Laid Open by Lauren Dane Page A

watched Todd push Ben’s hand out of the way, taking Ben’s cock in his hand while he slowly pressed his cock into Ben’s ass.
    “Shhh,” Todd murmured as Ben hissed at the invasion. “Relax.”
    The next sound Ben made wasn’t from pain, and Erin knew Todd must have brushed his cock over Ben’s sweet spot.
    “Yesterday I learned to lean on Ben for a change.” Todd spoke as he began to slowly thrust and pull back. “I was reminded why I love our man so much, Erin. He knows us both so well.”
    “Loves us,” Erin said, though her words were slightly slurred.
    “Yes, definitely.”
    Erin briefly wondered at what exactly went on between them. She’d noticed the closeness they’d built, knew something important had happened. They’d tell her in their own way, she was sure. She only knew she was glad for it.
    “Your cock is so hard,” Todd said to Ben.
    Ben nodded with a groan.
    “You’re so fucking hot and tight, baby. I’m not going to last long. Look at our girl waiting there so patiently. She’s so hungry for it.” Todd ran covetous hands over Ben’s body and she surged forward just a brief moment before she got herself back under control.
    “Did you see that? She’s hungry for it.”
    Both men looked to her, Ben’s face a mask of helpless desire, Todd’s more tightly controlled but no less full of pleasure. He teased Ben’s ass, teased himself, hell, teased her until he fell forward with a groan as she knew he came.
    His mouth met Ben’s in another kiss, and Erin swallowed back the cry she wanted to make. They were so beautiful.
    They left for long moments as she remained in place. Wondering just exactly what Todd had planned. Hoping like hell it had something to do with that hard and ready cock Ben had been left with.
    “Now then. The edge has been taken off and I feel so much better.” Todd came back into the room and circled her. “How are your nipples?”
    He flicked one and the shock of pleasure echoed through her.
    Ben came out just a minute later and began to untie her. He brushed kisses over the marks on her skin.
    Each circle he undid, taking the rope from her body, kissing over the marks momentarily before he went back to it, sent her back into ropespace.
    “Now then, Erin. Ben’s cock is very, very hard. I can take care of it.” Todd’s mouth kicked up at the corner. “Or you can. Any preferences?” He leaned in close to nip her bottom lip and then bent to lick over both nipples.
    “Please, fuck me. Lick me. Anything. Just . . . please.”
    Ben sat and patted his lap. “Seems to me, Erin, you doubted us yesterday.”
    She arranged herself like he told her to and arched when his fingertips brushed up the backs of her thighs and over the seam of her ass. Teasing.
    “I didn’t. Exactly. You two want to fix me. I . . .”
    But she had no more opportunity to speak when the first crack came. Open palmed, Ben had slapped her ass once, twice and three times.
    It only made her wetter, something he verified when his fingers slid into her cunt and drew out to tickle her clit until she moaned.
    “You did. You promised us both that you’d always trust us.”
    Another slap and one more.
    “I was afraid,” she blurted.
    He stood so fast it made her head spin, and she found herself facing him on the bed, Todd right behind her.
    “On my cock, right this instant.” Ben grabbed her leg, moving it to rest on his hip.
    Todd reached around and undid the weights, and a rush of sensation followed as she squirmed and then found herself moving down, taking Ben’s cock deep.
    “Hold on.”
    She didn’t need to be told twice. She held on to his shoulders as he shifted. Todd’s arms came around, holding them both, pushing her down onto Ben’s cock, taking him deeper until she cried out.
    Orgasm she hadn’t been expecting just yet slammed into her as she arched, writhing as Ben began to stroke into her body hard and deep. She held on, buffeted by Todd’s body at her back.
    Wedged