Page 28 of Beg Me

I lift myself onto all fours and start to crawl, dipping my shoulder down with each move so my back arches, and dramatically twisting my hips giving Jayce a show. Zander’s face beams at me as his eyes trail my body. I reach him and pull my knees up on either side of his body, straddling him. I feel his hard cock grinding into my pussy lips as he lifts his hips lightly.

“Put me inside you, baby,” he whispers as he pulls my chest closer to his face.

He kisses the cut Jayce just left between my breasts before his fingers find my abused and sore nipples. They grace over them lightly, barely touching them. Teasing me with every trace of his fingers.

I shudder under his touch. My hands lower to his hips, finding their way underneath me so I can grip his cock, and stroke it. I feel his body tense as I do. Lifting my hips slowly, I line the head of his cock up with my entrance and slowly lower myself onto him. He moans and my pussy throbs.

The sound of a man moaning, no, not a man. My men. Is an instant turn-on. I fucking love it when they make noises in bed. Let me hear you. Let me hear the way you sound when you are inside me, please.

He thrusts into me, not willing to wait for my slow teasing entrance. His hands find my hips and he starts to brutally fuck into me. My pussy is raw and dripping around him as he does.

The bed dips behind me and I feel Jayce’s body press into my ass. He lines himself up with my tight back hole before I hear him spit, and the warm liquid drips down my crack.

Zander continues to fuck me, but Jayce’s hand reaches under and grips his cock as he pulls out of me. The head of Zander’s cock is still inside me, but I feel as Jayce strokes Zander.

His eyes roll back into his head as he thrusts, pushing a little deeper into me, while Jayce’s hand strokes up and down. He’s in heaven. Jayce lets go and shoves me back down on Zander’s cock.

He slowly presses inside my ass and I clench around him.

“Relax and let me in, angel. Or I’ll make you fucking regret it.”

Fuck, the way he threatens me and man handles me in bed makes me creamy every gods damned time.

I relax my body as Zander reaches between us and begins circling my clit, his mouth finds my nipple again and he begins to flick at the barbell before he circles it with his tongue.

Jayce’s head pushes into me and tears prick my eyes. His cock is too big to be just shoved in without warning. I love it when he goes slow like this.

He pushes in slowly, pulling out and pushing in again a bit further each time. Once he is fully seated in my ass they both begin to thrust in time.

“Fuckkkkk! I’m so full.” I whimper around them, causing Zander to chuckle.

“I can feel him inside you, demon. Take his cock in that pretty little asshole of yours,” he whispers in my ear before he lowers his head to my nipple again.

They both drive into me. Thrust after thrust my orgasm builds again. Their cocks fill me up, making every move send wave after wave of pleasure through me.

Jayce slows as he pulls his cock out. I jerk my head around to him and glare at him. “I want to come again pleaseeeee,” I pout. He smirks at me but ignores what I have to say.

“This is sweet and all, but I want to take her to Paris. What do you think?” He asks, looking over my shoulder at Zander.

Zander’s eyes light up as he lifts me off of him.

I whine and stick my lower lip out pouting. “I was having fun,” I say.

Jayce’s hand makes contact with my ass and a loud *SMACK rings out, echoing across the room.

“Don’t fucking talk back to me, little fleshlight. You will get used in whatever way I fucking see fit.” He lifts me off Zander before his hand wraps around my throat. “And you will fucking like it. You hear me?”

I nod and my pussy throbs with excitement at his wordsand force. He stands up and walks away. Zander kneels as I position myself on all fours again.

A few minutes later Jayce comes back a rag in his hand as he dries his groin off. I raise my eyebrow at him in question.

“Can’t have you getting a UTI, angel. I washed my cock so I can murder that pussy of yours.”

He smirks devilishly at me again and I melt into a puddle. He thought of that? How did I get so lucky to have a man who gives a shit about that?

He climbs onto the bed. Zander rubs the tip of his dick along my lips. I part for him, letting him fill my mouth. He thrusts to the back of my throat and I gag.

“Choke on it, whore,” he says as he grips my hair and holds my nose to his pelvis.

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