“No, no. We both love every inch of you, all the holes, all the curvy bits,” Eddie nipped her neck playfully. “I mean that Jack knows just how to rev you up, but leaves the naughtier stuff for me.”
“He’s not all vanilla.”
“I know, baby, we’re the same person—sort of. But he doesn’t dothisvery often.”
With a sudden push, Frankie found herself facedown, ass up, cheeks spread while Eddie knelt on the bed behind her. His thicker, shorter cock plunged into her pussy while two fingers pushed deep into her ass, not giving her much time to adjust. She let out a gasp of surprise at the twin stretch, a gasp that turned to a moan when his free hand descended with a smarting slap on the fleshiest part of her cheek. “Eddie!” she cried out.
“I’m going to need to hear that a lot more,” he instructed, another slap on her other cheek punctuating his words. “Just to make sure you can still tell who’s fucking this glorious ass and pussy.”
“I know who it is, I promise,” she moaned, arching into him like a cat eager for someone to stroke its spine.
“Who loves to fuck your pussy nice and hard?” he asked, this time dragging his short, blunt nails lightly down her back, making her spine sing.
“You!”
His fingers rammed into her stretched hole more deeply, faster, making her head spin. “I didn’t catch the name. Who’s fucking both your holes, princess?”
“Eddie! Eddie Hyde!”
“And who already gave you a nice big load in your pretty little puss?”
“Jack!
“And who’s the luckiest wife in the world and why?” He rocked forward, cock stuffing her to the hilt and fingerstwitching inside of her, stroking the thin wall between orifices that made her feel like she was about to burst.
“I am, because I have endless two-for-one specials in the husband department,” she mewled, reaching back to rub her aching pussy.
“Good girl. Bad girl. Best girl.” Eddie praised in short huffs as he started rocking into her. “Get your toy, baby.”
Frankie strained and stretched forward, fingers barely closing on the nightstand’s top drawer and pulling out a thick silicone plug with a jewel-like base.
Eddie took it from her fingers and slotted it into her pussy as he withdrew, twirling the tapered cone inside of her to collect the torrents of natural lubricant she was producing. His fingers slid from her backdoor, and he pushed the plug from her pussy to her ass.
As her hole closed around the base, swallowing it up, she moaned. It fit her differently than his fingers, more solid, bulky, and didn’t give her any respite like his thrusting fingers did.
“So full?” he asked.
“So full,” Frankie moaned. “Ah!” She let out a sharp little gasp when Eddie flicked the jeweled top, making it bounce inside her tight passage.
“Want me to put my cock back in your pussy, baby? Want to be extra, extra full?” he asked, voice low and bruising.
But unlike with her abusive ex, Frankie had no fear, even though some called Eddie and Jack a literal monster, a mutant mess meant to instill fright. She could always say no. She could make the slightest hesitation, and her husband would move heaven and earth to protect her and Bella.
“I want to bestuffed,” she begged with a naughty smile on her face.
“Oooh, like a turkey,” Eddie teased, sliding his thick cock back inside of her. “Ooh. Ohh, that’s my snug little temptress. You feel that, Frankie?”
She nodded, eyes rolling back as the added pressure of his cock seemed to short-circuit her brain. Her hips bowed down and her knees spread as if she could escape the thick weight of the plug in her ass and his cock inside of her, an overload of sensation that she craved, even though it left her breathless and wrecked.
Eddie took her over that edge, not a graceful orgasmic peak like she’d found with Jack, but a “fucked out of my mind” wasteland where she was helpless against the pounding of his cock and the orgasms that he wrung from her.
Eddie’s hand came forward, wrapping around her throat as he pulled her back to his chest, spearing her pussy on him, pressing the plug in tighter. “Love you.” The hand owned her. Possessed her.
He owns all of me, and oh, God, it’s so wonderful to belong to him.“Love you,” she hissed through waves of pleasure and stretching, deep twinges as he pressed in, balls deep, the tip of his thick rod hitting her cervix.
“Stay on me. Stay on me right like this, Frankie. You know why?”
“So I can be so full?” she moaned.
