Page 96 of Sharing Shadow Secrets
“Brandon says you’re the best,” she says after another.
“Does he?” I break our kiss and look at him. He winks, then rests his hand next to her head as he plows her. Watching her breasts bounce and him rail into her again and again, I’m recovering faster than I would have thought possible.
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I’m so close, but I don’t want to come yet. I want to try something. To test the waters about her DVP fantasy. I roll with Taylor, and she gasps. With her on top, I pull her close, having her rest on my chest. I stop thrusting, enjoying how I feel inside of her before I ask, “What do you think about Kyle adding his fingers inside of you?”
Her gaze meets mine, and the smirk on her face says it all. She wants that. “Use your words,” I taunt.
“I want to try that.”
“Lube,” Kyle nearly sings as he crawls over my legs to the other side of the bed.
I kiss her deep, tasting him on her tongue. Tonight is already the best threesome I’ve ever had. Everything has been fun and hot. “Say stop if you want to stop,” I remind, caressing her arms. She nods then relaxes into my chest and I leisurely thrust. Kyle kneels beside us, flicking open the lube and pouring a generous amount on his fingers.
“Have you ever done this?” he asks, running his other hand down her back. She shakes her head, nuzzling into me more. “I’m going to enter so slow. It takes time to stretch, otherwise we might hurt you.”
“So this isn’t made up?” she jokes, and we chuckle.
“I haven’t done it in a while, but it’s amazing how much a pussy can stretch,” Kyle says, and I nod agreeing.
“Be nice to me,” she says quietly, and I kiss the top of her head while Kyle squeezes her shoulder.
“Ready?” he asks.
“Yeah.”
Kyle and I lock eyes, then my gaze drifts to his fingers. “She’s going to be spent after this,” he says, and I nod, knowing we should let her rest once she’s reached her limit. Taylor lets out a shaky breath as I feel his fingers glide along my dick inside of her. He’s maybe one inch in.
“How does that feel?” I ask, checking in.
“Intense. Like a super thick cock.”
“Do you want me to go deeper?” Kyle asks.
She lets out a long exhale. “More.”
That word causes Kyle and I to smirk at each other. My girlfriend is perfect for me. Her whimper brings me back to the moment, and I kiss the top of her head again, reassuring.
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Breathing hard, I focus on the sensations—Kyle’s fingers pressing deeper, Brandon’s body wrapped around mine. My chest is against his, and the warmth of him, the steady rise and fall of his breath, makes me feel safe, relaxed even. Although I feel full. Stretched. It hurts in a way that teeters on too much—but I want more.
Kyle hums low. “She’s doing so well.”
Pride washes over me, cutting through the ache. I’m grateful for every book I’ve read. Grateful I’m not walking into this blind. I know how this is supposed to go. I know the importance of breath, of trust, of speaking up.
Brandon’s lips brush the top of my head. “I’m going to start moving now. Tell me if it hurts. Tell us to stop if it’s too much.”
“Okay,” I whisper.
The moment he begins to move—his cock sliding in and out while Kyle’s fingers stay rooted inside—it’s like the nerves inside me are rewired. It’s a mind fuck. My breath catches. The stimulation is overwhelming.
I blink open my eyes and turn my head. Kyle’s watching me. His expression is careful but hungry. He leans down, gives me a soft kiss, then trails his hand along my spine. I shiver.
“I like this,” I pant, shifting my gaze up to Brandon. “I want to try it.”
His hand strokes through my hair, but there’s hesitation in his eyes. “I don’t know … maybe next time.”
