Sierra Cartwright - Hawkeye 01 - Danger Zone
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The idea of taking her there, made his cock thicken and lengthen. He loved introducing his subs to new sensations. He still had one or two more surprises for the remainder of their vacation.
She became still and all but stopped breathing when he pressed a fingertip to her anal whorl. Davidson, to his credit, simply inserted a finger in her pussy. She mewed and moved against him, and Stone took advantage of her distraction to push past her sphincter in a single motion.
She gasped. “Ow!”
“You did well,” he told her. “You took my finger.” Before she protested more, he slid his finger all the way out, then pushed it back in.
He and Davidson found a rhythm that she liked, and while she rode both of them, he stretched her, slipping in another digit.
She started to wiggle, trying to get away. He slapped her buttock soundly. “Ugh,” she protested.
But he was relentless, finger fucking her ass, stretching her hole wide to accommodate his girth.
He could tell from her sounds and movements that she was near an orgasm, so he gently lifted her, helping her ease onto Davidson’s already-sheathed cock.
“Damn,” Davidson said. “You’re tight. And I’m ready to explode.”
Maybe it had been a bit unfair to deny the man his orgasm outside. But when he did come, it would be even more powerful.
“I’m nervous,” she admitted.
From his position behind her, he kissed her neck. Davidson pulled her down to kiss her. That angle was quite convenient for Stone; it tilted her body, exposing her ass to him completely.
He unrolled a condom onto his cock; then he squeezed a liberal dollop of lube into his palm and coated himself with it. She was slick on the inside, and her body was ripe for him.
He held his cock in one hand, positioning its head at her opening. “You’ll want to bear down,” he told her. Since she tensed up again, he fingered her, while Davidson encouraged her to ride him.
He sucked in a breath as he began to enter her ass. Pushing past her sphincter was almost enough to make him come. On the flight to Mexico, he’d fantasized about this moment. Reality was even better.
“I…” Whatever she was going to say was lost as Davidson captured her mouth.
“Bear down,” he instructed, then pushed deep.
She arched up and cried out.
“You’re there,” he told her.
“Fuck! You’re going to split me in two.”
He was lost in his own thoughts. She was so tight, and the feel of Davidson inside her, as well… He dragged himself back under control. “Do you need me to stop?”
She wiggled around.
He gritted his teeth.
“No,” she said. “It hurts. But I want you both to fuck me. I want to belong to both of you.”
Over her shoulder, he met Davidson’s gaze.
How the hell had he nearly let stubbornness stand in the way of this? Stubbornness? More like stupidity.
She pushed back against him, as if seeking more.
Together, he and Davidson fucked her hard, both of them claiming her, and through her, each other.
“I…I need to come,” she said.
When he didn’t say anything, he saw her shoulders tense up, as if she fought to stave it off. “Take it,” he told her. Damn… How had he gotten so lucky?
He bit her shoulder.
She screamed.
He felt the shudders of her orgasm; then he said to Davidson, “You, too.”
The feelings of both of them rippling with their orgasms made him heady and humble. He took his own release, pulsing deep inside her ass.
Long minutes later, all of them spent, they lay together in a tangle on the bed. She was between them, all of their bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction.
“Stone?” she asked.
“Hmm?”
“Don’t leave us.” Her fingers tangled in his hair, dislodging the strip of leather that tied it back.
He turned her toward him and kissed her. “Not on your life.” Then he reached across the bed to capture Davidson’s nuts. “Or yours, either.”
“All yours, boss,” he said, unmoving.
Stone had both of them exactly where he wanted them. By tomorrow, he’d have them both in his collar. And by next week…in his home with him forever.
THE END
Sierra Cartwright
Born in Northern England and raised in the Wild West, Sierra Cartwright pens book that are as wild and untamed as the Rockies she calls home.
She's an award-winning, multi-published writer who wrote her first book at age nine and hasn't stopped since. Sierra invites you to share the complex journey of love and desire, of surrender, submission, and commitment.
Her own journey has taught her that trusting takes guts and courage, and her work is a celebration for everyone who is willing to take that risk.
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