Page 79 of Sin Bin Daddies
Ford
“Fuck,sweetheart. You feel even better than last time,” Asher says.
She exhales shakily, adjusting to his size, her hands braced against his chest. I can see the way her thighs tremble, the way her lips part as she tries to catch her breath.
She’s completely lost in the moment, wrapped up in the stretch, the heat, the pure pleasure.
I brush her hair back, pressing my lips to her temple. “Take your time, angel.” My voice is rough, thick with want. “Let him fill you up.”
She whimpers, rolling her hips tentatively. Asher’s breath shudders out, his head tipping back against the pillow. “Damn, Maddie.”
I stroke her back, letting my fingers drift lower, trailing down the curve of her ass.
“You’re taking him so well,” I murmur, pressing a kiss just below her ear. “You like being filled up, don’t you?”
She nods frantically, her breath coming faster, and I chuckle, dragging my fingers between her legs, feeling the way she clenches around Asher.
She’s dripping, so fucking wet for us, and the need to be inside her nearly wrecks me.
But I wait.
I wait as she moves, as she chases her pleasure, her fingers digging into Asher’s shoulders as she rides him. I wait until her moans turn into desperate cries, until she’s so lost in him that she forgets everything else.
And then I tease her.
“You’re doing so good for him, sweetheart,” I whisper, pressing my palm against her lower stomach, feeling the way Asher fills her. “I wonder if someday you’ll let us both have you at the same time.”
She gasps, her whole body jerking, and Asher’s grip tightens on her hips.
“Fuck, Ford,” he groans. “You’re gonna kill her.”
Her eyes flutter open, wide and dark and full of something dangerously addictive. “I?—”
“Not tonight,” I murmur, dragging my fingers through the slick heat between her thighs, circling her clit. “Tonight, you’re already stretched enough, aren’t you?”
She nods quickly, her breath hitching, but I don’t stop.
I stroke her while Asher thrusts up into her, matching his pace, pushing her higher and higher until she shatters, her whole body trembling as she comes apart around him.
Asher curses, pulling her down hard, burying himself deep as he groans through his own release.
For a moment, all I hear is the sound of their ragged breaths, the quiet hum of satisfaction settling between us. Her body sags against him, completely spent, her face tucked into the curve of his neck.
She’s trembling slightly, not from exhaustion, but from the overwhelming pleasure still rippling through her.
Then I move.
I press a kiss to her shoulder, letting my lips linger against her sweat-slicked skin. “Still with us, angel?”
She nods sluggishly, her breathing uneven, her body boneless. But when she shifts, when her gaze meets mine, there’s something else in her expression.
A flicker of hunger. A need that isn’t quite satisfied yet.
I grin. “Good. Because I’m not done with you yet.”
Asher huffs a laugh, his hands sliding lazily over her hips. “I figured as much.”
I help her ease off him, watching the way her body shudders at the loss. She’s wrecked, blissed out, but still pliant beneath my touch.
