Valerie’s POV
Jacob lies on his back. I climb on top and sink onto his c**k and the thickness of him filling me from below while I'm this swollen and oversensitive makes my eyes water.
I roll my hips on him, adjusting, feeling every inch, and his hands grip my waist.
"You good?" he asks, looking up at me.
"Give me a second," I breathe. "You're big and I've been f****d four times tonight."
"Five by the time we're done," he says, and his grin makes my p***y clench around him.
Nate climbs behind me. His chest presses against my back. His c**k presses against my ass.
"Have you ever..." he starts.
"No," I say. "Never. You'd be the first."
"We'll go slow," he says.
"Don't go slow," I say. "Go slow and I'll chicken out. Just push in. I trust you."
His hand suddenly grips my hip. Before
