She gritted her teeth against the sensation. Jesse smacked her ass again, a jarring erotic pleasure/pain.
“Do that again, man. She just clamped down so hard.” Cade pulsed inside her.
Jesse spanked her one more time, and then she felt the cool lube hit her skin. Jesse parted her ass cheeks and touched her. There. Right there. Where no man had gone before. Where she’d pretty much thought no man would ever want to go.
“Shh, hush now.” Cade wrapped his arms around her. “Just let him play. If you don’t like it, then we don’t have to. But I am curious as to what you thought would happen.”
He had the sweetest grin on his face. She shuddered as she felt Jesse massage the ring of muscles that comprised her asshole. “I thought you would take turns.”
“I don’t want that.” Jesse’s voice went deep and low. “I want to share. I like to share. I grew up alone, Gemma. I know it makes me perverse, but I like sharing. I like knowing I’m not alone in taking care of you. I like knowing Cade is right there, in case I can’t provide you with something. This is who I am, Gemma.”
She had to bite her lip. He was asking her to accept him for who he was. In a normal person that would include putting up with his control issues or the fact that he liked to sleep with the fan on, but no, Jesse McCann had to add a rider to this particular contract. Anal sex. Accept me, accept my cock up your ass. Yeah, she could see that particular contract.
He pressed in and she groaned. Intimacy, pure and simple. She’d worried it would feel like a rectal exam, but she’d been wrong. Maybe it was the fact that she had a huge pulsing cock in her pussy or the fact that Jesse was talking like no doctor had ever spoken to her.
“You’re so fucking tight, baby. Cade’s cock is stretching you. Think about what it will be like when this is a dick in your ass. You’ll be so full. You won’t be able to breathe, but we’ll do it for you. We’ll do anything to make sure you let us fuck you like this. We’ll get addicted to it. I’ll just look at you and I’ll be able to feel how tight this hot little asshole can get.”
He rimmed her, stretching her as Cade moaned and fucked into her.
She already felt full. So full. So close to the edge of pain, but firmly in a state of pleasure. When she’d read up on erotic games, this wasn’t what she’d imagined. This was so much more. So much deeper.
“That’s right. Fuck my fingers, baby.” Jesse’s fingers scissored inside her. “Fuck, Cade. She’s a goddamn natural. She’s actually fucking my fingers. She took two fingers beautifully. She’s going to be an anal goddess.”
Gemma couldn’t help it. She laughed. Of all the titles she’d ever aimed for in her life, she might end up being proudest of Anal Goddess. And she was more determined than ever to really please these men who had given her so much. She moved her hips, pressing down to take Cade all the way. She pushed back, fucking against Jesse’s fingers.
She found a lovely rhythm. Over and over she moved, letting herself go, allowing herself a freedom she’d never had before. She let go, trusting them more than she’d trusted anyone in her life. She rode the sensation and her whole body went up in a grand wave of pleasure. She felt Cade’s shout of completion as she fell forward, her body against his.
But they weren’t done. “Damn it, Gemma. Get back on your knees. I’m dying here.”
She was breathless as Cade kissed her and rolled out from under her.
She was so happy. She just let them manipulate her whatever way they wanted. She was a sweet little Barbie ready for their pleasure. She heard the sound of a condom unwrapping.
“Do you have any idea how hard that is to do with one damn hand? But I’m not about to take the time to go wash up. We can do that later. I have to have you now.” His cock thrust in.
She moaned as he filled her up. Jesse slammed into her, fucking her hard. She would have said she couldn’t come again, but the feeling built. And she was missing something. Damn it. One time and she already craved it. “Put your fingers back in.”
Jesse never let up. “What?”
“I need your fingers. Please play with my ass. I want you to.”
He groaned again, his fingers sliding deep. “Damn it, Gemma, you’re going to kill me.”
But he didn’t stop. He fucked her hard, his cock sliding in and out in time with his fingers. She gasped as she felt a hand on her clit. Cade. He stood at the side of the bed, pinching and working her clit as Jesse fucked her pussy and her ass. Overwhelmed. She couldn’t handle another second and screamed as she came for a second time that morning. Cade held her up so Jesse could finish, groaning as he pressed in as far as he could go.
Jesse fell against her, pulling his fingers out and resting against her back.
A sense of complete peace swelled. This was right where she wanted to be. In that one moment, she didn’t need anything beyond this place and these men. And she wanted her promised breakfast.
“What do I have to do to get breakfast in bed?”
Jesse pushed himself off the bed. “Well, first off you can explain to me why I had to hear from Nate that someone’s threatening you.”
The sweetness of afterglow fled. “What?”
Jesse stared down at her. “I want you to think long and hard about what you’re going to say to me. I’m in a damn good mood right now, Gemma. I’m close to forgiving Nate and Cam. I’m close to deciding that you just don’t understand what it means to be in a relationship and that I should cut you some slack. I’m going to go clean up.” He reached for his pants, covering that cock that already seemed like it was waving at her again. “How much slack I give you depends on what you say to me when I walk back out.”
She watched him walk to the bathroom, unsure of whether to be scared of him or righteously angry that he seemed to think she owed him an explanation. He’d known damn well what was going on the minute he walked into the room, and he’d screwed her senseless anyway.
Cade lay down beside her, facedown, his finely muscled backside on full display. “Don’t do it, G.”
She reached for the sheet because she felt her nudity now. She heard the shower come on. “Don’t do what?”
He turned to look at her. “Whatever it is you’re going to do. You’ll just piss him off more. And he won’t go away. He’ll come after you.”
She climbed out of bed, walking to her closet. She’d thought to eat breakfast without the encumbrance of clothes. She’d briefly had a little vision of sitting naked on Jesse’s lap while Cade fed her, but they’d just been trying to trap her. Rat fink bastard men. It wasn’t their concern.
She grabbed some underwear, fighting back tears. Damn it. They thought they wanted to know, but they didn’t really. As soon as the novelty of the sex wore off, they would realize just how much trouble she was. Jesse would want someone “sweet,” and Cade would just want to be free. By bringing them into this crap, she was probably cutting their relationship time in half. She knew it wouldn’t work out, but she’d thought she could keep them for a little while longer.
She shoved her legs into her jeans.
“Gemma, what are you doing?” Cade rolled over, his head propped on one hand, looking like the most delicious centerfold ever.
“I’m getting dressed.”
He sent her a knee-weakening smile. “That’s your first mistake. You should walk into the bathroom and hop into the shower with him. Tell him everything. Or you can wait and I’ll heat up breakfast and you can tell us both what’s going on.”