I hold her gaze as Isaac pumps up and into her, again and again. Each time he thrusts into her, her breasts jiggle. Her lips part and her breath comes out in little gasps. Her pupils are dilated, her color high. Her eyes are dazed and the lust in them heightens my desire.
I bend to latch my mouth around her nipple and suck. She groans and curls her fingers in my hair and tugs. I bite her nipple, and she lets out a tiny scream. I turn my attention to her other breast and give it the same attention. Her flesh swells under my attention. She writhes, then pants. She tugs on my hair with enough force that I raise my head. Instantly, she crashes her mouth on mine. She bites down on my lower lip and my cock thickens.
My balls tighten. It feels like I’m carrying stones between my legs, weighed down by the strength of my need for her. My thigh muscles throb. Pinpricks of fire detonate across my skin. She must feel it, too, for she reaches down and cups my balls.
47
Lena
I must be dreaming. That’s the only explanation for why I have Isaac’s cock inside my pussy and my hands on JJ’s balls. I hadn’t consciously made a choice when I had stretched out my arm toward JJ. For that matter, I hadn’t meant to walk over to Isaac in the first place. But he’d seemed so sad sitting there on his own, with that look of desperation in his eyes. He’d expected me to go over to JJ. I’d expected myself to go over to JJ. But I also knew JJ was stronger than Isaac. He could weather disappointments, bounce back faster. Isaac was more unsure; he was still finding himself.
I hated the fact that I’d come between them, complicating their relationship further. I wanted to mend the chasm between them. Wanted to find a way to get them back together. All of this had been in my subconscious when I’d walked over to Isaac, then extended my hand to JJ. I didn’t think he’d join us. He was always so serious, so set in his ways, so very possessive, I was sure he’d be pissed off with me. I was sure he’d jump to his feet and leave. Only, he walked over to us.
Not only did he join us, but he encouraged me to allow Isaac to fuck me, in front of him. And he added to my pleasure. He touched me and knew exactly how to play my body to enhance my pleasure. No surprise there. Something Isaac never bothered to learn in the time we were together. Oh, he was making up for it now. As if he was aware that this was a turning point for all of us, Isaac was tunneling into me with so much vigor that, between his fucking my pussy and JJ squeezing my tits and fondling my clit, I knew I wasn’t going to last long.
Now I glance up into JJ’s features. His jaw is set, his gaze narrowed. A nerve throbs at his temple. But his eyes? The look in his eyes is confused, vulnerable. It’s uncharted territory for him. For all of us. And JJ’s still here. It must be so difficult for him to turn his back on his set ways and do something different, something that wasn’t his idea. To hold me, to encourage me, and to be there for me as his son fucks me.
He’s willing to do it for me. He’s ready to leave the choice of what happens next to me… That’s what he meant earlier when he said he’d accept any decision I make. He’s doing this for me. And I… I want him to join us, to be with us when we hit that pinnacle. I am not going to leave him behind. It’s why I reach for the towel knotted about his hips and tug. The towel falls to the floor and he’s there. Or rather his monster cock is there, thick, heavy, standing at attention, precum oozing from the slit on its crown.
The muscles of his groin jump and his thighs flex. "What are you doing, girl?" he growls.
I allow one side of my lips to kick up, then cup his balls in my palm and wrap the fingers of my other hand around his cock. His dick throbs and pushes into my palm. Hot, thick, and so hard. The blood pumps through the organ, the head purple and weeping. The scent of his is sherry oak and musk, with an edge of need shot through it. My core clenches and Isaac’s chest planes bunch against my back. I want this. I need this. Without taking my gaze off of JJ, I bend and take him in my mouth. His cock seems to thicken further, pressing down on my tongue and shoving against the roof of my mouth with such force I gag. A groan rips from him. His grasp in my hair tightens. "Girl, you’re killing me."
I glance up; a tear drop rolls down my cheek. He scoops it up with his thumb and brings it to his mouth. He sucks on his digit, and somehow, it’s more erotic than anything we’ve done together, including this spontaneous threesome I never imagined I’d be part of.
"You sure, baby?" he asks in a low voice. "You sure you want to do this?"
I allow my lips to curve, then tilt my head and take him down my throat.
"Bloody fucking hell," JJ curses. He pulls on my hair and my scalp tingles. Pinpricks of lust sizzle down my spine. My pussy clamps down on Isaac. His grip on my hips tightens. I’ll probably have bruises all over my body tomorrow, but it’ll have been worth it if I ensure these two men finally see eye-to-eye. It’ll be through the medium of my body and it feels so right. So hot. So primal. My womb quivers. Moisture beads my forehead. I’m so close. Too close. I pull back, then lean in, so JJ’s dick slips down my throat again. This time he tugs on my hair so I have no choice but to tip up my chin.
"I want to fuck your mouth, baby."
My gaze widens.
"Nod if you want me to."
I do.
"You won’t regret this. I’m going to make it so good for you." He pulls me back then forward, and again. He sets a punishing rhythm that has his cock down my throat and out, and down again. Saliva drips down my chin, and tears flow from my eyes. He doesn’t let go; he doesn’t let up. His gaze narrows and his eyes burn into me, like he’s worshipping me and cursing me in the same breath. I swallow, and his shoulders swell. I hum, and his entire body goes still. His biceps bunch and his forearms flex. He pulls out until the throbbing head of his dick is poised at the rim of my lips.
"I’m going to come." He shoves it down my throat. Then his balls contract and he shoots his load.
Behind me, Isaac seems to increase his pace even more. "I’m coming, Lena. Jesus Christ, I’m coming." A groan rips from him, his thigh muscles ripple and he comes inside me.
JJ pulls out, then cups my cheek and bends to kiss me tenderly. There’s a brush on my shoulder and I realize Isaac is raining kisses on the curve of where my shoulder meets my neck. He slides his hands down to massage my thighs and I slump into him. JJ straightens, then as if he can’t help himself, he bends and kisses me on the lips again, before he walks to the door of the sauna. He glances over his shoulder and exchanges a look with Isaac. Something silent passes between them. Isaac scoops me up in his arms and rises to his feet.
"Where—" I clear my throat. "Where are you going?"
"You’ll see." He follows JJ out the door and into the adjoining shower room.
Of course, this is JJ’s home, so instead of a closet-style shower cubicle, this is a space that’s almost as large as the sauna. There’s a rain showerhead above us, two on the walls on either side of the handle, and two each on opposite walls of the cubicle. JJ flips a switch and water streams down from all of the showerheads. When he turns to us, my gaze instantly lowers to the monster cock that, once more, juts out from his groin.
You know my question earlier about how often could JJ get it up? Consider that answered.
Isaac sets me down on the floor in front of JJ. The water from the showerheads streams over my skin. Delicious ripples of heat sink into my blood. Isaac’s body heat envelops me from behind. JJ’s immovable chest covers my line of sight. I feel surrounded by testosterone, cocooned by male intentions, wrapped up in swirls of longing, desire, hunger… burning, itching, needy predilection that’s surely going to consume me, chew me up and spit me out.
My head spins. I must stumble, for JJ grips my shoulder. At the same time, Isaac squeezes my hip. Just like that, both of their hands are on me, and the arousal wells up deep inside, swarming my cells, crowding my blood. My entire body is a mass of yearning. My chest feels like it’s going to burst. I want it. I want it all. And tomorrow can take care of itself.