Free Riding Raw by Stephanie Ganon Page A

my shoulders to get at her."
    "Then do it,” Duff said wisely, his progress not stopping one inch. “Lily's pretty flexible, ain't ya, sweetheart?"
    "Oh, shit.” She groaned as Duff finally worked his cock in to the balls. “Fuck! Don't—don't move. Jesus.” When he'd told her he was going to stretch her ass, he'd certainly meant it. Beads of sweat trickled down her forehead into her eyes. It stung. Not as much as having a huge cock in her ass, mind you, but it stung nonetheless.
    "Don't move, huh?"
    "Uh-huh."
    "But what if I want to? What if I absolutely need to move, Lily?"
    She rolled her eyes and wished she were lying in a position that left her able to punch him. But if she moved, it would be the same as Duff moving, and she wasn't ready for that.
    She lay on her side facing away from Duff. The original plan had been for Bo to enter her from the front. But she already felt stuffed and close to bursting. She wasn't sure how much more she could handle.
    "Damn it, Duff!” He'd shifted his hips. The bastard.
    "Oh, poor wittle Lily,” Bo singsonged, clearly enjoying himself. “I think I may have a solution, one that might ease Lily's discomfort and make us all happy."
    "And what might that be?” Duff flexed inside her.
    "Duff, you stay right where you are."
    Lily groaned. “Really? You must enjoy watching me be torn in half!"
    "And I'll make the ultimate sacrifice to ensure this brave woman gets off properly."
    Duff gritted his teeth. “Much obliged, Bo. Sacrifice away. I don't know how much longer I can hold back."
    Bo lifted her trembling thighs and set her foot on his shoulder. He dipped his tongue to her clit, enveloping her in sensation, moving down to taste and titillate before circling back up to suckle the swollen nub.
    "Ooh.” She moved forward to meet Bo's mouth and gasped as Duff moved with her, escalating the searing pleasure tearing through her. The movement started a pleasurable chain reaction. Every lick made her wetter. The more excited she became, the wetter she got, shifting her hips against Bo's dexterous tongue. She thrust against Duff, feeling his cock burn and stretch her, setting ablaze an exquisite agony she'd never before experienced.
    As the delirious heat spread inside her, she bit her lip to quiet the scream threatening to break free. She couldn't stop it, couldn't silence the sounds of ecstasy demanding release as Duff pumped in and out at full speed—pounding away any doubts she might have had about letting him fuck her ass.
    Duff exhaled loudly and mumbled into her hair. “I'm about...done. I don't think—” Growling, he wrapped her hair in his fist, his final powerful thrust jolting her into a climax all her own.
    Dazed, she remained on her side, unmoving. Bo leaned up on his elbow and grinned at them, a mischievous glint in his eye.
    A sacrifice indeed.
    When Lily was sure that each man slept soundly, she slipped out of their bedroom and went inside her own.
    Three days. And yet so much had happened she could barely keep the timeline straight.
    She would leave later that morning with few regrets...other than having to leave at all.
    But it was for the best, wasn't it? She loved Duff and was truly glad he'd found someone to give him everything she hadn't been able to. So she couldn't be the one to make him happy. So what?
    Lily was content to heal an old hurt and perhaps make a new friend. She'd made more progress in three days than she ever had in her entire life.
    Now it was time to start over. She'd do it with a heavy heart, but she'd do it.
    She lay across the bed and prayed for daylight.
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Chapter Nine
    Lily bit into an apple and waited for the coffee to perk. Her car would be arriving soon; she wanted to get on the road as soon as possible.
    After creeping out of Duff and Bo's bed that morning, she'd lain awake for hours, searching for answers. Around four a.m., an idea came to her. She'd try something a little different—especially since her