Page 48 of Piece Us Together
When I look back up, the look in his eyes has shifted, now filled with white-hot lust and unbridled need.
He never looks away from me as he presses into my boyfriend, letting me watch as pleasure pours over him. His eyelashes flutter, only managing half-lidded blinks. His mouth parts in an exhale, then a moan. There’s a cord on his neck that sticks out when he tilts his head back in ecstasy.
I’m ripped from the view when Nolan nearly falls into me. I catch him, smirking as I realize he’s all loose-limbed and trembling.
“Feel good, baby?” I ask as I settle him back into position with a little more support from me this time.
“Y—oooh. Yeah, Mais. He’s—oh,fuck.”
“You took him so well, didn’t you?” I wrap my hand around his cock, skimming my thumb over his leaking slit. He shudders and whines. “Needy boy. Good thing you’ve got his big cock to stretch you just how you like, hm?”
He blinks at me, looking worried for a moment, but he answers honestly. “Y-yeah.”
“He’s going to fill you up, Nol.” I move forward so the crooks of his elbows are on my shoulders. He leans in for a kiss, one I give to him without hesitation. It’s slow and a little dirty. Hunter must be starting to move because Nolan’s breaths begin to hitch, little noises falling from his lips for me to catch with my own.Every thrust has him rocking in my arms. I pull back, taking in the sight of him impaled on Hunter’s cock, his lips a little red and slick, his pupils nearly blown. “He’s going to fill you up and then I’m going to use it to fuck you.”
“Oooohhh.”
“You’re going to be fuckingsoakedby the time we’re both done, baby.”
“Oh, fuck, Mais—”
I keep watching pleasure spark across Nolan’s face as I direct my next words to Hunter. “If you wrap your hands a little toward the front, you’ll hit that spot by his hip.”
There’s just enough time for Nolan to gasp before Hunter is following the advice. I know the moment his finger presses on the sensitive spot, Nolan’s pupils blowing wide, a pretty, broken sound falling from his lips.
I blindly reach for his cock again, wrapping my hand tightly around it when I make contact. He leans harder against me and whines.
“You gonna come again, baby?”
“Y-yeah.” He shudders, his hands scrambling behind me before finally settling in my hair and holding on for dear life. Hunter is fucking him hard now, jolting him into me with every thrust. I feel something rhythmically hitting my chest. When I look down, I realize it’s the chain of his clamps swinging with each movement.
Curiosity wins over my anxiety as I find myself reaching down to hook a finger beneath the chain. I look up, wanting to see his face, andtugat the same time Hunter fucks forward.
The next second, my hand on his cock is being covered in hot cum. It’s less than before. Just two small spurts. I stroke him through it, using the cum as lube. He has a dopey grin on his face.
Then the grin fades and he starts to squirm.
“Mais.” He tries to pull away, but Hunter is holding him in place, the man having slowed down to just grind his cock into him while he climaxed. “Mais, too much.”
I look over his head at Hunter. The man looks wildly attractive, a dichotomy of control and lust with his flushed face and messy hair and calm expression and heated gaze. “I’m assuming you want more than two from him?”
Hunter chuckles, adjusting his grip on Nolan and starting to move properly again. “Oh, many more than two.”
Nolan whines so pretty, writhing against Hunter’s cock and my hand. I can feel his cock trying to soften. My fingers don’t let it.
Turns out overwhelming him with pleasure is a form of pain I’m very much into.
He is in so much trouble now.
“Oh god,” Nolan whispers, his eyes falling closed as his cock fully hardens for me again. “Oh god, oh no, no, no…”
“We haven’t even gone off once and you’re already working on number three, darling?” Hunter playfully tsks. “Needy boy.”
“Sir…” He falls into me, his clamps digging against my chest, his face tucked against my neck. His legs and ass are still out, but they only stretch so far. It brings Hunter closer to us. Close enough to get a pretty nice view of him fucking into my boyfriend. I start stroking Nolan’s cock at the same pace, bringing my other hand up to cradle the back of his head. He shudders. “Mais…”
“Come on, now. You’re not even working for it.” I run my hand through Nolan’s hair, comforting him despite my words. “Fuck yourself back on him, baby. Make him feel good.”
Hunter moans, his head falling forward to touch his chin to his chest as he tightens his grip on Nolan’s hips and picks up the pace. There are white circles growing beneath his fingers. The smack of their skin is harsh in the small room. Nolan tries,the beautiful good boy that he is. He tries so hard to rock back into Hunter’s thrusts, but he’s exhausted and uncoordinated, and every few thrusts he tries squirming away from us before remembering he’s pinned.