Camilla carried one of the squat jar candles with her to the bedside table, chortling as Ben followed her and squeezed her ass. She looked up at him as she came to him. “You okay, Quinten?”
He nodded, banishing the thoughts that had crowded in for a moment. “Yeah.”
“You looked…sad.” He got a glimpse of his Camilla behind the dancer façade and pulled her close and squeezed her delectable form. The makeup contributed to the role she’d played for them earlier but he felt blessed that he knew the tender, vulnerable woman that lay beneath.
“I’m fine now.” He shut the door on the past and eased her onto the mattress, determined to not distract her with his reminiscing. He could see the curiosity in her eyes, but he didn’t want to ruin the mood. She tried to crawl away from him, but he caught her ankle and pulled her back under him. His cock twitched with excitement at the predatory motion.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Her eyes twinkled as she struggled playfully. “You’re not putting that great big cock in my ass, are you?” She put her hand protectively over her backside and giggled. Just like that, she’d switched gears on them, and Quinten’s heart was nearly as full of love that she knew she could play with him as it was with lust to do exactly what she proclaimed she didn’t want.
“Come here, my little dancer. I’m going to give you every solid inch of it.” Every time he pulled her to him, she inched away. When he finally had her trapped against the headboard, he looked back at Ben, who watched raptly, waiting to help with their suddenly “reluctant” little temptress. Quinten pointed at the pillows, and Ben took action, piling them in the center of the bed.
Camilla was on her knees with her back against the headboard, breathless with laughter and exertion, as he rolled on a condom and grabbed the bottle of lube. She flicked her long blonde locks over her shoulder and licked her red lips as Quinten leaned close and kissed her, pulling her against his chest so he could enjoy the feel of her breasts smashed against him and his cock against her soft abdomen. She gave in as he melded his tongue with hers in a sensual dance that left them both breathless.
He looked down at her, captivated by her flushed-cheek beauty, and in all seriousness said, “I don’t want to hurt you, baby. If it becomes too much or you need me to slow down please tell me. No games or misunderstandings. I stop at your word.”
She stroked his cheek, and the heat in her eyes softened. “I’m all yours.” She shifted her gaze to Ben. “Both of yours.”
Sounding satisfied, Ben murmured, “Ours. Yeah.”
Camilla crawled to the center of the enormous bed and laid herself over the pile of pillows. Quinten’s cock bobbed at the sight she made, offering herself to him. She looked back at him, winked, and waggled her ass at him. “Promise to be gentle with me?”
“Oh, hell yes.” Quinten held back the urge to cover her right then, and instead wet his fingers with lube to prepare her for his “invasion.”
Ben lay down alongside them where he could reach her, but not impeding Quinten’s access. She leaned forward and kissed Ben as Quinten stroked her ass and spread her cheeks to lubricate her opening. She hummed softly as she kissed Ben, rubbing back against Quinten’s hand.
She kept her eyes on Quinten from that point as he wet her with more lubricant and caressed the ring of muscles that clenched as she hissed. She bit her lip and nodded when he checked on her and relaxed with her head resting on a pillow. She pushed back as he penetrated with one finger, and her moan sent a lusty thrill from his balls up his spine.
When he added a finger and thrust both inside her, her body tensed and she moved with him and finally pushed back with her hands, lifting her ass off the pillows to give him greater access. In doing so, she created room for Ben to slide his hand between her abdomen and the pillows so he could tease her clit and stroke her pussy, which swelled and dampened as her excitement grew. He stretched her and stroked for a couple more minutes until she began panting and spread her legs as she went up on her knees, unconsciously extending the invitation to him.
He spread lube on his diamond-hard erection and then got into position behind her, the need to penetrate her snug ass so great that he felt the tightening in his balls. He nodded at Ben, and his friend slid his hand away from her pussy to along her back to help her stay centered. She was wound tight as a bowstring with her eyes closed and her head tilted back, cunt clenching in excitement as he brushed the head against her lubed back opening. A droplet of her cream seeped from between her pussy lips, and Quinten’s mouth watered as he pushed his cock against her anus. Hot and cold chills raced through him as the sensitive head of his cock pushed against her rim.