No hesitation. Just heat and that blunt honesty she used when she had already decided.
Nixx kissed the small of her back.
“Slow,” he said. “You say stop, we stop. Benny, you feel anything pull, you say it.”
“I’m fine.”
“Say it anyway.”
“I’m fine. Put your c**k in her with mine before I lose my mind.”
JJ laughed, breathless, and then the laugh broke when Nixx spat and rubbed the wetness over her already stretched opening, over my shaft, making a mess of both of us.
He lined up behind her.
The first pressure made her gasp. I felt him—the blunt head of him sliding against me, seeking space inside the same tight heat. JJ’s nails dug into my shoulder. I kissed her mouth and told her she was doing so f*****g good, that she felt unbelievable, that we had her.
Nixx pushed.
Not all of him
