Colby moaned low against her shoulder, thrusting hard enough that as he bottomed out there was a twinge of pain to accompany the pleasure of each movement. She lifted her hips to meet each one, and their gasps and groans started to sync up – and that was when she opened her eyes to find Eric’s feet just to her left. Her eyes met his as she looked up at him, and the hunger on his face almost pushed her over the edge into an orgasm without warning.
He wasn’t just okay with it, he was actually turned on by this, and that realization freed the last of her inhibitions and she let go.
Colby was big, or maybe it had just been that long since she’d been fucked with the kind of power he put behind each thrust, but as he bottomed out inside her again the heady mixture of pain and pleasure brought the orgasm crashing down on her and she cried out as she locked up around him. The world spun as he rolled her until she was shivering on top of him and his hips were steadily lifting as he slid in and out of her in a rhythm that kept the orgasm thrumming through her long after she felt like it should have stopped. His hands grabbed her hips and squeezed. “That’s right, Meg, ride me.”
She braced her hands on his shoulders and rocked against him, fighting through the shivering tension in her muscles as the orgasm crested and faded. Just as she started to feel steady again, enjoying the new angle with Colby where her clit ground against him with each roll of her hips, she felt another hand brush her skin and she stopped as she turned to see Eric behind her.
“He told you to ride him, Megan.” Eric’s voice was low and he pinched one of the cane-like marks on her ass to punctuate the comment. She winced and her hips rocked forward hard in her effort to avoid the pain, but it was satisfying to hear the groan rise up from Colby as she tried her best to settle back into the rolling rhythm they had developed, which quickly had tremors of pleasure thumping through her again.
“Fuck, yes, Megan – just like that.”
It was dizzying to have both of their hands on her at once. Eric’s hands slid over the welts, occasionally pinching her skin until she gasped, while Colby’s were busy teasing her nipples, tugging gently as her breasts swayed above him. After a few minutes Megan felt a soft kiss on her lower back, followed by the warmth of Eric’s breath as he spoke, “Have you ever had anyone fuck this beautiful ass, Megan, or am I about to be the first?”
Her heart stopped and she felt her thoughts scatter on the wind, because Colby was still driving his cock deep inside her and she couldn’t form an answer on her lips amidst the waves of sensation. She was trying to make herself respond when she felt a slick finger glide across her ass, pressing against the tight ring of muscle, and she tensed. “I don’t think I can, I don’t think -”
“Say it, Megan. Am I the first?” Eric’s voice was intense, and she squeezed her eyes tight as she nodded hard. He groaned in satisfaction and pressed a kiss to her skin again. “It’s okay, baby, it’s me. Just relax and trust me. Colby found us some Vaseline in the office, and it’s going to feel a little cold but it will help.” Before she could respond he pressed his finger inside her and she gasped, tightening around them both on instinct. Eric pressed her forward over Colby with his other hand, rubbing her back in soothing circles.
“You can take it, Megster, focus on me.” Colby whispered and then he captured her mouth with his, thrusting slowly inside her as Eric worked one finger in and out. She started to relax, feeling the tension fading in her muscles, but then he added a second finger and she whimpered against Colby’s lips.
“Relax, I promise it will help.” Eric issued it like a command and she pulled back from the kiss with a groan.
“That’s easy for you to say.”
Eric pinched one of the welts with his other hand and she hissed between her teeth. The two sides of her self were at war for a moment. Half of her wanted to let off another sharp retort, something that would really rile him up, but the other half – a deep, dark, long hidden part of her – was reveling in the submissive nature of the act. Her legs were spread wide across Colby’s hips as he took his pleasure in slow thrusts that stoked the heat inside her, keeping the sparkling remnants of her orgasms humming just under the surface of her skin. Eric was behind her, one hand spread across her lower back to press her against Colby as he pushed his fingers into her ass, slowly stretching her. Preparing her - for him. And, yes, she was whimpering as each new twinge of pain joined the cacophony of sensations swirling through her, but she wasn’t pushing him away. She wasn’t saying ‘stop’ out of fear, even though that emotion was simmering in the mix as well.
She was submitting to him, to both of them, to what they wanted. And that felt good.
Actually, it felt fucking amazing after too many years of being ignored by her ex, and of ignoring the needs of the darker parts of herself when he stopped fulfilling them.
“Megan.” Eric’s voice snapped her back to reality, and she realized her forehead was pressed against Colby’s shoulder with his hand cupping the back of her head. They were both still, but she had been rocking her hips in a constant rhythm.
“Yes?”
“I’m not going to lie, this is going to hurt at first, but you’re going to take it for me, aren’t you?” His words struck a chord of fear inside her, but she just nodded against Colby’s chest. “You are such a good girl.” Eric’s voice purred as he slipped his fingers from her, and Colby rolled his hips again, expertly grinding himself against her clit for a moment.
Then he cupped her face to make her look at him, and she found him grinning, “Kiss me, because you’re so tight already we’re both going to need the distraction in a second.”
Unbelievably, through all the nerves, she laughed and then Colby was kissing her. His hands were tight in her hair, and she braced her hands above his shoulders as she reveled in his soft lips, the gentle way he tilted his head to brush his tongue against hers, the low rumble of his moans. She heard a condom wrapper tear, and her body tensed for a moment before she reminded herself to relax. Then she felt Eric’s hand at her hip and another cold press of their chosen lube, and then his cock was against her ass. He tightened his grip on her and started to push forward, and it was too much. It was a burning ache, and it hurt. She tried to jerk away, but Colby held her firmly so she simply fisted her hands in the blanket and whimpered against his lips trying to stay still. Eric pushed forward steadily, slowly, and the growl rumbling from him made it clear that he was fighting the urge to just thrust his cock into her. Colby was echoing Eric’s groan and his hips jerked up, rubbing against her clit in a pleasant distraction until she was suddenly, impossibly full as Eric bottomed out inside her ass.
“Holy fuck…” Eric breathed and growled as his fingers dug into her hip. Colby finally broke their kiss and they both gasped for air.
“It’s too much, it’s too much.” Megan was babbling, fighting her panic as the pain started to fade, and she dropped her forehead to Colby’s chest. Then Eric slid back and she whined.
“You are so unbelievably hot, Megster.” Colby laughed and rolled his hips under her, each movement he made affecting Eric as well. “Just push back. Relax and push back.”
“Come on, baby. You’re doing so well.”
Their words called to that dark side of herself and urged her on and she rocked her hips back, groaning quietly as her body stretched around Eric. The hiss of breath between his teeth and the curse that escaped him was its own reward – and there was pain, but there was pleasure too. Pleasure in the way her clit ground against Colby as she rocked forward again, pleasure in the way their muscles tensed against her as they both worked to restrain themselves, and pleasure in the power she held in that moment over both of them. “Please…” she mumbled.
“Please what?” Eric asked from behind her, and she took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the blanket underneath them.
“Please, just fuck me.” The words had barely left her mouth when Colby thrust himself deeper, and Eric pushed forward a little harder. She cried out, but it
was lost in the moans and groans of the two of them on either side of her. At times their thrusts synced, and it was a sharp fullness that left her shivering when they pulled back. At others they were alternating, and her mind couldn’t keep track of the rapidly blurring line between the ache and the rising tide of pleasure. Eric was still making himself be gentle though, and she could feel the tension in his body, in the grip of his hand on her skin. She bit her lip, suppressing a moan and gathering her courage, “Eric.”
He instantly stilled. “Yes?”
Megan pushed back hard, swallowing the whine that tried to slip from her lips, and he growled out a moan behind her. “I thought I asked you to fuck me.”
“You’re sure? Sure you can handle it?” Eric’s voice was shaky with the strain of holding himself steady.
“Yes, sir. I am.”
“Fuck, I’ve missed you, Megan.” He thrust hard and she cried out, but the tremors in her body weren’t from the pain, it was just the intensity of it all. His words registered somewhere in her mind, making her heart trip over itself, but Colby was driving his cock deep inside her and she couldn’t focus on anything but the rush of electricity building under her skin. Their moans blended, their hearts pounding, their breaths a roar in her ears, and it really was too much.
Too much.
The orgasm hit her like a wildfire rushing up her spine. It was heat, and light flashing behind her eyes, and she cried out as she tightened around the both of them, her muscles gripping them. Colby followed behind her an instant later, his cock kicking deep inside her as he let out a stream of curses and his fingers dug into the curve of her waist as he came.
Just as he relaxed under her, she felt Eric’s hand in her hair and he tightened his fist in her curls as he pulled her back. Her neck arched as she shifted back and got her knees under her, and the new position meant that his thrusts were longer and harder. Eric’s breath pistoned behind her, and she tried to hold still through the shivering aftershocks of her orgasm – and then his own claimed him. “God, Megan!” He shouted her name as he came, grinding himself against the welts on her ass before finally letting go of her hair to let her breathe more easily.
“Holy shit.” Colby said it through a laugh as Eric slid from her and she collapsed back onto Colby’s chest.
“Always with the stellar commentary, Colby.” Eric landed to their left, throwing his arm over his eyes as he tried to catch his breath. His chest expanded and contracted, and from her view on Colby’s hard chest, she was reminded again of just how gorgeous he was. How gorgeous they both were, and she had just –
“I can’t believe that fucking happened.”
They all laughed, and Colby wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her in a hug. “Is there still a Penthouse Forum? I need to submit a letter.”
“Don’t be a dick.” Megan grinned and slapped his side playfully, but he just pinched her ass in response.
“Come here, Meg, my turn to hold you.” Eric had already rid himself of the condom, and he leaned over to pull her towards him. She slipped off Colby and lay down between them, resting her head on Eric’s shoulder.
“There’s the possessive, greedy Eric I remember.” Colby laughed, and she felt the heat of his skin as he turned to face her, his hand running over her hip before he dropped a kiss against the side of her head.
“I’m not being possessive.” Eric sounded defensive and it just made Colby laugh louder.
“Whatever, it’s almost ten so I need to head out anyway. I’ve got a lady waiting for me at home that gets really grumpy if I’m late.”
“What?!” Megan’s head whipped around fast, and her stomach dropped as she turned to watch Colby get up off the floor. “What do you mean you have a lady at home? Did you just cheat on someone?! I thought you said you were single!”
Colby grinned at her as he pulled his jeans into place and buttoned them. “Oh, yeah. She’s the boss in our house.” He said the words quietly as he tugged his phone out of his back pocket and started to flick through it.
“What the fuck, Colby? Why did you -”
He tossed the phone at her and she caught it against her chest, rage building inside her until she looked down at the screen and saw a beautiful, blonde, little girl grinning broadly over a plate of cookies. Colby shrugged when she lifted her eyes to him in shock. “Her name is Caroline.”
“She’s a cute kid.” Eric was sitting up behind her, looking over her shoulder at the phone.
“I had no – why didn’t you tell us? Earlier, when we were talking about everything?” Megan’s head was spinning. Colby Warren had a kid. A really cute kid, who had her dad’s bright blue eyes and mischievous smile.
“Right. Cause there’s nothing hotter than dropping the whole ‘I have a kid, and sometimes play princesses for hours on end’ into the conversation when you’re trying to get laid by the girl you fantasized about in high school.”
“You play princesses?” Eric laughed and Megan shoved an elbow into his side.
“How old is she?” Megan asked.
“She’s seven, and yes, I play princesses, and I go see all the new kids movies, and I also take her to karate three days a week to make sure she knows how to kick ass even if she’s dressed as Cinderella.” Colby was actually defensive as he finished getting dressed and started gathering his things. When he got to the last of the condoms he just tossed them onto the blanket. “I think you two might need those.”
“Colby! Seriously, when did this happen? Where’s the mom?”
He sighed and pushed a hand through his hair, shoving it back from his forehead. “It happened seven years ago. Come on, Megan, simple math. Her mom and I tried to work things out, but then she decided that she didn’t want to be a mom, so Caroline has been with me since she was two. She’s at my parents tonight, probably being loaded up on chocolate so I’ll have a hell of a time convincing her to go to bed.”
“Colby, the daddy. I definitely thought it was statistically likely to happen, but I never imagined you’d be so… into it?” Eric said.
“Hey, you haven’t even tasted my chicken piccata. I’ve got the domestic thing down.” He looked across the room and chuckled. “There’s going to be some fun stuff for the teacher to deal with on Monday.”
“I didn’t mean anything by it, Colby. It just surprised me. She’s beautiful, and I’m sure she’s lucky to have you.” Megan glanced at the phone one more time and he walked over to her to take it back.
“I know you didn’t.” He smiled his trademark, all-American smile, and leaned down to kiss her. It was light, a goodbye kiss. Then he winked at Eric over her shoulder. “Remember what I said man, and both of you keep in touch. I’m on Facebook and everything. None of this ten years between chats shit again. Cool?”
“Definitely.” Megan smiled up at him.
“I promise, man. We’ll talk later.” Eric spoke from behind her, and then Colby waved as he turned and left the room.
As the door closed Eric lay back down and pulled her down with him. “Ah, a little peace and quiet.”
“We cannot just sit here. If it’s almost ten that means the reunion will be ending in a bit. They’ll probably sweep the building or something.”
“Give me five minutes? Come on, whatever happened to cuddling?” Eric said it with a pout that had Megan laughing and laying her head back on his shoulder.
“You’re ridiculous.”
“Well, I never thought I’d have you in my arms again, so sue me if I want to enjoy it for a minute.” He said it seriously, but when she looked up his eyes were closed and it was hard to tell if he really meant it. The words he’d spoken in the middle of everything came back, and she swallowed as an entirely new set of nerves surfaced inside her.
“Eric?”
“Hmm?” He made a noise and cracked an eye open to look at her as she propped herself up on her elbow to look down at him.
“Earlier you said -” The words stuck in her mouth.
“I said I missed you.�
� Eric finished for her.
“Yeah.”
“I meant it, Meg.” His dark eyes were open and locked onto hers, and there wasn’t a hint of a joke in his expression at all. Her heart skipped a beat, then tripped and stumbled, and she felt tears sting the edges of her eyes as an impossibly stupid set of emotions welled up. “Hey, baby – I mean, Megan, I’m not trying to freak you out. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have…” He cursed and dropped his head back against the blanket again.
“Eric.” She started to talk, but he cut her off.
“I’m sorry. I fucked this up and made it all serious. I know this was just fun, and –”
“No!” She sat up completely, “I mean, yes, it was fun, but you didn’t ruin anything. I just… hell, this is not going to come out right at all, but I’ve never stopped thinking about you. I’ve missed you, and when I was dealing with David and all his bullshit, I kept thinking about you. About us, and what we had, and what I left behind because I didn’t go to college with you. So many fucking what-ifs. And tonight was – tonight was amazing, you are amazing, and unreal, and I can’t even believe this happened.” Megan laughed and covered her face with her hands. “And now I’m probably freaking you out.”
“You’re not, I promise. Keep going.”
“I still can’t believe you even talked to me tonight. I had sort of hoped I’d see you, but I thought you’d have a wife and kids and we’d politely smile at each other and then tactfully avoid each other all night while I made best friends with the bartender.” She smiled a bit, all of that paranoia and anxiety creeping back in now that the fog of lust was clearing out.
“You’re going to kill me when I tell you this, but I actually messaged your sister, Cameron, on Facebook to see if you were coming. I made her swear she wouldn’t say a thing to you, but I wasn’t going to come otherwise.” He winced a little. “How mad are you? Is that just a little too close to stalker for you?”
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