Page 144 of Better When Shared
They moved to obey, and I took a moment to appreciate the way their bodies looked together, the contrasts in their size and coloring. His big, hard masculine form against her soft, feminine one.
Fighting the haze of desperate arousal, I forced myself to focus on the practical concerns. Safety first. I moved to my toiletry bag, pulling out the box of condoms I'd packed more from habit than expectation.
"Are you on birth control?" I asked.
She nodded, though her cheeks flushed deeper. "IUD. And I appreciate you checking."
"Good." I tore open two packets, tossing one to Enzo. "Put this on."
He caught it with a grin. "Even during sex you're a fucking Boy Scout."
"It shows respect and care for your partners to take the time to make sure they’re safe," I said, rolling my own condom on.
In truth, I wanted to feel every inch of Gemma's pussy wrapped around my bare cock, wanted to fill her with my cum until it leaked out of her, but that would never happen. This was casual fun, and it needed to be treated as such. With a condom.
"Enzo, lie back. Gemma, I want you to straddle him."
Enzo quickly followed my command, and Gemma moved with liquid grace, settling over Enzo's hips, straddling his waist. Her pussy hovered above his cock, and I could see how turned on she was in the way moisture gleamed on her inner thighs.
"Lower.” Crawling onto the bed, I positioned myself behind her, my hands settling on her waist to guide her down. I slid one hand between her legs, circling her clit and pumping my fingers inside her, groaning when I discovered that she was wet and ready for him.
She whimpered, shaking in my hands, and I reminded myself to take my time with her. No matter how much I wanted to watch them fuck, she needed patience to orgasm, and I held her against my chest as I stroked her pussy and clit until she was quivering in my arms, begging for his cock.
When I was sure she was ready, I held his cock firmly, positioning him where she needed him, stroking her pussy with the head of his cock, teasing them both.
There was something about controlling them that was driving me wild. "Take him inside you. Slowly."
The first contact made them both gasp—Enzo's hands flying to her hips, Gemma's back arching as she felt his thickness pressing against her entrance. I watched, transfixed, as she sank down onto him inch by careful inch, her pussy stretching to accommodate his girth.
"Holy shit." Enzo’s voice broke as she sank down further. "You're so soft, Gem, and your pussy fits me like a glove."
She whimpered as she took him fully, her pussy lips stretched wide around his cock. The sight was incredible—these two beautiful people joined together, their bodies fitting like they'd been made for each other.
But I could see the concentration on Gemma's face, the way she was holding herself tense.
I stroked her back, trying to coax her muscles to loosen. "Relax. Just feel him inside you. Don't think about anything else. You’re joined to Enzo, and your bodies belong like that. Doesn’t it feel good to be connected so intimately to our sweetheart?"
Shit, why had I called him that?
As her tight muscles finally started to soften, I leaned down to kiss her neck, my tongue tracing the column of her throat while my hands found her breasts. Her nipples were hard against my palms, and I rolled them gently, earning a soft moan that vibrated through her chest.
"Move," I encouraged, my voice rough against her ear. "Ride him. Take what you need. Shift position until his gorgeous cock slides against all those sensitive spots inside you."
She began to move, lifting and lowering herself on Enzo's cock with increasing confidence. Each movement sent pleasure rippling across her features, and I could see the way her pussy gripped him, could hear the wet sounds of their joining.
"That's it," I said, my hands sliding down to tease her clit, to coax her closer to the edge. "You're doing so well. Look how beautiful you are like this, fucking Enzo like you both need."
The gentle pressure on her clit made her cry out, her movements becoming more desperate. I could feel her trembling, could see the way her thighs shook with the effort of riding Enzo while I played with her most sensitive spots.
"I can feel you getting close.” My fingers worked in tight circles, coaxing her higher and higher until she was thrashing against me, bouncing frantically on his cock. "Your whole body is quivering from it. You're going to come for us, aren't you?"
She nodded frantically, her voice breaking on desperate whimpers. "Please, Brian. I need—"
"I know what you need," I said, increasing the pressure. "Come for us, Gem. Let us feel you come around his cock."
The orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body convulsing as she cried out. I could imagine her pussy milking Enzo's length, could see the way her back arched as pleasure crashed through her. She was beautiful in her release, uninhibited, and I knew she wasn't faking this.
"Hold on," I told Enzo. "Don't move."
