Page 59 of Deceptive Games
“You’re doing good. You can take him,” he said firmly, and once I stopped squirming, he wrapped his arms around me so I couldn’t move.
“I can stop,” Caden offered, but Skeeter shook his head.
“Keep going, just slow.”
I should’ve panicked from him restraining me, but I knew they’d make it feel good, so I took a deep breath and glanced back at Caden. “A little more.” He did as I asked, the burn getting worse until I couldn’t take it. “No more, fuck.”
“I’m almost in,” Caden said, but he stopped moving like I’d asked, his hand resting on my back. “Relax for me.”
“You take a dick in the ass then tell me how easy it is to relax,” I scowled, trying to do as I was told, but it was difficult. Then the prick pushed forward the rest of the way without warning, making me cry out. “Motherfucker!”
“There. All the way in,” Caden said casually as Skeeter chuckled, easing his hold on me.
“Who would’ve thought Holloway was going to be the impatient one?”
I took deep breaths, placing my hands on the bed to push myself up to glare down at Skeeter.
“That hurt, it’s not funny.”
“Hey, I’m being gentle. No need to glare at me,” he smirked, a gasp leaving me as he thrust up. “But he’s in now so I can move, right?”
I didn’t get to reply before he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me down for a kiss, scrambling my mind and making me forget all about Caden’s dick stretching my ass.
“Oh, fuck,” I choked out as Caden pulled out before pushing back in carefully, my nails digging into Skeeter’s chest.
He went a little faster, my clit rubbing against Skeeter as they both rocked into me, and my next orgasm almost knocked me the fuck out with how strong it was. I squirted a little and Skeeter growled, thrusting harder as he chased his own release.
“Fuck, baby girl. Come all over my cock.”
I had no choice but to lie there and let them both use me, my body weakened from the orgasms, and I knew when Caden was close because his hands tightened on my hips in a bruising grip as his thrusts became erratic.
Skeeter came first with a curse, slowing to a stop as Caden kept going, and I groaned as my body tingled with another impending orgasm. “I can’t come again.”
“Challenge accepted,” Caden panted, changing the angle of his thrusts a fraction and making me tense as it got stronger. I tried to escape as my pussy clamped down around Skeeter, but his arms kept me in place to let Caden torture me with pleasure a little longer, my body going slack as Caden finally thrust one last time and came.
I knew it had been strong for him too from the way I felt his thighs trembling.
“See? I can fuck without the knife,” Skeeter joked, and I didn’t miss the way his hand started stroking up and down my spine for reassurance as we laid there without moving.
“Good. Leave it more often,” Caden grumbled as he carefully eased out of me and walked naked to the bathroom for a washcloth.
“Pretty sure I have rich boy cum on my balls,” Skeeter muttered, pressing a kiss to my head. “You feel okay?”
“Yeah, that was good,” I mumbled sleepily, soaking in the oddly affectionate behavior.
Caden returned and started cleaning my ass, lifting me slightly so Skeeter could pull out. I didn’t expect him to keep cleaning me, but he did, helping me to my feet when he was done.
“Go shower with Skeet. I’ll shower in my room and meet you guys in the kitchen for some breakfast,” he offered, my eyes sliding to Skeeter.
“Did this bonding experience teach Rich Boy to share?” I asked in disbelief.
Skeeter chuckled and climbed out of bed, not seeming to give a shit that he had my cum dripping down his thighs. “We can play nice. Besides, he got you last night. C’mon, I’m fucking hungry. I didn’t get dinner on my way here. I need some of that rich people buffet shit you guys have.”
Caden laughed as he shoved his boxers on and left the room, and Skeeter ushered me into the bathroom before anyone could change their minds about being nice.
He didn’t throw me against the wall and fuck me again like I’d expected, his soapy hands scrubbing me clean between dropping random kisses on my lips and shoulder.
“Can you stay with me today or do you have crew stuff to do?” I asked as I slid my arms around his neck once I was clean, his hands moving to my waist.
