Captive Ride(35)

I tuck my free hand under her hair and squeeze her neck. Her mouth opens again and Michigan’s dick disappears another inch inside her. He’s not going to come like this. Not deep enough penetration but by the heavy-lidded stare there’s no doubt he’s enjoying the hell out of the sensations her mouth is wringing.

This time I’m working her pussy with my fingers and hands. Her tight passage is welcoming and I insert a third finger because she’s going to need to stretch to accommodate my girth. I’m not as long as Michigan but every woman I’ve been with has said that my dick is the thickest cock they’ve ever had inside them. At times it’s been a struggle to find a woman who can take me but as Annie’s cunt swallows my three fingers, the confidence I have that she’s the right one solidifies.

“That’s perfect, sweetheart. Your mouth feels so good.” Michigan gives her encouragement through half-clenched teeth. She moans her approval and Michigan’s eyes flick to mine in half panic and half surprise. “Shit, sweetheart, I’m going to come.”

I brace her neck and tell her, “You don’t have to swallow, ever.”

She shakes her head and grabs Michigan’s hip, bringing him to her. Her small aggression sets him off and he throws his head back and releases the load he’s been holding back.

Come dribbles out the side of her mouth and I wipe it away with my fingers, cleaning off the sticky residue on my jeans. Michigan pulls out and then leans down and claims her mouth. The heat between the two of them is enough to ignite a forest fire. He finally withdraws and she slumps against me.

I watch as he steps out of his jeans and walks bare-assed into the kitchen. We both hear the water turn on. He returns with a glass of water and hands it to Annie.

“Drink,” he orders.

She takes the glass and gulps down the entire contents.

“You ready for more?” I ask when she’s done drinking.

A look of delight enters her eyes. “I was ready yesterday.” Her bold words set us all off and we laugh long and loud.

“Let’s take this into the bedroom.” Michigan is ready for more.

He carries her because my cock is so hard it’s difficult to walk. I half hobble, half limp into the bedroom behind the two. It’s a relief to shuck my jeans.

“Are you both going to take me?” Annie asks after Michigan tosses her onto his bed. We’ve both got king beds but I can see that if the three of us plan to sleep together for any length of time, we’re going to need more space. Michigan and I are big motherfuckers and Annie, while slender, isn’t a small girl.

“Not at the same time. Michigan is going to fuck you while I watch and after he’s made you good and ready, I’m going to fuck you. Then we’re going to give you a bath so you can still walk tomorrow.”

“Do I go home tonight?”

“No,” Michigan barks out. I send him a warning glare which he ignores. “You’re spending the night.”

“We’ll get you home in time.” We all know that until Annie’s ready to confront her dad that we’ll need to step carefully. If we push her too hard, she may run and hide herself behind the parish doors. Running interference with her dad for a few weeks isn’t going to kill us, I silently remind Michigan. He still gets caught up in his ugly memories. Even if Annie’s dad is the prick that he ran into years ago, Michigan isn’t a punk ass seventeen-year-old with no protection.

Plus we got to watch out for Annie now. She’s our number one priority.





Chapter Eight





Annie

Michigan and Easy exchange glances over my head. I think it’s about Father, but I’m not certain. There’s a lot in my head that I’m not certain about other than I’ve never felt like this before and I don’t want to leave these two. Their interest in me might burn out by morning, but for now I’m wearing Easy’s claiming cuff and I’m lying in Michigan’s bed. Their eyes are burning holes in my body and their heavy penises are waving in the air.

I wasn’t prepared for the onslaught of sensation I would feel at their hands. It was more than I could have ever imagined.

Michigan’s salty taste still lingers on my tongue and I wonder how Easy tastes. I wonder how it will feel when it’s more than their fingers inside me. I wonder what it will be like when they’re both inside me and how that is even possible. The images of the other night at the granary flick through my mind. That girl was on her knees with the man’s penis in her mouth and the other one inside her private area. Tonight it was me full of Michigan in my mouth and Easy’s fingers inside me and it was heavenly.