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GOLDYN

Somewhere in the span of two minutes, I’d gone from riding Sincere to him grabbing me up and flipping us on the bed. When he rose up on his knees to look down at me, I let him push my knees to my chest and fuck his hips in shallow thrusts, slowly filling me up and withdrawing even slower. His dick stretched me out, opening me up to take every beautiful inch of him.

My eyes rolled back.

My mouth hung open.

Even without him falling all the way inside, I was full and so damn close to my first orgasm, my pussy ached with the need to release. I’d been edging myself too long before he was seated inside of me and now I needed it like I needed oxygen. Needed to release every pent up emotion I couldn’t express with words. Because it felt like Sincere’s dick had been made for me and I didn’t know how I could ever go back to not having it.

He spread my legs wider, so my knees touched the comforter on either side of me instead of my chest, creating more space for him to fuck me deeper.

He bit down on his bottom lip in concentration, accentuating the dimples in his cheeks and that’s when I lost control. Something so simple and I went careening off the edge of the cliff, lost in waves of pleasure and the way this man looked when he was pleasing me.

It was addicting. It was vital. It was everything I needed.

My orgasm barreled into me, my pussy gripping Sin until he couldn’t move, and forced him to watch me shudder and shake through every wave of intense pleasure.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me.”

Oh my god.

“I’ll never get over how pretty you look coming on my dick.”

Before I could catch my breath and respond to his praise, the bed dipped behind us and a ghost of a smile pulled Sincere’s lips up. He leaned closer to me, erasing the space between our torsos until his warm breath coasted over my freckles. He was still deep inside of me, his dick absorbing the lingering spasms of my climax.

“I got you, okay?” He whispered against my cheek. When I frowned up at him, he kissed me hard. Until his hips jerked forward and he went impossibly deeper inside of me.

“Sin.”

His tongue ran over my jaw before following the same path with soft kisses that made me clench all around him. The next thing I heard was a bottle cap snapping open and I knew it was lube when Lorenzo shook something in his grip before squirting it in his palm.

Sincere tensed for a second above me and I could imagine the cool gel hitting his skin before Lorenzo worked some along his dick.

“Can I fuck you while he fucks me, Goldyn?”

I was so gone from the force of my completion that it took me forever to register what he said.

So he asked me again, adding, “If you tell me no, we won’t do this. But I need you both so bad right now, I?—”

“Yes,” I replied, not needing to hear more. The torture twisting his face melted away before the bed dipped again and I saw Lorenzo’s hand at Sincere’s tatted waist.

His fingers flexed as he lined himself up behind the man on top of me.

My heart knocked out a furious rhythm.

My breath hitched in the back of my throat.

And my eyes stayed pinned to them as Lorenzo worked in the first inch, whispering in Sincere’s ear the whole time. “You can take it, baby.”

Pleasure and pain contorted his face before he bit down on his lip and threw his hips back to take another inch.

“Fuck, you feel good.” Their groans came out in unison and my already drenched pussy flooded with even more arousal.

Sincere’s dick pulsed inside of me, and even though he wasn’t moving, the fullness alone sent my senses into overdrive. That and watching his husband fuck into him, inch by inch, was going to be my undoing.

Lorenzo froze, his hands still gripping Sincere’s waist while he murmured something in his ear. I couldn’t hear it, but the soft timbre of his voice and the gentle kisses he stamped across Sincere’s neck was…everything.

“Just fuck her and I got us. Okay, baby?”