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Abby
She awoke to Deacon nuzzled to her breast. Cole was pressed against her back. She opened her eyes. Deacon smiled.
“Good morning, sweetheart.”
“When did you two get home? I never heard you come in.”
They were naked. She felt the warmth of their skin under the covers.
Cole kissed her neck. “It was after midnight. You must have been exhausted.”
“I’m sorry,” she apologized.
“We shouldn’t have both left you alone all night,” Deacon answered. “Someone should have been with you.”
“I thought we established I have some independence now,” she teased.
Deacon trailed a finger over her breast, coaxing her nipple to perk. She felt Cole’s hand round over her bottom, cupping her heat.
She groaned.
“Do you want that independence right now?” Deacon taunted. “Or do you want us to fuck you properly?”
She reached forward, clasping his solid cock in her hand. It dribbled with drops of dew on her fingertips. She sighed as Cole pressed his shaft between her legs.
“What do you want, Abby?” He nipped at her ear.
“I want you both right now,” she whispered. “Please don’t make me wait any more. I can’t take it if you tell me no.”
He growled. “I want to fuck your ass, baby. You know that, right?”
She nodded. “I want you inside me at the same time as Deacon. I have to know what it feels like.”
Deacon ran his fingers between her legs, massaging her folds. Her pried her slit wide, sliding a finger inside her. She whimpered. She loved how he made her juices flow for him. She rocked into his hand.
“He’s not gentle. One taste of your ass and he’s going to lose his mind,” he warned. “Let’s wait.”
The excitement and fear coursed through her. How could Cole be the wild one? She didn’t know if it was possible. But she trusted Deacon.
Cole’s palm coasted along her spine, pushing the hair from her neck. His lips trailed kisses across her shoulders. “I’ll fuck you deep, baby.”
“Oh God,” she moaned. She pushed into Deacon’s fingers.
“Are you ready for that?”
She didn’t want to think, only to act. But the fear was stronger than her sense of sexual adventure.
She shook her head. “I’m scare, Cole.”
“It’s ok,” he groaned. She knew he was restraining himself. “We have all the time in the world. We will share this bed every night.”
Deacon rolled on his back pulling her on top of him. “Let’s give Cole a little of what he wants.” He winked.
She grinned at him, sliding back on her hands and knees until her mouth was over Deacon’s beautiful shaft. She took a long slow lick, inhaling it. She loved how he tasted.
He folded his hands behind his head and watched her mouth take him in steady pumps.
“Fuck, yeah. So hot, baby.” Cole positioned himself behind her, slapping her on the ass.
Within seconds his face was buried between her legs. He went wild, sliding his tongue between her slit and diving it in her pussy. He maneuvered it higher, pumping a finger inside her, driving her to the brink as his tongue played with the ridge of muscles around her forbidden zone.
Every time they penetrated there, she knew she wasn’t ready. She loved it more each time. It was getting easier, but this morning wasn’t the day she’d take all of Cole’s cock. He had more work to do to get her ready.
He licked at her entrance, playing with her hole, before he broke away.
Abby rode up and down Deacon’s cock with her tongue circling his long shaft. He thrust inside her. She loved this angle. She could control how deep it was. She looked into his eyes, locking into his lust. His abs rippled with cuts of muscle.
She almost jerked off his cock when she felt Cole behind her again. He opened the lube and lathered it on her hole.
“Ready for level three?” he asked.
She stared at Deacon, giving him her answer.
“Oh this is going to be sweet.” He looked over her shoulder at his friend.
She wiggled back, feeling the lube coat her backside. She had managed to handle levels one and two. She was ready to graduate. She wanted them to know how dedicated she was to her studies.
“Spread that little ass far, baby,” Cole commanded. His demeanor in bed was so different than the rest of his personality. Every time he switched to his authoritative self it turned her on.
She did as he asked, feeling her ass expand. He rubbed more lube between her legs and then pushed something so wide and thick inside her, she squealed. She reeled up off Deacon’s cock.
He reached up to steady her.
“Relax, baby.”
She smiled. “No. It’s good. So good.” She ran her hands through her hair, letting it fall to her shoulders as her hands moved to her breasts. “Oh, do it again, Cole.”
Deacon watched in utter amazement.
“Shit. His jaw dropped. “She’s a fucking rock star.”
She lowered herself to his cock, this time fitting the entrance of her pussy on his head. She slammed on to him as Cole fucked her ass with the biggest dildo in the stash. Her core and ass sizzled with fire. It tore through her rapidly, burning so fast she thought she’d come before she could get Deacon there.
She rode him hard, but he wasn’t anxious for things to end quickly. He was turned on by watching Cole behind her. She saw the hunger in his eyes.
The dildo spread her, filled her. She bucked backward, glancing over her shoulder. All this time they had been careful not to go to fast, when what felt good was something that stretched her fully. She knew was it was that could satisfy her beyond words. Cole looked at her. She nodded at him.
“I want you, Cole. I know I can handle it. No more toys. I want you. All of you inside my ass.”
“Fuck,” he growled. He threw the baton on the floor. He didn’t second guess her. He didn’t argue anymore. His huge cock pressed to her ass. His hands gripped her waist. She held Deacon’s gaze as Cole sliced into her with a thrust enough to knock the air from her lungs.
“Oh Cole.” The tears streamed down her face.
She rocked onto Deacon’s cock, feeling the soothing ecstasy fill her then she rose up, knowing the fire was coming.
Cole slammed into her. She was blinded with a white light of pain. She hissed.
She looked in Deacon’s eyes as he pushed into her.
She couldn’t help it. The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she didn’t say it first.
Deacon’s hands cupped her face. “I love you, Abby.”
The tears splashed to his chest from her eyes. “Oh God, I love you too.”
Cole pumped inside her, holding her waist close to his body. There was no where for her to go but to feel the intensity. To live in the moment of their bodies forever knowing each other in this place. For him to be buried so deep in her ass she’d never forget what they shared. She cried as he kissed her neck.
“I love you so much, Abby. I love you, baby.”
“Cole, I love you,” she sobbed. “I love you.”
He lowered her back to Deacon, who thrust with a rock of his hips as they all began to surrender to the release searing under their skin. Abby knew it would control her. There was nothing she could do but let herself fall. To give in to their passion. To fully give her body to these two men. To let them catch her and hold her as she came deeper than she ever had.
“Your ass is mine, baby,” Cole yelped.
“Yes,” Abby answered. “Take it.”
Deacon leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers. “I fucking love you.”
She let the orgasm radiate from inside her. Like a soothing light coating her from the inside out. It burned and seared, melting their bodies into one.
Deacon exploded inside her walls as Cole emptied his orgasm where no man had touched her. She jolted back and forth between them. Lost in their love. Lost in their bodies. Lost to pure happiness.