Page 40 of Too Sweet

I’m so full. It feels so good.

But I’m also still empty and aching.

With an uncertain, shaky breath, I turn my head and rest my cheek on the satin blanket below me.

On instinct, I search for Decker. He’s just a few feet away, his expression both feverish and slack-jawed as his eyes dart from my face to where Kendrick’s length disappears inside my body.

“I need you,” I croak, unsure the words are even audible over the sound of all the moans and heavy breathing.

Decker’s eyes go wide and his whole body locks up. At that moment, K hits that hard-to-reach spot deep inside, resulting in my pussy clenching around nothing and reminding me once more just how empty I truly am.

Fuck.

“Decker.Please.”

I look back over my shoulder, locking eyes with K. He knows the question before I even ask, his sly smile confirming that he’s more than okay with what I’m craving right now.

“Yo. Daddy Genius,” Kendrick calls out, slowing his thrusts in the process. “We’re gonna need an assist.”

Relief washes over me. I’m so blissed out I don’t have enough brain cells to string together a coherent thought right now. I’m not about to try and explain the logistics of double penetration to the man who had rules about fornicating in open waters until a few hours ago.

“Let’s lay back for him,” Kendrick suggests. It shouldn’t be so easy, but K lifts me up and keeps us connected, lying on his back while keeping his cock buried deep in my ass.

The new angle lights up all my nerve endings, making it impossible for me to fight against the urge to touch myself.

I run my hands up my legs, rubbing my clit several times before reaching lower. I caress around my gaping hole, massaging right where Kendrick’s cock is stretching me wide. He groans behind me, gently thrusting up as I work us both over. I’m lost to the sensations, my eyes closed and my head tipped back to rest on Kendrick’s chest.

Panting, I brush my hands up my torso, cupping my breasts, then squeezing my nipples to the point of pain.

No matter how hard I squeeze, and despite how full I already feel, something’s missing. I know what it is. I just don’t know if he’s willing to give it.

When my lashes flutter open, I lock eyes with my husband. He’s right there, staring down at me, his jaw ticking in determination, nodding every few seconds as Kylian talks low in his ear. We’ve done this once before, but not like this. I’m already so sensitive and swollen—he’s going to have to fight to work his way in, especially at this angle.

He moves forward, cock in hand, stroking it slowly before dousing it with the lube Kylian provided.

Good call, Daddy Genius.

“This is what you want, Josephine?”

I tip my chin back proudly, letting him see my truth. “Yes. Fuck me, Decker. I want you to fill me all the way up while K fucks my ass.”

With a shuddering breath, he lines himself up.

“Ease into it,” Nicky encourages from the side.

Kendrick grunts. “Just get in here, Cap. You know how fucking good this is about to feel. She can take it.”

Decker looks from my cunt to my face, worry emanating off him in waves. “You’re sure?”

I bristle at his hesitation. I don’t know who he thinks he’s asking. Yes, I’m fucking sure. He needs to put it in. Right fucking now.

“Easy,” Kendrick soothes, his hands running down my sides until his fingertips find my clit. I instantly relax, grateful for his touch. He always knows what I need, sometimes even before I do.

“I’ll hold her still,” Kendrick promises. “Slow and steady, but when you feel resistance, just keep going. I swear she can take it, Cap. She wants you. She needs her husband right now.”

That does it.

Decker fumbles on the first few attempts, but once he’s in, he’s fucking in.