Damon's Challenge(18)

When she was naked, he forced himself to stay still. The desire to close the gap between them, bend her over the sofa, and fuck her hard consumed him.

Her smile was still on her face, which he loved to see.

“How are you feeling, baby?” Andy asked.

He didn’t interfere with Andy. This was Meredith’s first time with him present, and he wanted her as comfortable as possible.

“I’m good … I’m wet.”

“Come here,” Andy said, taking a seat on the sofa. Damon stayed in his position. Her gaze went to him, and he nodded, giving her permission to go to Andy.

She walked quickly to Andy, and he watched from the sidelines as Andy tugged her into his lap.

“Straddle me, baby.”

Her gaze went to him again.

“Don’t worry about him. We’re taking it easy and going slow.”

He watched her straddle Andy’s lap, one leg on either side of his lap. Andy’s cock was pressed to his stomach, giving Meredith more room to sit.

Pre-cum coated Andy’s stomach where the head of his cock lay.

Damon stayed and watched as Andy made her more comfortable. Was she nervous over how she looked?

Andy had once told him she didn’t like to reveal too much flesh. Damon would make it his mission to give her a better feeling about her body.

“You’re so fucking sexy. Damon’s hard for you right now. I know he wants to touch you, baby.” Andy pulled the band from her hair, letting the auburn hair fall around her shoulders.

Her submission was a thing of beauty. Damon couldn’t believe how fantastic she was. Meredith’s gaze drifted between him and Andy. She was waiting for instructions as if she’d been trained by the best Dom in the world. Some women were natural, and other women liked to be trained. Meredith was all natural, and he knew he could get her to flourish between them.

A vision of both Andy and Meredith at his feet serving him forced him to sit on the sofa beside them. The thought of truly living his dream made his wish for it more than anything.

Andy ran his fingers up her chest to cup her breast. The large nipple pointed up, begging to be sucked. The other man ran his thumb over her breast.

“Would you like to taste her?” Andy asked.

She moaned, thrusting her chest up more.

“I’d love to.” Leaning in, Damon kept his eyes on her, making sure she was happy to continue. She didn’t stop him or frown. Her eyes were wide, and her tongue peeked out to lick her lips.

Replacing Andy’s hand with his own, Damon moved in and closed his lips around her nipple. She cried out, and he sucked her nipple in deep, needing to see her lose control. One of her hands went to Andy’s shoulder as the other lay on his arm. Her touch sent fireworks going off in his body.

Circling the bud, he bit down causing a small bite of pain.

Her eyes closed, and her teeth sank into her lip.

“I want to hear your pleasure, baby, and I’m sure Damon does as well.”

She moaned, screaming out her pleasure as he sucked, licked, and bit her nipple. He reached over with his hand to pinch her other breast.

Andy was fingering her pussy.

Pulling away, he looked down, watching the other man’s fingers tease open her slit. Her tiny clit was swollen and ready to be played with.

“Taste her, Damon.” Andy presented his fingers for him to suck. Staring into Meredith’s eyes, he opened his lips and got his first taste of her. She was sweet yet musky. “How does she taste?”

“Fucking perfect.” He licked his lips seeing her color deepen.

He wouldn’t give her chance to hide from him. “If at any time you want me to stop, simply say no. I don’t need safe-words to know when no means no. Do you both understand?”

“Yes,” Andy said.

“Yes. I don’t want you to stop.” Meredith reached out, stroking her hand down the side of his face. The fact she was initiating the first touch made his heart soar.

Taking hold of her hand, he dropped a kiss to her fingers.

The love he’d started to feel for the couple swamped him. He reached up, stroking his fingers down her cheek, to her collarbone. Damon felt her pulse pounding against her neck. He moved further down to stroke her nipple.

Her nipples were so responsive, budding to his touch. Andy was holding her still with hands on her hips. Down her stomach Damon went to dip his finger into her slick core. Touching her was not enough. He needed to taste her and to have a chance for himself.

“What do you want, Meredith?” he asked.

“I want Andy to fuck me.” She looked down. He hated not seeing her eyes as they were so expressive and he always got the sense of what she was thinking and feeling.

“What else do you want?” He lifted her head with a finger under her chin.