Page 73 of Daddies' Holiday Toy
My body yields around him inch by thick inch.
The stretch is intense, pulling a strangled noise from my throat that gets swallowed by Reece’s cock.
My fingers curl tighter into the couch cushions, knuckles aching, because there’s no way to brace for the way they’re overwhelming me from both ends.
Liam exhales sharply behind me, a sound that’s equal parts relief and hunger. “Fuck, Holly…”
His grip on my hips tightens, thumbs digging in, staking his claim.
Reece give a short, deliberate thrust, and it forces me to take him deeper just as Liam’s hips meet mine.
My eyes squeeze shut at the shock of it. I’m full, so fucking full. My whole body shivers at the way their rhythms threaten to sync.
I hear the faint creak of leather from the chair across from us.
Liam starts to move, pulling out almost to the tip before pushing back in with a deep, controlled roll of his hips.
The movement rocks me forward, making my throat open up further around Reece’s shaft until he’s hitting the back of my throat.
I gag lightly around him, eyes watering, but the groan it drags out of Reece makes me do it again.
Their voices layer over each other—Reece’s low, barely restrained curses above me and Liam’s gritted breathing in front.
They blend into something I feel all the way down my bones.
Every nerve ending is lit up, trapped between the drag of a cock in my mouth and the steady, claiming thrusts from my stretched hole.
“Look at her,” Liam murmurs, almost like he’s talking to Jack. “Taking us both like she was made for it.”
IswearI hear Jack’s breath hitch.
Reece smirks down at me, eyes dark. “Shewasmade for it.”
He strokes his thumb along my cheekbone, guiding my head slightly to the side so I look up at him even with my mouth stretched wide around him.
“Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”
I hum my answer.
Liam responds by slamming a little deeper, making the couch move under us, the blunt impact making me gasp around Reece.
The room is thick with heat, with heavy breathing and the faint slick sound of both of my holes.
Liam’s thrusts slow, dragging out of me until I’m clenching around nothing. It makes me whimper.
I feel the loss immediately, an ache blooming low in my belly from being left empty.
Liam’s hands slip from my hips, giving a lazy smack to my ass as he murmurs, “Let’s switch.”
Reece lets out a chuckle.
“You think you can handle being up here when I’ve been in her mouth this long? She might feel a little empty.”
“Funny,” Liam says. “Move it.”
Reece slides his cock from between my lips with one slow, deliberate pull, leaving me gasping in air like it’s the first real breath I’ve had in minutes.
He gives my cheek a light, almost affectionate pat before stepping back, making room for Liam to move around to the other side of the couch.
