Francisco moves his lips, his eyes never coming to mine, while Kai’s stare sears my face. The pull between us is so strong that I flick my eyes at him and study his expression.
His eyes are foggy and unfocused, hinting at how aroused he is. The absence of a smile on his face gives him a stern look, yet the pleasure is there. The wicked delight feeding his dark side.
I don’t know what’s going on in his mind right now.
He doesn’t seem anxious, furious, or vengeful. He just watches me with these two men.
Alejandro’s hand moves to my hip before cupping a breast.
He strokes my chest and starts kneading me harder and harder, his hard-on pushing against my back.
I slide my hand to his fly, tilting my head to the side to meet his lips.
He is right there, waiting for me, and within seconds it all becomes about us. I’m already aroused, and locking lips with him only makes my pleasure soar.
I quietly moan, moving my lips and tongue with his, pulling his zipper down and taking out his erection without even looking.
He rocks his hips, pushing his hard-on against my fist while I continue to kiss him and stroke him at the same time.
A few more moments pass when I break the kiss and look at Francisco and then Kai.
Our eyes lock this time, and there is a lot going on in his gaze but mostly thick, dark, pure lust.
Kai pushes to his feet, his eyes not leaving mine, and sheds his clothes.
His shirt hits the chair before he unfastens his belt, kicks off his shoes, and lets his pants fall to the floor.
His cock bounces as he moves, and I roll to him when he slides onto the mattress and sits on his knees, offering me his hard cock.
I take him into my mouth, staring up at him.
A small smile pulls at the corner of his lips, and I’m emboldened to carry on.
I swirl my tongue around his crown and suck on his hard rod before bringing my lips to Alejandro again.
He pushes his tongue between my lips, his cock twitching in my hand, signaling to me this will only get hotter.
Milking Alejandro’s shaft and sucking on his tongue, I spread my legs for Francisco, who fucks me with his fingers before I break the kiss to take Kai into my mouth again.
He shudders when I bring my hand to his erection.
Alejandro slides off, takes off his clothes, and returns.
They pull me up eventually, so my back is propped against the pillows and the headboard. Kai pulls to one side, Alejandro lying next to me.
Wedged between my legs, Francisco cuffs the root of his erection and pushes it into me, and I begin to melt.
My skin burns, the two men flanking me, having their eyes on me. Not touching me. Touching themselves.
Rocking his hips, Francisco enters me at a steady pace, making me tense while nudging me closer to the peak.
He breaks away from me and makes me take him into my mouth, and when the taste and smell of our juices hits my brain, all I want is for my body to become one with their bodies.
His knees are propped on either side of me as he holds my head against his thrusts.
Looking down, searching my eyes.
Something is different with him this evening.