He looked down at his waiting feast.
His large, calloused hands settled on their asses—one wide palm swallowing Nano's small, pale cheek, the other spanning Sugar's larger, rounder curve, his fingers sinking into her soft fat.
His thumbs dipped ruthlessly into their deep clefts and pulled outward.
Both hidden rings spread bare to his view.
Nano's hole was soft pink—a tight, innocent little rosebud, fluttering and soaked with her own sweat, the surrounding flesh the delicate hue of her untouched body.
Sugar's hole was almond—darker, elegant, a tense little pucker that clenched rhythmically as he watched, the surrounding skin sharing the warm, dusky tone of her gorgeous flesh.
He chuckled, a dark, throaty sound.
"You already know me," he murmured, his thumbs pressing dead center against both twitching, forbidden entrances at the exact same second. "How kind I am."
Both bodies jolted as if struck by lightning.
