Pepper leaned up on her elbows, staring down at Jack as Dean’s hands moved over her, intimately touching the tight hole between her cheeks. The floral scent in the room increased, and a warm liquid slid down her butt.
She fought the urge to laugh. “Don’t tell me you’re putting lube in the gift baskets for the gala.”
Jack grinned. “No lube, but the rest of the product line. You like?”
“Oh damn…” Pepper held her breath for a second as Dean slid a finger into her, the slippery lotion easing his way. It was still the strangest of sensations. She’d spend the first few minutes wondering if she actually did like anal play, until between one magical second and the next, the pressure would change, and she’d be going out of her mind with pleasure.
“Jesus, that’s the hottest thing I’ve seen in forever,” Dean muttered. “I’m going to go out of my fucking mind when I put my cock in you.”
“Dirty talk just makes me wetter,” Pepper warned.
He chuckled, moving his fingers slowly and teasing her. “That will make it even better when Jack puts his cock in your pussy.”
The pressure increased. “Oh God.”
“Three fingers, baby. Nearly ready.”
Dean seemed determined to draw out the moment as long as possible. “Hurry,” she begged.
Her body was humming with pleasure, Jack’s eyes on fire as she stared at him.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Maybe.” A strange thought struck. “You guys don’t mind how close this makes you? I mean, your cocks will be almost touching. And I don’t know why I’m bringing that up because if you stop now I will never forgive you and I’ll…don’t know what I’d do, but…you’ll be really close. Just saying.”
“You’re rambling, Candy Cane. You’re nervous.”
She pushed back carefully on Dean’s hand, breathing easier as the pleasure shot skyward. “Nervous or not, I still want to know. You rub cocks often?”
Behind her, Dean laughed, his fingers slipping free and leaving her pulsing with anticipation as the sound of a condom wrapper hit her ears. “I warned you, Jack.”
Jack only smiled, that flirty, dirty smile that drove her wild. “This is all about pleasure, and right now it’s about your pleasure. The fact that we’re both going to be in your body is just gonna make it that much better for all of us.”
Dean took that moment to press forward, the solid head of his cock slowly pushing through her tight resistance. Pepper breathed carefully, trying not to move.
“So tight,” Dean moaned. “Damn amazing. You’re…fucking hell, so amazing.”
Pepper looked down at Jack, concentrating on him as Dean worked his way in, the scent of lube heavy in the air around them. “Thank God you know what you’re doing. I can’t believe you’re shoving that monster up there without it killing me.”
Dean laughed. “Monster. Hmm, I like that. Godzilla?”
Below her, Jack’s expression cracked into an enormous grin.
Pepper panted as she fought the urge to burst out laughing. “Please, tell me that’s not what you named your cock.”
“What?” Dean let out an utterly masculine sigh of satisfaction as his groin met her ass. “No. Only twelve-year-old boys name their cocks. Now, come here.”
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his lap, twisting on the mattress at the same time to end up seated at the edge, their feet hanging toward the floor.
The motion settled his monster cock deeper inside her, and she gasped. “Godzilla or not, holy mackerel I’m full. Full, full, full.”
He turned her head toward him and kissed her for a moment, his tongue distracting her from the nearly uncomfortable feeling in her butt. Strong hands lifted her knees so her thighs were draped over Dean’s, opening her pussy to the room. By the time Dean let her up for air she was ready to take deep, sucking drags into her lungs.
Jack had knelt between her legs and put his tongue to her clit, and all thoughts of being too full were wiped away by her indescribable need to come.
“That is the dirtiest thing… I’ve ever… Dammit, Jack… Hell…”
She couldn’t seem to finish an entire sentence. She couldn’t seem to finish an entire thought, not with another orgasm rushing up to meet her as Dean rocked his hips and Jack continued in his quest to blow her mind.
Hands were everywhere. Okay, not everywhere, but Dean had reached around to fondle her breasts while Jack not only tormented her clit, he’d snuck two fingers into her pussy.
“Now,” she begged. “Fuck me now.”
“Yes, now,” Dean agreed. “She’s squeezing the daylights out of my cock, and I’m not going to last more than two strokes if you don’t get the hell in here, bro.”
Jack moved without hesitation as Dean leaned back slightly and lifted his knees, opening Pepper fully. Jack rubbed the heavy head of his cock between her folds, nicking her clit with every pass. She whimpered, waiting for the moment when—