Be All, End All

A desk lamp. It’s one bulb lighting the room well. A well-cared for, but obviously old quilt spread over the bed. The room was clean and neat, and Darynn had never been in it. It was Dom’s. She knew instantly, though any identifiers were either well hidden or not obvious. It was the smell. It smelled just like him. She found herself taking a deep breath, soaking up that smell.

Dom showed his attachment to the quilt by pulling it off the bed. It landed in a pile by the door, but was also well out of harm’s way.

They’d basically led her along, and now they moved her straight to the bed. Once released she moved onto it without prompting. The hands on her hips were Vince’s, and they stayed with her. When she’d assumed ‘the position’ he was quick to press the heat of his crotch to her bare ass.

“Mmm, Darynn, I’ve been wantin’ this.” His tone was rough and smug at the same time as his hand rubbed over her back and ass.

She smiled and looked back over her shoulder and wiggled her butt at him tauntingly. “Gosh, Vince, you should have said something.”

He slapped her ass in response before gripping her and pulling her forcefully against him to grind into her. “Talk shit, girl.”

Darynn just shook her head, facing forward again. Her hair dripped onto the bed, wet patches already forming on the dark material. A shiver passed down her spine, or maybe up. The heat of his skin against her was at odds with her skin cooling and drying. It was delicious. “Vince, I’m about to take eight or so inches of cock up my ass, I can fuckin’ say whatever I want.”

He was quiet for a second, “Guess you’re right on that.” That smug tone again. Damn, he had to be enjoying the anticipation.

“This gonna happen or you going to stare at my butt all night.”

Dom tossed something he’d been getting from the desk onto the bed. Dumb-asses had lube everywhere. She’d hate to know how many holes this one tube had lubed.

Vince was quick to grab it up. Probably thought she was going to change her mind, she mused, but in realily she didn’t blame his eagerness. Some opportunities only come around once in a while, a guy had to take advantage. And she was pretty damn sure she wasn’t likely to bend over for him again real soon.

Darynn didn’t love taking it in the ass, but she did enjoy it on occasion. She’d have said ‘no’ more quickly to Dom than Vince. A little bigger in girth, Dom would have been harder to take. Vince was about the same size as few of her dildos, though real man-flesh was much easier to take than the fake product, for more than one reason, she thought with a smile.

Dom had stayed beside the bed and she looked up at him. His deadpan didn’t change, he was just watching.

A second later she was dropping her head down as Vince slid a lubed finger into her. “What kind prep you want for this?”

“Just that. Get it in and keep it in.”

Dom moved, going to stand beside V, she assumed. Fun to watch the activities? She didn’t really care. Vince took her at her word. She could feel a slight shaking as he stroked himself while his one finger slid in and out of her. Then he was pulling out. A hand gripped her ass, fingers pinching, spreading her and the pressure of something much bigger than his finger was pushing at her.

She closed her eyes. He pushed against her so hard she had to work to keep from falling forward onto her face. She felt him adjust, leaning in more and she purposely flexed.

He slid deep, her outer ring giving him grudging entrance with a sharp pain that started to fade instantly. She sucked in a breath at the intrusion, heat building in her head already.

“Ah, damn.” Vince groaned low. For the second he was holding still. For her? She doubted it. He was probably just getting used to the tightness.

“Okay, Rynn?” A new hand stroked up the middle of her back before reversing directions. She just nodded her head at Dom’s question.

Vince started slow, but quickly picked it up till he was at a steady cadence. Darynn let her soft moans match every other stroke. She let her arms bend a bit to give him a better angle.

A weight dipping the mattress had Darynn slowly opening her eyes. She looked back to see Dom sitting on the bed. Then he laid back and he was almost below her. She smiled at him, raising her arm to allow him access. He quickly scooted beneath her, smiling at his own antics.

Oh, God!! Ass-fucks had just become her favorite thing! There was a naked Dom under her! Vince could go as long as he wanted back there. She had a Dom to play with!

She immediately ignored everything but the face below hers. Her ass was going hot/numb anyway. She licked at his closed lips until they opened for her and she was free to explore inside.

Vince rocking her was rocking the bed as well, so it wasn’t a big nuisance, Dom just rocked right along with her. She held herself to him with an arm over his chest. Eventually she had to swallow. Leaning over him she felt like her spit was running into the poor guy’s mouth. Gonna drown him in drool.

He smirked up at her when he could.

“What’re you grinnin’ at?”

“Thought you were unwilling.”

She snorted, “Did I say that? Naw, it was just the mode of transportation I didn’t like.”

“Rough ride?”

She grinned. No pun intended? “You’re awful lippy for the only one that hasn’t gotten it up the ass.”

He sobered a bit on that. “Vince didn’t.”

“He would if it was you though.”

A shrug of one shoulder. No comment.

“Thank you, by the way. I’m going to be jerking off to seeing you and Rome together for years.”

He looked a bit uncomfortable at the reminder, but he smiled a bit too. “That was for you.”

She nodded, “Well, thanks. Next time get me a camera though.”

His expression, one brow raised, told her there probably wasn’t going to be a next time.

“Hey, you two wanna shut up, I’m trying to concentrate.”

Darynn grinned, “Ah, kiss my ass. We ain’t bothering you.”

Dom smiled beneath her. “I’ll kiss that ass.”

She rolled her eyes, “Everyone wants a piece of it. Gonna have to market it. Stop giving freebies.”

There was a subtle changing in the friction of Vince pounding her ass. Still hot, but now it was slicker. She knew from experience it wasn’t more lube. It was him getting harder. Those brief minutes a guy gets harder before he cums. Bout damn time.

As if to validate her thinking Vince’s movement got rougher and he was leaning on her more. Their bodies slapped together, their skin getting damp from his exertions. A low growl came from his throat and he repositioned his hands on her hips, fingers digging in.

She opened her eyes, her face slack. Dom’s hand gripped the side of her head and neck, pulling her down to him. She moaned into him once when Vince hit deep. Their kiss was awkward, her head rhythmically bumping closer.

Vince pulled at her hips hard and she gasped as he thrust hard into her. He was definitely closer.

Having their contact broken Darynn just laid her cheek to Dom’s and held on. This wouldn’t be much longer.

Lips near her ear. “I’ll finish you when he’s done. Gonna make you scream for it in my bed.”

Darynn smiled. Last time she’d screamed had been in the bed of her truck. “Can I lick every inch of you first?” She moaned at just the thought of that.

“Every inch?”

She snorted and gasped softly when Vince hit deep. “Might give a couple inches a few extra licks.”

“A couple? You better feel again.”

She grinned and then held tight, arm over his chest, the other bent beside his head so her elbow could support her.

Vince went silent as he jerked into her. His hands weren’t tugging anymore, but he was practically putting all his weight on her. Then he was just still and breathing hard.