“Right. I haven’t forgotten. Lick her,” Devlin demanded, his strokes hard and deep. “Make her come. Make her— Oh God, hurry.”
Jake’s tongue brushed Michelle’s clit and she exploded. Her clenching pussy clamped so hard on Devlin’s cock that her hips rose off the bed.
“Michelle,” Devlin cried as he rammed himself deep and his body shuddered against hers.
Jake sucked her clit into his mouth and she screamed, claiming an earthshattering release that left her completely disoriented. Her body was still shaking with ecstasy when Devlin pulled out and Jake moved between her thighs to slide inside her—thrusting slow and deep to ride out the final waves of her orgasm. There was more inside her than just cock, her addled thoughts comprehended. The row of piercings down the underside of his cock made her moan with delight.
Devlin crawled onto the bed beside her, kissing her lips desperately between gasps for air.
“You’re supposed to be kissing her other lips,” Jake said.
“Yes, I will,” Devlin agreed. “Just give me a second to worship her.”
She was the one who should be worshipping them. She’d never come so fucking hard in her life and apparently Jake wasn’t quite finished with her.
Chapter Twelve
Devlin nuzzled his face against Michelle’s neck. He’d like nothing better than to hold her against his sweat-drenched body and drift to sleep, but that would be selfish. Jake had given them both incomparable pleasure, and the guy had to be aching with need. Devlin massaged soft kisses into Michelle’s damp throat, using his nose to brush aside the strands of hair clinging to her golden skin. The gentle rock of her body reminded him to assist Jake the way Jake had assisted him. He lifted his head to kiss Michelle’s lips and found her head tilted back, her mouth wide, eyes squeezed shut. He was pretty sure she’d stop breathing.
“Michelle?” he asked in concern.
“I’d say the piercings are a hit,” Jake murmured, a hint of laughter in his voice.
Devlin glanced down the bed at Jake who was churning his hips as he claimed Michelle with slow, deep thrusts.
Michelle took a deep breath and then groaned.
“Does that feel good?” Devlin asked her.
She opened one eye to try to look at him, but it rolled into the back of her head and her eyelid fluttered shut again.
He’d take that as a yes.
He extended an arm, sliding his hand down her belly until he found her clit. He massaged it gently and she nearly launched off the mattress. Just how hard could they make her come this time? Devlin was determined to find out. His tongue flicked over her beaded nipple as he stroked her clit rapidly.
Writhing with overstimulation, Michelle grabbed his wrist with both hands. “Wait!” An instant later her body convulsed uncontrollably.
Jake groaned, his thrusts growing more rapid. Before she’d stopped shaking, Jake pulled out and rolled her onto her stomach. He hurriedly filled her again, fucking her hard from behind—his expression tense, his muscles tightening with each deep thrust. Michelle clung to the sheets with both hands, moaning her pleasure. Devlin just stared. He was already getting hard again.
After a moment, Jake slowed his strokes into those deep, churning motions that made the beautiful woman in Devlin’s bed scream.
“Do you have any lube?” Jake asked.
“Huh?” Devlin’s brain had completely disconnected and all he could focus on were the sights and sounds and scents of sex overwhelming his senses.
“Do you have any—”
As Jake’s initial question registered, Devlin scrambled off the bed and hurried to the bathroom. Did he have lube? Fuck yes, he had lube. He wasn’t sure how Jake planned to use it, but Devlin’s ass tightened at the thought of being filled with that big pierced cock. Or maybe Jake needed it for Michelle. Or for himself. Whatever he needed it for, Devlin was completely invested in seeing what Jake’s sexually creative mind imagined next. Hell, not imagined. Devlin imagined sexual acts of all sorts. Jake acted on them.
When Devlin returned to the bed, Jake was massaging the sexy globes Michelle’s ass cheeks. Devlin watched for a moment, his cock fully erect now and wanting to join the festivities.
“Here’s your lube,” Devlin said, trying to hand it to him.
“That’s for you,” Jake said with a wicked grin.
“Oh.” He dropped his arm. “What do you want me to do with it?”
Jake cocked an eyebrow at him and slapped Michelle’s ass. Her body tensed with shock and she cried out. “That is entirely up to you. I just thought you needed a little encouragement to get in on this.”
Entirely up to him. He glanced from Michelle—face down and writhing on his bed—to Jake who was doing her right, apparently. He couldn’t compete with a pierced cock and as much as he’d like to explode in her mouth, he doubted she had the mental capacity to suck him off. He examined her ass, wondering if they could find a way for him to take her from behind while Jake fucked her pussy raw. And then his gaze dropped to Jake’s ass, which was flexing and relaxing each time he thrust into Michelle. Did Devlin dare claim Jake’s body in that way? Did he even want to?
“So what’s it going to be?” Jake asked.
“Can we both do her at the same time?”
Michelle whimpered.
Jake grinned. “Excellent choice.”
He glanced around the room and nodded toward an upholstered bench in the dressing room. “Do you want to drag that over here or should we take her over there?”
Devlin wasn’t sure why he needed a bench, but he went to retrieve it and set it next to the platform. Jake leaned over Michelle’s back and spoke gently into her ear.
“How are you doing? Are you sore?”
She shook her head. “Even if I was, I wouldn’t admit it. I need this. You have no idea how much I need this.”
He kissed her ear. “Then no complaining out of you when you can’t walk in the morning.”
“Devlin can carry me,” she said.
Devlin grinned, glad she hadn’t forgotten he was in the room.
Jake pulled out and Michelle tried to slide off the bed. Apparently her legs wouldn’t support her.
“She’s too tired for cowgirl,” Jake said. “We’re going to have to pile drive her.”
Devlin blinked at him. “Sounds romantic.”
“It is for us,” Jake said and laughed at Devlin’s expression.
He had no idea what was in store for any of them, but he followed Jake as he lifted Michelle and carried her to the padded bench. He placed her on her back and basically folded her in half. “Hold your legs to your chest, sweetheart.”
She did as instructed without protest and Devlin’s cock leapt at the sight of her exposed holes. Hands shaking with excitement, he opened the tube of lube and prepared her for penetration. Were they really both going to fuck her at the same time? Devlin had thought he had an interesting sex life, but it had nothing on tonight and the night was still young. Jake pressed up against Devlin’s back and stroked his cock.
“I was sort of hoping you’d choose my ass over hers,” he whispered in Devlin’s ear. He deftly unrolled a fresh condom over Devlin’s length. “Maybe later.”
Devlin’s breath escaped him in a huff. What was it about this guy that was such a turn on? And why did he feel cherished each time Jake took it upon himself to sheathe Devlin’s cock in latex?
Still standing behind him, Jake urged him forward to straddle the bench. He watched Michelle’s face as Jake rubbed Devlin’s cock over the slippery entrance to her back hole. Her lips parted and breath caught as he pressed down. Filling her slowly. He thrust gently, getting her body used to his thickness; his length.
“Oh,” she moaned. “I need it there too.”
Jake moved from supporting Devlin from behind and lifted a leg so he could straddle the bench facing Devlin. Devlin looked down where he was already inside Michelle and watched Jake fill her pussy with a slow downward thrust.