Those are the words. That is the only thought. I shouldn’t have to explain this. I want it, and that is all I know.
Cass glances at Will over my shoulder, as though negotiating this situation with him. Negotiating the terms of my surrender? That might be one way of looking at it.
Negotiating the terms of their surrender, is another way.
Finally something seems to change. They came to an agreement. I can tell.
Cass looks down at me with a sly, determined expression.
“You really want this? You’re sure?”
I bite my lip, nodding tightly.
“Once we start, we won’t be able to stop,” Will warns me.
Cass smirks evilly. “Oh, I don’t know, Will,” he drawls. “Is she convincing? Do you really think she means it?”
Will chuckles, deep in his chest. “Yeah… I don’t know.”
Coming closer, Cass brushes his lips over mine, teasing, making me lean toward him then pulling away.
“I don’t know either,” he whispers.
I begin to shudder, my muscles quaking from the effort of trying to get closer to him.
“What do you want me to do?” I whisper back.
He smiles, drawing back slightly so that he can see into my eyes.
“I want you to beg.”
“Please,” I reply automatically.
He wrinkles his nose, then shakes his head.
“Not convincing. Are you convinced, Will?”
“Not at all,” Will announces.
Again he comes closer, his soft lips tantalizingly near, yet frustratingly far away.
“Yeah… You’re going to have to convince me,” he tells me. “You’re going to have to really, really want it…”
Will’s arms close around me tighter, his thumb and forefinger pinching my nipples almost to the point of pain.
“I do… I do want it…”
“Not enough, Libby. You have to want more.”
“Yeah,” Cass agrees, “I think I need to hear you scream it.”
Before I can draw breath, I’m lifted suddenly into the air. Startled, I realize that Cass has thrown me over his shoulder and we are headed to the back of the house, back to the bedroom.
I barely have time to catch my breath before I’m falling, then landing in the middle of the soft comforter with a bounce. Will and Cass land on either side of me, arranging themselves over my limbs.
Closing my eyes, I submit to the urgent desires of both men. I feel my borrowed boxers being pulled off as Will takes my mouth in a breathless, crushing kiss. Totally exposed, my legs are spread apart, and hands explore me in a dizzying tumble of overlapping sensations.
I can’t tell who is who, and I don’t need to. They work in perfect synchrony, one kissing my mouth, while the other bites my waist. Hands massage my breasts as other hands stroke my pussy lips lightly.