“It’s so much,” I whine, but I don’t want this to stop. I want them to know I can take this. And once the new sensation shifts to something more, something better, I move against Asher.
“Tell me what you feel,” Grayson tells me.
“Everything,” I sigh. “The toy, Asher, your eyes on me. It’s—ah—so much,” I moan.
“Tell me,” he growls.
“Yeah, tell him,” Asher encourages. “Tell him how I’m fucking your cunt while your ass has this pretty little plug in it. Tell him how you’re squeezing me so tight like you never want me to leave your body. Tell him how badly you want us both.”
“I do, fuck, please, I want you both inside me it’s so much. It’s so good,fuck,”I cry. The pleasure mounting as Asher fucks me harder and I try to watch Grayson fucking himself while also seeing Asher behind me.
I’m overstimulated in the best way, and everything is too much all at once. I reach down to rub my clit, but Asher is quick to grab my wrist and pin it to the table next to me. I let out a loud yell out of protest.
“Ask permission to touch yourself,” he groans.
“Please, I’m almost there. You can touch me, just fuckingplease, “ I cry, completely out of my mind
“You’re so pretty when you beg for it,” Asher praises. “So desperate and so”—Thrust—“fucking”—Thrust—“ours.”
“Yes,”I cry loudly right before his hand is under me, and all it takes is a couple circles on my clit before my entire body is combusting with the most violent orgasm I’ve ever had.
I’m crying out, bucking and shaking. I don’t even know if I’m trying to get away from Asher and all the sensations he’s bringing out of my body or get closer to him.
“That’s it, Sunshine, let go for us,” Grayson encourages while the release completely consumes me.
As my body becomes boneless, I’m lifted up onto the table, sitting on the edge, the new angle making the plug move creating a new sensation that has me crying out again with how sensitive I am. Asher wraps his arms around me, thrusting inside my pussy once again and I practically scream from how sensitive I still am. I swear he may have just set off another smaller orgasm from filling me once again.
His lips hover over mine. “Let him see that pretty little ass of yours before one of us gets to fuck it for the first time.”
I moan, but it’s muffled by his mouth on mine as he kisses me as roughly as he fucks me. I manage to wrap my legs around his waist, but I feel like I’m barely holding on for dear life as he fucks me so hard against this table. I hear Grayson groan through the computer, the familiar sound of him coming.
Asher isn’t far behind, his mouth never leaving mine as his hips punch into me, and he groans, holding himself deep as he comes. We’re breathing into each other’s mouths, neither of us parting and Grayson doesn’t say anything; I almost wonder if he’s not there.
Our bodies separate, but Asher holds me closely as he addresses Grayson, “How’s that for payback?
“I fucking knew it, you ass—” He’s cut off when Asher shuts the computer. I shouldn’t laugh, but I love that they’re okay with sharing me even if they don’t necessarily get along.
“How do you feel?” he asks so gently I almost question ifhe’sfeeling okay.
“Incredible.”
“Good, let’s get you cleaned up.”
I nod as he carries me toward the bathroom. My heart feels like it’s bursting in my chest, and I don’t know if it’s from the overwhelming sensation of everything that just happened or if Asher has really buried himself so deep into my soul that there’s no way he’s leaving.
Because I think it might be the second option, and that shouldn’t scare me in the way that it does. Because I can’t see my life without him in it, and I think he still plans on leaving. I just really hope he’s going to change his mind.
CHAPTER 35
Grayson
Itighten my skates for the last game of this road trip, and I’m ready to be home. This season is going well for us as a team, as far as wins go. But personally, I’ve never been so distracted. I want to be back in Denver and when I’m not I’m counting down the days until I can be.
Coach Mitchell gives us our pregame pep talk that I’m only half listening to. My teammate, Jackson, reads out who’s playing on what lines. I hear my name, then zone out again. I pull on my jersey, stretching my neck to loosen the tension there.
We all walk through the tunnel leading out to the arena. Being the away team, we don’t get any sort of big intro like we do at home. A lot of the guys get more energized by being away. Like it’s something to prove to win on another team’s ice. I don’t particularly care where we play; my desire to win is always the same.
Right now my desire to get through this game, hopefully with a win, and then go back home is at an all-time high. The video call with Rae and Asher plays on repeat in my mind every time I close my eyes. The way he had her bent over the dining room table. The way she moaned and watched me whilehe fucked her.