A Question of Trust by Jess Dee

Whatever she experienced, he felt it too. Their coming together was not as simple as a quick fuck. There was more to it. So much more.
    “Connor,” Gabe rasped behind her. “Fuck, mate, that is so hot. Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it. She’s on fire.”
    She was. Flames licked at her pussy, her ass, her breasts.
    Connor kept on doing what he was doing. Kissing her like she was the most precious thing in the world, and making love to her like she was the sexiest woman he’d ever met. Blood pumped to her pussy, making her lips swell.
    It wasn’t enough. She wanted more. Wanted Gabe too. She wrenched her face away from Connor’s. “Do it, Gabe,” she demanded, pushing down on Connor’s cock, and back, offering herself to Gabe as well. “Fuck me.”
    “You got it, baby. Hold her, Regan. Hold her tight.”
    Connor’s arms tightened around her. And then Gabe was there, his groin beneath her butt, the head of his dick probing her ass.
    This time there weren’t bursts of a million tiny bubbles. This time there was just the utter desperation to get him inside. She bucked and pushed down again, making Connor groan. “Easy,” he panted. “Gotta make this last.”
    “That’s it, baby,” Gabe urged. “Let me in.” He pushed, and the tip of his penis penetrated her tight ring of muscle.
    Maddie froze. Fuck . The burn. It stung like hell.
    “You’re okay, sweetheart,” Connor whispered. “The pain’ll pass. I promise.”
    Gabe pushed in a little further.
    “No!” Christ, she couldn’t do this.
    He stopped dead.
    Shit, that was even worse. “Don’t stop. Not now.” It might hurt, but she wanted him inside, wanted them both there.
    Connor held her tight, then shocked her by withdrawing completely.
    Maddie groaned in complaint, bereft.
    “You know what to do,” Connor told Gabe.
    “I’m with you, mate,” Gabe answered. He thrust once and filled her ass completely with his cock.
    She froze again. Not because it hurt, but because it didn’t. Gabe felt unbelievable there. Unbelievable. “Gabe,” she whispered. “Sweet heaven…Gabe.”
    “I’m here, baby. I’m not going anywhere.”
    She shifted slightly, so Gabe could hold some of her weight, and a spark of pleasure shot through her. “Connor?”
    “Maddie?”
    “You too. Please. I need you too.” How was it possible to feel full and empty at the same time? Connor’s withdrawal worried her. She needed him back inside, needed to share herself with him. She needed to find home.
    “I don’t want to hurt you, sweetheart.” Connor kissed her forehead, tenderly.
    “You…won’t,” she muttered. Unless he decided not to see her through on this. Her heart contracted with sudden fear. “Please. You promised.”
    Connor moaned.
    Gabe pulled her thighs open a little more, giving Connor better access. “Do it, Regan,” he panted. “For all of us.”
    And then Connor was there again, pressing into her.
    She clung to him, moved back on Gabe, taking them both in at the same time. Was it possible? Could they fit?
    There was no space. But there was. Connor’s gentle but determined thrusts stretched her, filled her, slowly, exquisitely, until finally, he too was embedded deep within her. Full. She’d never felt so full. So snug.
    Gabe muttered wordlessly.
    For long seconds no one moved. They remained motionless, content to just be. She clung to Connor and burrowed her head into his neck. He held her thighs and her ass, while Gabe’s hands circled her waist. They both filled her. Completely. She was now officially the centre of a Maddie sandwich. It was mind blowing. Profound.
    It was magnificent.
    She wriggled her butt.
    Both men groaned. Then slowly, slowly Gabe withdrew. Just short of pulling out of her altogether, he pushed back in. At that exact moment, Connor took his cue and gradually withdrew. As Gabe pulled out again, Connor drove his cock back up. Slowly, gently, they fucked her, one thrusting in as the other pulled back.
    It was like