Page 68 of Winter Wishlist
Mia hums and nods. “Please. I want this. I want you both.”
“We’ll go slow. Any time you need to stop, or want to take a break, just talk to us, baby.” Reid feathers soft kisses against her neck between his words as his big palm finds the vibrator and slips it between their bodies to seek out her clit.
“Holy ffffuckkkk.” Mia simply melts as the low buzzing starts up against that bundle of nerves.
Her body relaxes, and I press forward, seeking entrance into the tightest, hottest little channel I’ve ever experienced. My tip slips inside, and I damn well shudder at the feeling.
“Christ. Baby.Fuck.”
Reid lets out a feral noise, with the added sensation of me starting to work forward. I can feel him filling her, and fuck my life, I’m having to fight my way in. By the time I’ve ever so carefully sunk deeper and deeper, we’re all drenched with sweat. This room feels a thousand goddamn degrees, and Mia drapes forward over Reid, boneless with pleasure.
She begs me to go harder, that she can take it, and each time her pleading little voice fills my ears, it’s pure torture not to give in and simply start fucking the way she’s inviting me to.
I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt her. Not for her first time. Not ever.
Mia trembles her way through another orgasm that nearly grips us both until we pass out. But the pleasure weaves its magic and her body relaxes, until finally—fucking finally—I’m seated inside her, and I just about see the entire goddamn universe behind my eyelids.
“H—Henriiii,” she whimpers my name. No longer able to form words, but instead kisses Reid with sloppy urgency.
Our girl is as ready as she’ll ever be, and I withdraw just a little before giving an experimental thrust. It drives us all together. My cock rubs against Reid through her thin inner wall, and we all dissolve into a series of groans.
“Do you like it when I do that?”
Mia’syesis a gasp, followed by a whine. “More. Yes. God.More.”
Holding her ass spread wide so I can watch my cock sink in and out, I’m in heaven. The best kind. Fucking her, and Reid at the same time, goes so far beyond how good I ever thought something this carnal could feel.
None of us are gonna last long.
Filth pours out of me unrestrained as I lose myself to the slow, steady rhythm of driving forward over and over.
“This tight little hole is all mine. I’m gonna fill this tight little ass whenever I want. Every day. God, let me stick my dick in your ass every day, baby. It’s too good.Fuck. You feel too good.”
Mia’s words flow in choppy little whimpers. “It’s yours. Every day. Use me. Fuck me. Every day.”
I try to convince myself it’s just words for Mia. It’s just sex. She’s getting off on this possessive bullshit just as hard as I am, and that’s a beautiful thing to give her. But for me, that’s where I fail to see it asjustsex anymore. When I say I want her every day, I’m not pretending or joking. I want her to stay here with us, to be with us. In more ways than just physical intimacy, I’ve fallen hard, just like Reid has.
Our climaxes take over, with Mia crying out and clamping down around us, her channel squeezing rhythmically as she falls apart. I feel the exact moment Reid loses it, surging up inside her. His cock pulses and hips jerk until he’s reduced to nothing more than a series of twitches and groans, still fully seated inside her.
That heat and pressure race for me. It spins my head off its axis, as a flash shoots down to the base of my spine where my release awaits, locked and loaded.
“Where do you want me to come?” My fingers dig deep into her hips. The cadence of my thrusts falters as I teeter on the brink.
She moans, her walls still rippling around us both. “Inside. Please.Please.”
“Fffuuuck. Oh fuck, baby.” Everything goes blank. The heat of her tight little channel consumes me, and I pump into her with an explosive release. Feeling my cum rocket inside her is beyond anything I’ve ever felt before.
Mia clenches around me, maybe coming again, I don’t fucking know.
What I do know is that I love how it feels to all be together. In these pleasure-soaked moments, panting and murmuring heated words to each other as we manage to slowly come back into our bodies, absolutely… but it’s more than that. It’s the quiet snatches of time spent together, also. Showing Mia my art, hearing about her favorite books, laughing at the goofy position Stella has rolled into while asleep, with all four paws pointing at the ceiling.
There aren’t enough words to truly describe this feeling when she’s with Reid, and I see them smile and sneak little glimpses of each other. There isn’t a phrase to sum up the contentment that glows inside my chest knowing Reid is happy and she’s happy, and that just makes me fucking happy right there with them.
It’s like I can scoop up how they’re feeling in the palms of my hands and experience all that joy and heightened emotions as if I was there with them. A song threading and weaving its vibration through all of us at the same time.
“Teach me something in French.” Mia strokes my jaw, curled against my chest. Thick eyelashes fan across her flushed cheeks as she whispers in a sleepy little voice.
We’ve managed to fumble our way into a puddle of heavy limbs and the collective come down from something so goddamn intense I’m still barely back in my body. Reid’s heavy arm draped across her waist so that we’re able to thread our fingers together. His thumb draws lazy circles in the center of my palm.
