Oh honey, you’re doing a lot more than just kissing.
But I was! And not only that, I wasn’t even resisting!
Yeah, well… what’s there to resist?
I sighed as Tate’s free hand slid up my shirt, cupping my warm, naked breast. Jacob followed suit on the other side, lifting my shirt along the way. Their fingertips grazed me as the blanket fell into our laps.
“Nice,” I heard one of them say, their heads tilting downward. Their lips parted, and they were both on me at once.
Fuuuuuuck.
The mouths were warm and wet against my chest, the tongues swirling in what felt like a thousand different directions. I moved my hands to their heads, squeezing their hair. Pinning them even harder against my softness, while letting out a sigh so deep it came from my very core.
“Yes…”
It was a single word, a simple word. But it was a word of encouragement. A word that told them what they were doing was driving me absolutely wild, and they should keep doing it, and in fact I’d be happy if they never, ever stopped.
“Fuck yes…”
Down below, Tate’s fingers plunged even deeper inside me. I wore no underwear, possibly because I knew this might happen. More probably because I wanted this to happen, as strange as it seemed, as out of character and crazy as the whole thing seemed on the surface of my mundane, everyday life.
Then again, my everyday life had been pretty extraordinary lately.
My face tilted downward, to watch them feast on me. Jacob’s sun-bronzed face looked amazing against my porcelain complexion. Tate’s dark, beautiful stubble tickled my sensitive skin. I felt incredible, like a goddess being worshiped by two hot mouths. I spread my legs even wider for them. Rolled my hands into even tighter fists, lodged deep in the softness of their hair.
Fuck, I sighed inwardly. I want them.
My hands slid down over their backs, feeling the strength there. I continued further, curling around their sides. I dropped my palms into two warm laps, where I could feel the swell of arousal between their legs.
Oh.
I could feel two big lumps beneath their jeans. Giant knots of heat, straining to get free.
Oh wow…
Jacob stopped what he was doing to undo his own zipper. Tate took his lead, and together they lifted their hips and slid their pants and boxers down. I could feel them skin to skin now, still beneath the blanket. The heat was overwhelming.
A decision was made. It came easily and without hesitation. Without even a hint of regret.
“Take me to the bedroom,” I murmured, as my hands curled into fists. Closing slowly around them, it was like gripping two big rods. The twin controls for some very heavy machinery.
“Hurry, please…”
Nineteen
SERENA
I was strangely all in. Ready and willing to accept whatever happened, as they carried me into the warmth of my bedroom.
And of course I knew exactly what was going to happen.
The two men had spent the past half hour taking turns kissing me. Now they took turns undressing me, which took all of ten seconds. I was stretched out on the bed, writhing against my pillows. I couldn’t remember the last time anyone else had been in here, much less a pair of scorching hot men.
“Be easy on me,” I cooed softly, enjoying the feel of the soft down comforter against my back. “I’ve never done this.”
“What, sex?” joked Jacob. I heard the jangle of a belt buckle. The sound of clothing hitting the hardwood floor.
“No,” I purred, smiling. “I mean, well…” I pointed back and forth to them. Then to me.