“And we want you to feel good,” Austin said.
“I do.” The words almost came out as a moan.
“But I bet you can feel even better,” Austin said. “Can you touch your breast for me?”
Oh God. I really didn’t want to—did I? The way they were touching me was so good. It wouldn’t feel as good if it were my hand.
“Don’t do it for us, actually,” Denver contradicted his brother. “Do it for yourself. But perhaps you can trust us that it’ll feel good?”
Trust them? I did trust them. All four of them. But about this? Well… I was pretty sure that Austin knew what he was talking about. Both of them probably did.
Slowly, I snaked my hand along my waistline, slipping it under my shirt. When I cupped my breast, I wasn’t surprised to find my nipple rock hard. Tentatively, I squeezed my heated flesh, and then rolled the nipple with my thumb.
Austin and Denver still stroked my hips, occasionally squeezing my ass or rubbing my thighs. It made every inch of my skin tingle. They were staring at my shirt and at my hand under the fabric. Even in the dim light, I could see the look of longing in their faces. Longing to see me.
Could I do that? The twins showed a lot more every night at the club, but they were gorgeous. I was just… me. But maybe they liked what they saw anyway.
With my other hand, I slowly eased my shirt up, baring my stomach. Then I took a deep breath and lifted it over my breasts. Then other hands joined mine, and the shirt rose over my head and was gone.
“God, you’re beautiful, Emma.” Before I could register which side that had come from, they were both kissing my neck and my jaw, almost as if they’d choreographed it. Austin grabbed my free hand and put it on my other breast, and I couldn’t help squeezing my nipples as their talented mouths tantalized my sensitive skin.
Then Denver’s mouth was near my ear. “Can I give you a hand with that?”
I nodded, and then his strong hand replaced mine. When he grasped my breast, squeezing lightly, it made my pulse pound between my legs, and that doubled when Austin’s hand caressed my other breast. My breath quickened as their skillful fingers went to work.
My moans got louder and my breathing heavier, but I still heard Austin say, “Why don’t you touch yourself between your legs?”
God, could I? My hips were already gyrating on the bed, just from their touch and their nearness. Hard, shredded masculine bodies were on either side of me, and it felt like I could almost come from that alone. Orgasms had always been a difficult thing for me to achieve, and I’d never had one during sex… but Austin and Denver had me most of the way there and I still had my panties on.
Tentatively, I reached down. I pushed down the waistband of my panties, and like with my shirt, Austin and Denver made quick work of it. I couldn’t believe it. I was naked on a bed between two naked men. Well, mostly naked. I didn’t know if Denver still had his boxers on, and I didn’t really care. All I could think about was how amazing it felt to have their hands on my breasts.
I ran my finger along my slit and wasn’t surprised to feel how wet I was. Probably wetter than I’d ever been.
“That’s it,” Denver said as I stroked along my folds, teasing myself. He hooked his leg around mine, and Austin did the same on the other side. They spread my legs apart, giving my fingers more access.
The embarrassment I expected to feel didn’t come. It couldn’t because all I could feel was pleasure. From Austin, from Denver, and even from myself. I spread some moisture over my clit, and it felt so good that I gasped.
“Come on, baby, make yourself feel good,” Austin said.
I did feel good. I felt amazing, in fact.
“Work your clit,” Denver said. “You don’t have to rely on a man to bring you pleasure.”
My finger flicked faster over my clit as I moaned.
“But it can be fun if you do,” Austin said. Then he dipped his head and suddenly my nipple was encased by his warm lips. Denver did the same and my legs started shaking as the pressure mounted inside me. The twins kept their legs hooked around mine, not allowing me to close my legs and brace myself against the coming onslaught.
“Come on, Emma,” Denver said before recapturing my nipple between his teeth. My body was now trembling so much that my hips kept bucking off the mattress.
“Don’t hold back,” Austin commanded.
My breath caught in my throat, and then an explosion rocked through me. My mouth opened in a silent scream as my limbs froze and muscles deep inside me contracted. For the longest moment, the waves of electricity inside me felt like too much, but I didn’t want them to stop.