“Excited much, Dev?” Jake stood behind him, his eyes locked with Michelle’s, his hand working to unroll a condom down Devlin’s length.
“Oh God, hurry,” he said.
“So you no longer want to take things slowly?” Jake teased.
“Maybe later.”
“Do you want him inside you, Michelle?”
He dragged the head of Devlin’s cock through her juices and she shuddered with need.
“Yes. Please. I can’t take your teasing anymore.”
Devlin’s cockhead pressed into her opening and she groaned. He moaned in answer, but Jake wasn’t finished toying with them yet. He tugged Devlin’s tip upward and rubbed it over her clit, before directing it just inside her again. Devlin sank into her several inches and her body tightened around him, drawing him deeper.
Please, deeper. Please.
But no. Jake rubbed Devlin against her clit again and he was whispering things into Devlin’s ear that Michelle could only catch snippets of. “Pull out when she’s— Don’t give it— I’ll take—”
She could only guess what they were plotting. Well, what Jake was plotting and Devlin would be acting on.
Devlin groaned. “Please, Jake,” he said. “Let me take her.”
“You want to be balls deep inside?”
“Yes,” Devlin and Michelle said in unison.
“All right, if you promise to do what I said.”
“I promise,” Devlin whispered. “I promise.”
Jake shifted his arm and Devlin sank deep. Michelle cried out in bliss, rocking against the cock that filled her. Finally filled her.
“Look at her, Devlin.”
Devlin stared. His gaze searched her face, examined every inch of her body, and when he looked to where their bodies were joined, he thrust into her and withdrew slightly, before filling her again. His mouth dropped open and his eyes squeezed shut. “Oh God.”
“How many times have you dreamed of this moment, Dev?” Jake asked. “Your cock buried inside her. Her body flushed with desire. For you. Does it feel as good as you thought it would?”
“Better,” Devlin said and turned his head to look at Jake. Jake stole Devlin’s lips in a heated kiss. Devlin released one of Michelle’s hips to grab the back of Jake’s head and deepen the kiss as he began to thrust his hips repetitively.
Michelle groaned as that unbearable ache inside was replaced with the fullness and friction she craved. Jake pulled his mouth from Devlin’s and leaned over where their bodies were joined. Devlin unexpectedly changed the angle of his penetration, leaving far too much room between her clit and his body. She wanted him to grind into her. To send her flying. When Jake’s tongue brushed her clit, Michelle jerked involuntarily and cried out. Oh dear God, yes. Her cries grew louder as Devlin’s thrusting cock and Jake’s massaging tongue pulled her rapidly toward release.
“So close,” she crooned. “I’m coming. I’m—”
Jake turned his head and Devlin pulled out, leaving her stuck in that mind-numbing and agonizing instant just before release. She tore her eyes open and gasped in surprise when Jake took Devlin’s cock in his mouth and began to suck. Devlin held the back of Jake’s head as he thrust into his throat. He groaned, rising on his toes to force himself deeper. Watching them together made Michelle’s pussy clench. It was almost worth giving up her orgasm to witness their interaction. Devlin cursed under his breath when Jake released his cock with a loud pop and turned his attention back to Michelle’s clit. An instant later, Devlin was inside her again, pounding her hard and deep while Jake flicked his tongue over her throbbing center.
Oh yes. Right there. Right there. Yes. Don’t stop.
She hoped they were both mind readers because her brain wasn’t functioning well enough to form words. Michelle clung to the sheet, her back arching off the bed as her body quaked with the first teases of orgasm and then, the bastards left her like that again—close, but unsatisfied. Devlin pulled out and slammed his cock deep into Jake’s throat. Jake swallowed Devlin without choking and then pulled back to apply strong suction and rapid, repetitive tugs to the head.
“Fuck, you’re awesome at that,” Devlin said and pulled free of Jake’s mouth to plunge inside Michelle’s achy pussy again. “One more and I’m done.”
“Don’t stop this time,” she pleaded. “Don’t stop.”
“One more,” Jake said. “And then we switch.”
“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.