SIN & SEDUCTION

Chapter 8; Spreading My P*ssy For Two (4)

Valerie

Cannon looks at me for a long moment after I ask the question, then shakes his head.

“I am not going to tell you who, if you are not actually interested. There’s no point.”

I stay pressed against the counter with his release still sticky on my thighs and the phone face down beside us.

My mind keeps turning over the birthday request.

The idea should disgust me instead a dirty heat starts low in my belly at the thought of being taken by two men at once.

While Cannon watches as someone else f***s me, and the thrill of it makes my hesitation stretch longer than it should. I swallow and hear myself say the words before I can take them back.

“I’m interested.”

The change in his face is immediate, Cannon kisses me hard in sheer excitement like I just handed him the exact thing he has been waiting for.

His hands grip my hips and pull me tighter against him while he keeps kissing me, and when he finally breaks away he’s smiling in a way I have not seen since before the argument.

“You just fulfilled the biggest fantasy I have,” he says against my mouth.

“Who is he?” I ask again.

He answers by turning me around, landing a firm slap on my bare ass that stings and makes me jump, then squeezing the same spot.

“You will find out in two days time, be here after your classes.”

Two days later, I walk from the campus straight to his apartment in the late afternoon.

My stomach is tight with nerves and something darker that has been pulsing between my legs since the moment I agreed.

Cannon opens the door before I finish knocking. He looks me over once and steps aside.

“I want you to strip everything off. Right here.”

I do it without hesitation. My shoes, jeans, underwear, shirt, bra, all of it drops to the floor until I am naked in his living room.

He walks around me slowly, hand trailing over my ass and up my spine, then leads me toward the bedroom without another word.

The door is already open, my eyes bulge in shock the moment I see him.

Elias is standing beside the bed like he has every right to be there, and the sight of him hits me harder than I expected.

Cannon’s best friend has always been handsome in a way that turns heads without trying, tall and lean with sharp cheekbones, dark eyes that look almost black in the low light, and a mouth that stays relaxed even now while he stares at my naked body like he has been waiting to ruin it.

The shock locks my feet in place.

“Cannon, what the f**k, Elias?”

“Easy,” Elias says, his voice low in a husky tone.

He steps forward while Cannon stays behind me, already pulling his own shirt off. I try to cover myself and take a step back but Cannon’s hands land on my waist and hold me still.

“I do not want this,” I say, but the protest comes out thin.

Elias reaches between my legs without asking and slides two thick fingers straight through the wetness that has been gathering there all afternoon.

He pushes them deep and curls them hard against the spot that makes my knees give.

“Your p***y is already soaking my hand, Valerie. You can pretend you do not want it but this p***y is begging.”

He fingers me with filthy precision, two fingers becoming three, stretching me open while his thumb grinds rough circles on my c**t.

Cannon moves to the side so I can watch him, jeans shoved down, his c**k out and hard in his fist as he strokes himself to the sound of his best friend’s fingers working inside me.

My resistance starts to crack under the relentless pressure and the way Elias keeps those dark eyes locked on my face while he ruins any chance I had of staying angry.

“f**k, look at how she drips for you,” Cannon mutters, pumping his c**k faster. “Get that hole ready.”

Elias adds a fourth finger for one brutal second just to make me cry out, then pulls free and shoves the same wet hand under my nose so I have to smell myself.

“On the bed, hands and knees, now.”

I go because the empty ache he left is worse than the shock of seeing him here.

The mattress dips as both of them join me. Cannon moves in front of my face and feeds his c**k between my lips while Elias positions himself behind me.

The thick head of his c**k rubbing up and down my soaked slit before he shoves in with one long dirty thrust that seats him all the way to the root.

The stretch burns and fills me completely. He starts f*****g me in deep steady strokes that rock me forward onto Cannon’s c**k, and every time I try to pull off for air, Cannon’s hand fists in my hair and holds me there so I have to choke on one while the other pounds into me from behind.

“Damn, she’s so f*****g tight around me,” Elias groans, hands clamped on my hips as he drives in harder. “You were right, she takes it like she was made for this.”

Cannon pulls out of my mouth only long enough to shift and push back into my cunt alongside his best friend.

The impossible stretch of two c***s forcing their way into me at the same time making me scream into the sheets.

They move in opposite rhythms, one pulling back while the other sinks deep, stretching my p***y wider than it has ever been until the pleasure turns raw and overwhelming.

Elias reaches under and rubs my c**t with rough fingers while they both f**k me.

The double penetration plus that pressure is enough to make me come hard, clenching and dripping around both of them while they keep using me without slowing down.

Elias finishes first with a low filthy curse, flooding me with hot thick c*m that leaks out around their c***s.

Cannon lasts only a few more strokes before he empties himself too, adding to the mess until it runs down my thighs in dirty streaks and drips onto the sheets.

They stay buried inside me for a long moment, breathing hard, while I remain on my hands and knees.

My face pressed to the mattress and the reality of Cannon’s best friend’s c**k still twitching deep in my p***y makes me crave for more.