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Moto by M. Never (22)

I haven’t been able to think about anything but Kayla all damn day. The woman drives me bat-shit crazy without even trying.

All I keep picturing is that jeweled plug lodged in her ass, and how fucking perfect that primed hole is going to feel when I sink the entire length of my cock into it.

I walk through the front door ready to strip right in the foyer. I kick a black leather bag next to the door as I enter, and my stomach drops. I know who it belongs to, and he wasn’t scheduled to get home until late tonight.

“Kayla?” I raise my voice as I climb the stairs, anxious all of a sudden.

It’s dusk, so a soft light is overflowing through the house. I walk into my bedroom, and I’m struck with rage as hot as a bolt of white lightning.

“You’re home,” Kayla purrs, popping her head up from the pillow, her and Reese’s naked limbs tangled together on the bed. “We’ve been waiting for you.” She reaches out to me, but I’m frozen in place. Seeing her laying there with Reese does something inexplicable. It makes me tremble with an unidentifiable emotion.

“Dev?” Kayla beckons me again, and I manage to get my feet to move.

I prowl slowly over to the bed, shedding my clothes as I go. I keep my sole focus on Kayla, watching a lustful smile spread across her face.

She sits up, helping me push down my boxer briefs as I climb onto the mattress. Once they disappear, I clamp her face in my hands and kiss her deep and hard, invading her mouth with my tongue, claiming what’s mine.

“Have you been a good girl?” I ask, anger bubbling.

“No,” she answers. “I was very, very naughty.”

I glance over at Reese, who is just lying there grinning.

“You two have been having fun without me,” he states.

I wish it would stay that way. The insidious thought infects my brain.

I ignore Reese and concentrate solely on Kayla. I’ve been fantasizing about her all day, and I want what I want. Which is her.

“Flip over.” I’m rough, but I can’t help it. I’m buzzing with need and something else, something dangerous.

She climbs onto Reese, displaying her ass to me and the little jeweled plug. At least she managed to listen on that front.

I press on the jewel, Kayla moaning from the pressure.

“You ready for me, butterfly?” My voice is hoarse with lust and restrained aggression.

“Suck my cock, baby.” Reese strokes his growing shaft.

“No,” Kayla denies him. “I want you both. I need you both inside me.”

Her request heightens my anger. I’ve never had a problem sharing before, but presently, it’s making me enraged. I ignore the foreign feelings, solely focusing on Kayla’s ripe little ass.

“Who am I to deny you?” Reese pulls her face down, French kissing her as he flexes his hips and sinks into her pussy. My vision goes blurry, and my breathing accelerates. I don’t feel like myself.

“Dev,” Kayla’s desperate voice pulls me back as she rides my brother. “Hurry.” She looks over her shoulder enticingly. Communicating she wants me as much as him.

It doesn’t quell the agitated feeling, but it does spur me on, the plug taunting me to fuck her like I’ve wanted to all day.

I palm one ass cheek, slowly running my hand over the curve of her behind. I pull at the plug; Kayla widens her legs straddled over Reese, preparing for me. Her wanton sighs giving me multiple kinds of chills. Good, bad, and indifferent, but the lure of her ass cloaks my animosity. I pull the plug from her body, her stretched little hole ensnaring me. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for. I lick my hand, lubing my cock with spit, then, without hesitation, dive into her. I sink in all in one shot, the reverberation affecting us all. The engulfing sensation of her elasticized hole shoots straight to my balls, spurring me to move.

The sound Kayla makes as she accepts me is one I’ve never heard before. It’s a mix of breathy excitement and unseen shock. She stills on Reese’s chest as her body adjusts to the jolt and my thick, pistoning cock.

“Fuck, Kayla.” I thrust with a clenched jaw, my whole body locked up tight.

“Oh God, I missed this,” she respires as Reese and I find a rhythm.

“You love our cocks inside you. Filling you all up?” Reese traps Kayla’s face, kissing her as we fuck.

“I just love you.” I feel like a third wheel as they connect, more anger rising up. “Both of you.” She barely forces the last part out. “Reese,” she strains, sending me over the edge. It’s my name she should be saying and only my cock bringing her pleasure. I punch my hips harder, digging in as deep as I can. I don’t even withdraw; just keep pushing forward until all she feels is me.

“Dev!” Kayla reaches around and sinks her nails into my thigh. “Dev, that hurts!” She shrieks, but it’s too late to stop because an orgasm has already seized me. I black out, coming viciously, Kayla’s tense ass strangling me tightly.

There are echoes of voices as the shockwave passes.

“Dev! Dev! Devlin, get off her!” Reese’s voice breaks through the barrier.

I scurry back, nearly falling off the bed. My eyes focus on Reese’s pissed off face and Kayla’s fresh tears. What the fuck just happened?

“What’s up with you, man? You hurt her!”

My bewildered gaze jumps between them before I bound off the bed and scoop up my clothes.

I leave without a word, spooked out of my mind.