Page 53 of Sugar Baby

Once I’m sitting on his stomach, with his hands gripping my waist, I gather my hair, then lean back against him, not wanting to feel the long strands between us. I slide down his body until his dick is gliding along my pussy lips as I rock against him, needing the contact more than I can describe. Angel presses a kiss to my temple before whispering in my ear. “You’re perfect for us, princess. Even when you’re being naughty.”

I feel flayed alive; all of my insides are on the outside, and I’m scared I won’t be able to put them back in. I turn my head and offer my lips up to him. He looks at me with a little shock, butthen leans down and takes my mouth in a bruising kiss. It only now occurs to me that, other than those initial kisses with each of them, and when I almost devoured Hunter, none of them have kissed me.

He tenses beneath me, rolling his hips, then the head of his dick is nudging my opening before driving into me. I gasp and drop my head back, enjoying the way he moves in and out of me.

“Do you like my cock in your pussy? I bet it’s stretching you so good right now, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” I moan as I draw my legs up, needing to get more of him inside of me. I need more. Just a little bit more.

“Imagine how it’s going to feel when there is a second cock in there, filling you up so good.”

It takes several heartbeats for my fuzzy brain to puzzle out his meaning, and when I do, my eyes fly open. Viper is kneeling between Angel’s and my legs, his fist slowly pumping up and down his dick, his features tight as he watches my pussy stretching around his friend’s dick.

“Is he—”

“Yes, two cocks in this tight little pussy,” Angel cuts me off, his voice a deep growl. “Do you want that? Double stuffing you? Have you ever had two cocks inside your pussy? Or will we be your first?”

I gasp as the image assaults my mind, and I shake my head. “No, never. I’ve never had that before. But I want it. I want it with you. Please, Daddy? Can I have it?”

Moans come from several throats, but all I can see is Viper coming closer, stopping when his thighs press against the underside of mine.

“Kitten, you can have whatever you want.” Viper’s voice is gravel and bourbon, and I desperately want him to meant it.

I want them. I want all of them.

Angel pauses in his motions, settling deep inside of me, then I feel Viper pressing at my entrance. I lift my head to try to see and, fuck, how are they both going to fit?

“Take a deep breath, kitten, you can do this for us. Be a good girl and do this for us,” Viper grits out, and I do as he ordered, inhaling deeply. “Good girl, now relax as you let it out.”

I try so hard to do what he says, relaxing as much as I can. My lips part as I’m filled with pressure, so much pressure. My entrance burns, and I want to clamp my thighs shut, but once Viper has his head in, he grips my thighs and pushes them up and out, opening me all the way up.

And holy fuck.

The burn is gone, and that delicious place inside me lights up again as Viper slowly, so fucking slowly, rubs against it. I whimper and twist my head because this is so much more than I thought it was going to be.

It’s almost too much.

I don’t know if I can do this.

“Color?”

The word comes from the darkened corner, where I know Daddy is sitting. His voice is heavy, the demand for my answer in the depth of the single word.

“Green.” But then I change my mind. “Yellow.”

“Yellow because it hurts, or yellow because of some other reason?”

“I’m so full, I don’t know if I can. I feel . . . I just . . .” I trail off as I roll my hips, and my eyes roll back into my head. “Fuuucckkkkk.”

Someone—Viper, I assume—groans out the same expletive.

“I changed my mind, green. Green, Daddy. I am so green.”

The bed dips to the side, and I peek in that direction to see Hunter kneeling beside me, one hand squeezing the base of his cock as his hungry eyes practically burn me.

I shut my eyes again as Viper pulls out, then pushes back in again. I’m reminded of Angel’s presence inside of me when he pulls out as Viper pushes in. I moan and squirm and moan some more.

My breasts tighten painfully and my stomach is clenched. They slowly pick up their pace, and the wet noises that come from my pussy blend with the sound of heavy breathing.