DEAN

I sit back and watch as Tyler peels off her sweater, exposing Brenna’s perfect tits. My mouth waters as he unclasps the bra and her dusky nipples pucker with need. Silver rings hang from each hard nubs.

Fuck, I want to suck and bite those tits, pull on those rings with my teeth. I want to bury myself balls deep in her sweet pussy. But I catch the look in Tyler’s eyes. He needs to touch her more than I do, so I’m happy to watch and direct for now.

Whatever happens in the next few hours will change everything. For all of us. We need to go slow, figure out the dynamic. And I need to see how Brenna and Tyler are together. I know they’ve had sex before, but they were both so young. They’ve both older and hopefully a little more mature. Although with Tyler, it really is a toss-up.

He’s got her down to just her underwear, and I wave them over. “Lay her down, here,” I say, patting at the space between my legs.

Brenna tears her gaze away from Tyler long enough to send me a questioning glance. Tyler picks up on her hesitation and kisses her gently, cradling her face in his hands. “Don’t worry. We’ll take care of you. I promise.”

“You’re in control,” I say. “If we do something that makes you uncomfortable, all you have to do is say stop. You trust me— trust us, right?”

She licks her lips and nods. “Yes.”

I scoot forward to the edge of bed and Brenna settles between my legs. “There you go, sweetheart. Lean against me and let Tyler taste that sweet pussy of yours.”

She stiffens in my arms and Tyler shoots a questioning look my way. We share an entire conversation in that one glance. He’ll make it good for her. I just need to help her relax.

Tyler drops to his knees and slides his hand up her hip.

Brenna breath hitches. “You don’t—”

“Shhh. He wants to,” I whisper in her ear. “Look at him. He’s been dying to taste you.”

I wrap an arm around her waist, whispering all the things we want to do to her until she relaxes back against me.

Tyler starts slowly, kissing her knee, the inside of her thigh, her hip bone. It’s hot as fuck. My cock strains against her back, demanding equal time. Her muscles contract beneath my arm with each kiss, but I can smell the musky scent of her arousal. She’s just as turned on.

Unable to resist, I cup one of her breasts and pull on her nipple ring. She sucks in a breath and drops her head back on my shoulder, her hips rocking forward.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Let us take care of you.”

Tyler pushes aside her panties and slides a finger up her slit. “She’s soaked.”

He dips his fingers in again, gathering the moisture, and then circled the pink jewel of her clit. Brenna shudders, a needy mewling cry coming from deep in her throat.

“You want him to eat you, don’t you?” I say into her ear as Tyler continues to tease her clit. I pinch a nipple when she doesn’t respond. “You want to feel his lips on your cunt, licking up all those sweet juices? Lay back a little more,” I say against her skin, my own need rising. “Take off her underwear. I’m going to fucking love watching him make you come.”

Obediently, Brenna shifts her hips closer to the edge of the bed as Tyler slides the lacy material down over her knees and tosses them to the floor. He lowers his head and with one single stroke, licks the length of her pussy. Her skin ripples under my touch, and she digs her nails into my thigh.

“She likes that. Do it again.” I let go of her waist and cup her other breast, kneading in time with each of Tyler’s stokes, until she’s writhing in my arms.

“Oh, God. Please,” Brenna moans and pushes back, using my body as leverage to get more pressure from Tyler.

I pull her back against my chest, letting her full weight press against my aching cock. I could probably come just from the friction of her rocking hips, but that’s not how I want to end the night. I shift, giving myself some reprieve and watch as Tyler fucks her with his tongue.

Her muscles coil under my touch as he starts to move faster, adding a finger, and then another. Her whole body is shaking, and I know it won’t be long.

“She’s there. Suck her clit,” I say, my voice hoarse. I pinch her nipples between my fingers, tugging hard on the silver rings. “Come, for him sweetheart. Right there on his tongue.”

That is all it takes to push her over the edge. She goes rigid in my arms, crying out to the heavens. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. My balls ache to be inside her. This isn’t the first time I’ve done something like this, but tonight—with Brenna and Tyler—everything's different. She’s perfect. It’s like she was made for the both of us.   

Limp, Brenna falls back onto my chest, her ragged breaths still coming fast. And then she giggles.

Tyler leans back on his heels, his own cock straining against his pants. “Good?”

She looks to him and then back to me, eyes heavy with satisfaction, and nods. “Good.”

That look undoes me. I can’t wait any longer. “I need to be inside you,” I say, honestly.

Without having to say a word, Tyler moves in. “Sit up, baby.” He helps her up and shifts her position until she’s facing me. I grab a condom from the bed and work it down the base of my aching shaft.

“See how hard you made him,” Tyler whispers in her ear. “I want to watch you ride him.”

Brenna nods and raises up on her knees, moving forward until the tip of my dick is pressed against her wet pussy. “Like this?” she asks, looking to Tyler for direction now.

“Good girl,” he says, taking a step back, cock in hand. “Relax.”

I shift my hips, aligning my cock at her entrance, and thrust up in a single, smooth move. I blow out a shaky breath and close my eyes, trying hard not to come. She feels so good, and after watching her with Tyler, it’s a struggle not to come. Her cunt squeezes me as she rises up on her knees and sinks down again.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” I say, opening my eyes. “Take all of me.”

She’s breathtaking. Her black hair spilling down her shoulders, breasts swaying with the rhythm of our movement. Her skin is flush and slick with sweat.

Tyler moves behind her and licks the moisture from her neck. Then he leans her back against his chest, changing the angle. She cries out as my dick hits her g-spot and rocks faster.

“You’re so beautiful,” Tyler says, sliding his hand between us, stroking her clit.

The extra stimulation, causes her to squeeze me tighter, and her movements start to falter. She’s close to coming, already, but then again, so am I. I dig my fingers into her hips, and I thrust up. Everything narrows to where our bodies are joined. We move faster, harder. Skin slapping. Moans. Breathing.

“That’s right, baby,” Tyler says through the haze of sex. “Come. Come all over his cock.”

A few more thrusts and she’s screaming my name. I hold her down as she pulses around me until I can’t take it anymore. I drive up, once, twice, and then let go. Pleasure crashes into me, and the universe explodes.

Brenna slumps down over my body, sweat dripping from her skin. We stay joined for several long moments, catching our breath. I kiss her temple and smooth back the hair from her face.

“You were fantastic. I didn’t hurt you did I?” I graze her hip where I’d held it. Her creamy skin is red, and there’s bound to be a bruise tomorrow.

“It’s fine. I like it when you take control,” she says and shifts off me.

I groan as my softening cock slides out, and I take care of the condom, acutely aware of Tyler watching us. I grab another, handing it over to him.

“Are you up for round two?”