“Damn, Sax, she’s wet.” His fingers slid through the drenched folds of her pu**y.
“Wet and wild,” Sax whispered, staring down at her as she raised her eyes to his, her mouth filled with his c**k as she moaned in excitement.
She worked her mouth on him as much as the hands in her hair allowed, but as she felt the cooling sensation of lubrication gel being applied to the stretched entrance to her ass, she stilled.
She watched Sax, seeing his expression tighten as he watched Daniel slowly stretch and lubricate her ass. His face was twisted with arousal, but something more. Something undefined as Daniel moved and the head of his c**k nudged against her.
His eyes came to hers again, the dark color flaring with emotion, pleasure. Pride. Then she couldn’t see, couldn’t hear anything but her own strangled screams as she felt the thick c**k easing inside her.
Sax eased back, pulling his c**k from her mouth, though he continued to hold her head up, to watch her as Daniel slowly worked his c**k up her ass.
“Sax. Sax…Oh God…it burns…” Hard hands held her hips as she bucked against the penetration, desperate to force more of the hard flesh inside her. “Make it stop…”
She was screaming, arching, her pu**y so hot, so wet now she could feel the excess dampening her thighs.
“So pretty.” His thumbs smoothed over her cheeks as she stared up at him imploring, feeling every bulging inch of Daniel’s c**k as it slowly filled her. “Let it go, Marey,” he whispered. “Just let the pleasure control. Not you.”
She tried to shake her head. She couldn’t allow that. If she did, she might not survive never having it again.
“You will,” he crooned, glancing past her as Daniel groaned roughly. “You’re tight, Marey, he’s having to work his dick inside you. Do you know how good that feels, having to move so slow and easy? Can you feel it, Marey? The edge between pleasure and pain. It’s the same for Daniel, working his c**k up your ass as you tighten on him, wondering which sensation is stronger and dying for more.”
She tried to shake her head. She needed him to just shut the hell up. She couldn’t fight him and these sensations.
“Look at me, Marey.” His voice hardened as her eyes closed. They opened again slowly. “Look at me. He’s almost filling you, just a few more inches, baby. He’s going to work that tight ass open then f**k you slow and easy. And I’m going to watch your face, sweetheart. Watch you fly over the edge while you scream.”
Scream? She couldn’t breathe, how was she supposed to scream?
All she could do was concentrate on the rising tension in her body, feeling Daniel slide in those inches until he was seated inside her to the hilt, filling her with every inch of cock.
And it wasn’t enough. She whimpered, shaking, staring up at him, terrified to ask for what she needed. If she did, how would she maintain her distance from him?
Behind her, she felt Daniel’s hands grip the curve of her bu**ocks, pulling them further apart as she watched Sax glance behind her. Daniel pulled back then, causing her to clench her teeth tight, to hold back a scream as he began to work his c**k in and out. Long slow, deep thrusts and retreats, shafting her rear with measured thrusts as she felt the pleasure building inside her. Pleasure, pain, fire and ice. The alternating sensations shuddered along her nerve endings as each stroke of Daniel’s erection inside her pushed her past the point of control.
She needed more.
She strained against Sax’s hold on her face, needing to bury her face in the pillowed armrest, to chant her needs in silence so he couldn’t hear.
He smiled down at her tightly, his lips pulling back from his teeth, his teak dark face twisted in pleasure as he watched her, his gaze going from her face to the point where Daniel was f**king her ass with diabolically slow strokes.
“Sax…” she whimpered his name, unable to hold back the unspoken plea raging through her body. “Please…”
“Please what, baby?” His hands held her face steady. “Tell me what you want, Marey. All you have to do is ask me for it. That’s all. Anything you want. It’s yours.”
She wasn’t going to make it. She moaned at the knowledge that he had known her better than she knew herself. She couldn’t deny it, the pleasure, the edge of pain, or her need for him.
“More…” she mouthed silently.
His thumb smoothed over her lips.
“I have to hear you, baby,” he groaned, compassion and more reflecting in his gaze.
She didn’t want to see that more.That emotion she couldn’t admit to, even to herself.
Behind her, Daniel continued to move, each stroke breaking her control further. She was full, yet she was empty. She needed more, needed that something that would push her over the edge and send her screaming into climax.
“Fuck me,” she demanded roughly, driving back on Daniel’s c**k as his hold slackened.
Instantly, a light, reproving smack was delivered to the curve of her buttock.