“R—Really?”
“Mmm-hmm,” he said, kissing me some more. “Wondering whether you’d call, or if we should just call you instead.” With his free hand, he used a single fingertip to lightly trace one of my nipples. It was the same thing Erik was doing on the other side.
“Worrying about whether or not we’d lost you,” he whispered. “Or if we’d ever get to do this again…”
His hand cupped me firmly, his thumb pumping my button. I reacted like I’d been struck by lightning. My whole body pulsed, arching upward. My lips parting in a silent gasp.
“You’re pretty amazing,” Roman went on. He locked eyes with me, his fingers still deep inside. Still churning and pumping…
Fuck.
I could barely take it — the sensations were so overwhelming. And yet, I still wanted more. I wanted to be theirs forever, lying between them. Garnering their attention. Being showered with hot, lingering kisses, as they brought me closer and closer to a tremendous, life-altering climax.
At the moment, such a thing wasn’t far off. They were still touching me, only now they were using their slick, sticky fingers to feed me my own sweet nectar. It drove me wild, licking their fingers clean. Watching them watch me do it, while spreading my legs even wider and urging them on.
“Someone has to fuck me,” I eventually grunted. I was delirious with my need for them, now. Totally in heat. “Please…”
They didn’t even exchange looks, which made me wonder if they’d established the order beforehand. Like one of them had won some secret bet, and therefore, the right to bed me first.
It made me even hotter to think of it that way.
Roman slid between my legs, while Erik moved up to kneel beside me. Gripping the base of his manhood in one tattooed hand, he sifted his fingers into my hair and fed me his cock.
“Mmmmmm…”
It slid easily and willingly into my throat, all thick and warm and pulsating. Quickly I took over for him. In and out, up and down, I used a combination of my hands and mouth in tandem. I was blowing him like there was no tomorrow when, suddenly, I felt the head of Roman’s big cock pushing its way inside me.
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I made a noise. It must’ve been a weird one, because both guys laughed.
“What?”
“You’re cute,” Roman shrugged, “that’s all.” Gripping my thighs, he added a smile. “Especially when your eyes cross.”
I crossed my eyes on purpose, sticking my tongue out for comedic effect. Then I got serious. Grabbing him by the shoulders I pulled him downward and into me, spreading my legs as wide as they would go. It felt so enormously good, being stretched and filled like this. So much so, I’d completely forgotten about Erik.
“Sorry honey,” I grinned, reaching for him again. I guided him back to my lips with a wink.
“We’ll forgive you this time,” he joked, returning the wink with one of his own. “But if we’re going to keep doing this…”
He grunted primally as his cock bottomed out in my throat. The idea of doing this again — and not just again, but to keep on doing this — made my stomach drop like a plummeting elevator.
“… you’ll really need to learn how to multitask.”
Twenty
SAVANNAH
My mind spun wildly as they plunged in and out of me. Taking me together, one from each end. Sawing me back and forth between them, until my whole body exploded in a shuddering, earth-shattering orgasm that left me temporarily spent and delirious.
“Switch.”
The word barely registered in my euphoria-clouded mind. It was a single word — a simple word. But a word made so very dirty in circumstances like this.
I felt myself being manipulated; two impossibly strong hands guiding me by the hips. Pulling me backwards across the sheets, as I went with the flow. Eventually my bare feet touched the smooth wood floor, and I found myself bent over the edge of the bed, as Erik gripped me tightly and entered me from behind…
“God…” I heard him swear loudly. “Fuck man, she’s so tight.”