both of them, he must have meant both of them actually inside her at the same time. Wow. She’d never had two men before. Well, she’d never been fucked by anyone but Miles before. He’d certainly fucked her every possible way, and sometimes with a dildo as well as his cock, but whoa, baby, this was going to be something else again.
And she wanted it. Wanted them. Wanted both of these amazing, gentle, caring men. She could only hope they wouldn’t notice her tons of excess poundage until after they’d come. For a moment she shivered in fear that they’d lose their erections when they looked at her body. But hell, that was one thing she had a lot of experience in. Giving a man an erection. Miles had always blamed her when things didn’t go well in bed. And likely he was often right. But she sure as hell could arouse the deadest cock and make it stand up again. Miles had bashed those skills into her very thoroughly.
Ryia relaxed. Right now she was incredibly aroused herself. More than she could recall being for a very long time. Her cunt was full of her honey, her ass was ready to be penetrated, and her breasts were heavy and aching with need.
“I’m ready,” she whispered softly, hoping they wouldn’t object to her speaking in the bedroom. Miles hated her to speak. He said it destroyed his mood.
“You’re a quiet little thing, aren’t you? Maybe we can get you to scream when you come this time,” said Elijah, rolling onto his back and lifting her over his body. Instantly Ryia put her knees on the mattress and lifted her ass off Elijah’s hips so her weight wouldn’t crush him.
He gripped her hips. “No, sit on my hips. Take my cock in your pretty pussy.”
From somewhere he’d gotten a condom and sheathed himself. She had no idea when or where he’d done that, but obediently she raised up over his cock and held it at her entry, letting him stretch and fill her most deliciously as he drove deep inside her. Either he was a whole lot bigger than Miles, or else she’d grown much tighter over the past four years from not having had any sex. Likely the latter, she supposed.
When he was balls deep inside him, she balanced on her knees, her ass just resting on his pelvis. Now he was so close to her he had to notice her round belly and thick thighs. Fortunately he pulled her face down and kissed her. She closed her eyes, hoping he wouldn’t look at her ugly body.
Behind her Asher parted her ass cheeks and pressed his cock at her back door. He wiggled, rocked, and pushed his way in, and she was overcome with amazement at how her body made the space for him. Elijah seemed huge inside her. She was so full. Yet behind her Asher was joining them and her body accepted him, welcomed him. Hell, she wanted him and wanted them both to start fucking her. Their bodies around her like this were driving her wild with need.
It was crazy since this was a one-night stand, but right now she felt more loved than she’d felt since the early days of her marriage. These men cuddled and held her so lovingly, it was almost enough to make her cry with happiness. Of course, that really would be the end of their conference romance if she cried. No man would put up with her blotchy cheeks and red nose. But still, she was overwhelmed with their gentle care of her right now. Except she really wanted them to move.
Well, they hadn’t complained when she spoke before. “I’m ready,” she said again, watching Elijah to see that he wasn’t angry with her for speaking.
“You feel wonderful,” he replied, gripping the back of her head with one hand as he kissed her.
She lifted her mouth off Elijah’s in horror, when Asher pulled her legs off the bed and pinned her flat on top of Elijah with his bodyweight. She pushed her head down against his shoulder wondering if she could support herself with her hands, perhaps, but already the men were starting to pull their cocks out of her. Was it all over already? She knew she was far too
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