Captured by Bosses - Chapter 4: All In | Free Erotic Story

Tessa’s pulse hammered, her body pinned between Ryder and Cole. She’d had her moment—fucked Ryder ‘til she screamed—but they weren’t letting her keep it. Ryder’s grip on her wrist tightened, his thick cock still hard, brushing her ass. Cole’s dick pressed against her stomach, hot and slick, his grin pure trouble. “Both of us,” Cole said again, voice dripping with filth. “You’re gonna take it all.” She opened her mouth to snap back, but Ryder spun her around, shoving her down onto the couch. Her knees hit the leather, ass up, and he was behind her fast, spreading her thighs. “No more games,” he growled, his hand smacking her ass—sharp, stinging, making her pussy clench. “You’re ours.” Cole dropped in front of her, kneeling on the cushion, his cock bobbing inches from her face. “Open wide, baby,” he said, grabbing her hair, tugging ‘til her scalp burned. She glared, but her cunt dripped, betraying her, and when Ryder’s dick nudged her vagina, she couldn’t stop the moan. He thrust in—hard, deep, no warning. Her pussy stretched wide, taking his thick penis, and she gasped, the burn of it rocking her. “Fuck!” she yelled, her walls gripping him tight, wet and hot. His balls slapped her clit with every pump, sending jolts through her, and she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Cole didn’t wait. He pushed his cock past her lips, filling her mouth, the salty taste hitting her tongue. “Take it,” he grunted, thrusting slow but firm, stretching her jaw. She gagged, spit dripping, but he kept going, his balls brushing her chin. “Fuck, yeah, suck it good.” Ryder pounded her from behind, relentless, his hands digging into her hips. “So tight,” he rasped, slamming deeper, his dick hitting spots that made her eyes roll back. Her clit throbbed under the slap of his balls, her cunt soaking him, dripping down her thighs. Every thrust rocked her forward, forcing Cole’s cock deeper down her throat. She was a mess—sweat stinging her skin, pussy pulsing, mouth stuffed. Her nipples scraped the couch, raw and aching, and the pleasure built fast, coiling tight in her belly. Cole’s hand twisted in her hair, fucking her face harder. “Look at you, choking on my dick,” he said, voice rough. “You love it.” She did—fuck, she did—and that pissed her off. Her body shook, caught between them, their cocks owning her. Ryder’s thrusts turned brutal, his groans loud, and she felt him swell inside her, stretching her vagina ‘til it hurt so good. “Gonna come soon,” he warned, slapping her ass again, and the sting pushed her over. Her orgasm ripped through her, messy and loud. Her pussy clamped on Ryder’s cock, spasming hard, wetness gushing as she screamed around Cole’s dick. Her clit pulsed, her whole body trembling, and she couldn’t stop it—wave after wave drowning her. Cole groaned, thrusting deep, and she felt his cock twitch, hot spurts hitting her throat. “Swallow it,” he ordered, and she did, choking, tears streaking her face. Ryder’s hands gripped her tighter, his dick slamming once, twice, then he roared, coming hard. His penis pulsed, flooding her cunt, hot and thick, and she felt it leak out, mixing with her own mess. He pulled out slow, leaving her empty, tender, and she collapsed forward, Cole’s cock slipping free. She panted, sprawled on the couch, her body wrecked—pussy dripping, throat raw, skin buzzing. Cole flopped beside her, grinning, his dick softening. Ryder stood, chest heaving, his cock still half-hard, shiny with her. “Fuck, Tessa,” he said, voice low. “You’re something else.” She glared up at him, wiped out but pissed. They’d taken her, fucked her senseless, and she’d loved every second—hated that she did. Her heart raced, vulnerability crashing in. She’d been theirs, completely, and now what? Cole’s hand brushed her thigh, lazy and warm. “Round three?” he teased. Her pussy twitched, despite everything, and she cursed herself. They had her—body, mind, all of it—and the night wasn’t over.