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A deep groan escapes me as he slips a fingertip inside, gradually easing forward until he’s a knuckle deep. Her thighs tremble. Her whimpers intensify. Those delicate fingers of hers curl against my skin, scraping her fingernails over the hair coating my stomach.
My cock is painfully hard, leaking everywhere. Eager and begging for her touch, her mouth, anything to bring some relief.
“Look at what you do to him, Mia. See how desperate he is, all of that from eating your pussy. Your big cowboy with his fat cock ready to go and bursting to fill you up at every opportunity.”
Above me, Mia gasps and moans loudly as I shove my tongue inside her.
Henri grips one ass cheek tight and makes a gritty noise while adding a second finger now. “He’s squeezing me so hard every time you make those sweet sounds. God, he’s going to lose his mind when you fuck him. The prettiest girl, taking this ass until he sprays cum all over himself.”
“I think—I think I’m gonna come again.” Her voice is breathy, almost apologetic. As if it’s a bad thing she’s worked up and out of her head, already primed to shatter again so soon.
“That’s it, beautiful,” Henri commands us both, encouraging Mia to tumble over the edge, all while starting to scissor his fingers, slowly prepping me. “Soak his face. Show him how much you enjoy having him at your mercy. Imagine how good it will feel when you can make a big man like him tremble, all for you. All for how well you fuck him.”
“Oh fuck. Oh god,” she chants.
“Imagine if I had you both this eager and desperate every day. I could fuck both of you just like this at the same time. Could tease you both every morning. See who moans the loudest and who comes hardest with my fingers inside your ass.”
And that’s the point when Mia detonates. Her cum coats my tongue as she buckles forward with the force of her climaxtaking hold. She’s so goddamn sweet, and Henri’s fingers graze that magic spot, making me set to work unreservedly as I lick up every drop of her release.
I damn near lose it right there, unable to do anything but moan into her pussy.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Mia is a vision.
Poised over our guy, she’s so tiny in comparison, kneeling between his meaty thighs. It’s obvious she’s a little unsure of the strap on, adjusting to the weight and feel of the curved end-piece now settled inside her. But her body is lax with pleasure and the enjoyment of seeing how much Reid wants this. As she shifts a little on her knees in the position I’ve helped her into, a breathy noise of pleasure escapes with the toy rubbing her inner walls.
She’s so fucking sexy.
Her long dark hair is tied up high, cascading down her nape in a loose ponytail. Reaching out, I catch the silky waves and push them to one side, before skating hungry fingers along the slope of her exposed shoulder. While tracing down her arm, I devour the sight of goosebumps peppering all that soft skin in my wake. From this angle, I can enjoy the dusky rose shade of her pebbled areolas and tightly furled nipples.
The worst part of me likes that she’s nervous. I’m greedy for that pitter-patter in her pulse and tremor in her limbs. I love that this is consensually pushing entirely beyond the boundaries of anything she’s ever done before. It sends embers glowing hot through my lower stomach and a throb in my cock at the knowledge I can guide her and teach her, and that our girl wants every facet of this experience.
Between the two of us, we’re going to give Reid something he absolutely longs for, and who would have thought the winter winds would blow Mia and her beautiful, gentle soul in our direction.
“Are you okay like this?” Bringing my hands down to settle over her waist, I steady her, using my body as a support, blanketing her spine.
“It feels good… different, but good.” She nods.
“Fuck, you look hot.” I grind against her ass for a moment, giving her a preview of what’s about to unfold. “And you’re gonna be deep inside, perfectly filling our boy, giving it to him just like this.”
Mia breathes a little harder. “What happens now?”
“We make sure you’re nice and ready.” I reach for the lube, drizzling a generous amount in my palm. Reaching around, fuck me, this is such an incredible turn on as I close my slick fist around the hot pink silicone. A position I’ve been in many a time with Reid quaking and begging for me to reach around and stroke his dick—only this time it’s her, with all her softness and sweetness and those rounded tits as I lube her dildo up. Once the shaft is thoroughly coated, I do the same to his ass.
Mia pants and squirms while enclosed in my arms, watching me prep Reid a little more. Whether she realizes just how much she loves watching, or not, I’m nothing but obliging when it comes to giving her a little more of a wicked show up close.
“Umphfff. Fuck.” Reid slaps a heavy palm against the sheets, hips lifting in desperation. Precum smears across his stomach as his cock bobs and kicks.
“Look at what you do to him, baby,” I murmur against Mia’s shoulder, letting my teeth graze her tender skin. “Shall we make him beg for it?”
That pulls a tiny laugh, a flutter of surprise, out of her. “No, you can’t be mean,” she warns.
“Ahh… mon big… our perfect girl is going to make me behave. Lucky for you.”
His Adam’s apple dips before a husky grunt escapes his tightly clenched jaw. “Mia.Please.” Reid begs anyway.
“Here, like this.” I gently pull my fingers from him, then encourage her to wrap her tiny fist around the shaft. Delicate painted fingernails in a glittery shade of merlot contrast against my rough calluses and tattooed hand. “Reid is gonna relax while we push his knees higher like this, see?”
