“Mmhmm.”

I crawl between Alex’s legs and run a hand up her spine. She presses back into my touch. This is straight out of my fantasies.

Well, not the other men. That wasn’t part of it. But watching Alex Hunt fuck her into the cushions was a massive turn-on. Almost as massive as the dick still buried in her pussy, stretching her wide.

Gabe seemed particularly interested in his best friend’s cock. His earlier words whisper through my mind. Alex is straight.

Meaning he’s not?

Focus, King. Focus.

“You going to let us take your ass, Wildfire?” I skate my hand down, cupping a round globe and giving it a squeeze. Time slows, and my blood heats to lava levels as I tease the puckered hole between her cheeks. “Let us fill you with our cum? It’s going to feel amazing, but we need to prepare you.”

She blinks up at me in the dim light, a cute little owl-like expression. Curious and almost confused. Probably because I’m still tracing my fingers back and forth, teasing her nerves in a surprisingly delightful, deliciously dirty way.

Gabe squeezes in next to me, hot pink bottle in hand. “Use your words, Princess.”

“I think we broke her.”

Alex grunts his agreement.

She comes back to the present, pressing against my fingers with a needy “Yes.”

Crouching over her back, I press sloppy kisses along her spine. I want to eat her up. Just nip and lick until she’s delirious with desire.

“Yes, you want Gabe to pour lube all over my fingers so I can tease you?” A thought occurs to me. “Have you ever done anal, Wildfire?”

She shakes her head, and those silky tresses tease my nose. Fuck, she smells like paradise. Coconuts, jasmine, citrus, and the ocean.

“You good, Alex?” I ask.

“Perfect.”

Gabe and I share a smirk at the tightness in Alex’s tone. He’s barely hanging in there. And why wouldn’t he be with the way Kat’s rocking and rolling her hips? I know how amazing she feels. Imagine how tight she must be after so many orgasms. Hell. When do I get a turn?

“King—” Katherine’s voice is breathy.

“Yeah?” I glance at Gabe, who flips open the cap on the lube.

“Need you...”

Her whine makes my eyes roll back and my cock weep. “Working on it, love.”

“Hurry.”

Gabe drizzles the lube between her sexy ass cheeks, and I work it into her gently. Just the tips of my fingers, watching her for any signs of distress. She pauses her movements on Alex’s dick, moaning as I sink a finger deep. Then two. Gabe adds more lubrication.

Alex groans at the press of my fingers along the delicate tissues separating my fingers from his dick. I wonder if he’s ever done this. If he’s okay with what we’re about to do. But I have no doubt he’d call a stop to anything he’s not comfortable with.

“So tight. She’s gonna squeeze the hell out of us,” I tell them. Then to Gabe, “Coat this.”

I hand over the polished silver toy. Gabe doesn’t even blink at the proffered plug. Just accepts it and pours a copious amount of shiny, clear lube over the tip. I groan at the sight and drill my fingers deeper. That should not be so damn erotic. And I should not be imagining those long fingers slathering my cock with lube, ringing and twisting until I can’t take any more.

Forcing my gaze away, I return my attention to Katherine. “Ready for this, love?”

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