Zaid kisses me, letting me taste myself on his tongue, and as my foot finds the floor again, I unwind my arm from around Lucas’s neck. I reach down, my fingers fumbling with the button and fly of Zaid’s suit as the hand behind me works to free his brother’s cock too. They both help me a little, and then they both let out satisfied groans of their own as I wrap a hand around each of them.
They’re almost exactly the same size, although Lucas’s cock is a little thicker. My breath comes faster as I stroke them, spreading the beads of precum that ooze slowly from their shafts.
“This is not what I thought would happen when Hale invited me to come with you guys tonight,” I say breathlessly, letting out a soft, almost giddy laugh.
“Me neither.” Lucas’s voice hitches. “But I’m glad as fuck it did.”
Zaid murmurs an agreement as they both begin to kiss and touch me again, their hands wandering over my body as my fists move up and down their cocks. I’ve never double-fisted dick before, so I’m a little awkward with it at first, but it doesn’t take long for me to find a rhythm that has them both groaning. Their hips thrust against my hands, and just as another slick droplet of precum seeps from Lucas’s crown, he wraps his hand around my wrist, stopping me.
When he speaks, his voice is rough with desire. “I’m gonna come soon, Grace. Fuck, it feels too damn good. Do you want to stop this here? Or do you want more?”
I know what he’s asking. If I want them both to finish in my hands like this, or if I want to take things further.
My clit throbs insistently, and my pussy clenches, desperate for something to fill it up.
“More,” I gasp out.
Zaid and Lucas both make pleased noises, the sounds so similar it makes me shiver. Using his grip on my wrist, Lucas tugs my hand away from his cock. His arms band around my waist, and he lifts me easily before taking three long strides and stopping in front of the small couch that lines one wall.
Keeping his arms around me, he sinks down onto it, settling me on his lap with my back to his chest. My legs automatically spread to either side of his thighs, and I feel the hardness of his cock brush against my bare pussy. He groans, and I rise up a little, situating myself over him before I reach down between us and line him up with my core.
As I sink down, all the breath leaves my lungs in a shuddery exhale. Zaid is watching us both, fisting his own cock and stroking it with slow deliberation.
“Let me see you ride my brother,” he orders, his mouth dropping open a little as he stares at us.
My skin feels like it might catch fire from the way he’s looking at me, but I do what he says, rolling my hips as Lucas’s cock slides in and out of me. It feels fucking amazing, and as hot as it is to have Zaid watching us, I want him to feel as good as I feel right now. Without breaking my rhythm, I jerk my chin, gesturing him over.
“Jesus. You’re gonna wreck me, aren’t you?” He chuckles hoarsely as he steps closer, and I grin up at him as I work my hips against his brother.
“I’m gonna try.”
He laughs softly again, then drops his head and kisses me as Lucas’s hands find my hips, guiding my movements.
Zaid finally pulls away from our kiss, standing in front of me with his cock jutting forward, hard and thick. His pants are shoved down just far enough to give me access to what I want, and I lick my palm before wrapping my hand around him again. My hips move faster, rising and falling harder as I fuck his brother and stroke Zaid at the same time.
But I still want more. Pleasure is spiraling through my body, erasing any shyness or doubt, and as Lucas holds my hips, I lean forward, taking Zaid’s cock in my mouth.
He curses under his breath, his hands delving into my hair. One of my hands braces on his hip, keeping me from toppling forward, while the other grips his shaft, working in tandem with my mouth as I squeeze and stroke him.
It’s a slightly awkward position, but both men hold me steady, keeping me perfectly balanced between them as we all move together.
“Fuck, kitten. Oh, fuck.”
Salt explodes on my tongue as the first jet of cum hits the back of my throat, and Zaid lets out a muffled grunt as he comes. I swallow as fast as I can, hollowing my cheeks and continuing to suck until he grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls me away, helping me straighten up before stepping back. I lean backward against
Lucas’s chest, feeling him thicken and swell inside me. He’s close too, hovering right on the edge.
“That was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen,” he mutters, his hand sliding down my stomach and slipping under my dress to find my clit. “You’re fucking amazing.”
He finds the hard, swollen bundle of nerves with the pads of his fingers, massaging in hard circular strokes.
And that’s all it takes.
I come hard, my breath catching in my throat as I grip his forearm, rolling my hips over and over.
“That’s it. Just like that. God, yes.” His body stiffens beneath mine as he slams his hips upward, impaling me even deeper as his cock pulses inside me.
My body melts against his, my head falling against his shoulder as all the bones in my body seem to dissolve. I stare up at Zaid, who’s looking down at us in the dim light. My eyes have adjusted enough that I can make out his features and the satisfied gleam in his green eyes.