"Jack… I—"
"Shh, I always keep my promises, baby." I raise my gaze and am instantly lost in those dark black holes that are his irises. They aren’t completely black, either. It’s something I noticed when we fucked the last time. There are tiny silver-gold specks that flare when he’s angry or experiencing high levels of emotion, as he is now. He brushes his nose against mine, the action so tender, so real, a melting sensation coils in my chest.
Isaac brushes my hair back and drops a kiss to the nape of my neck. "I promise, I’ll take care of you," he murmurs against my skin. He presses little nibbles down the slope of my shoulder. Warmth courses through me. My muscles seem to unwind. The tension drains away, and I slump a little. He slides another finger inside me. The pinch is uncomfortable, but fades away. He begins to move his digits in and out of my back hole. I wriggle a little, and JJ cups my breast. He drags his thumb across the nipple and a whine bleeds from my lips. I lean forward and push my breast into his palm. His lips quirk. He plucks at my nipple, and moisture pools between my legs. He sinks farther inside me, and oh, god, I’m so full. He’s so broad, so massive. My pussy quivers, and my shoulders shiver. I lean my head back against Isaac’s shoulder and pant.
"You okay?" He presses a kiss to my cheek.
I try to say yes, but all that emerges is a faint garbled sound. My cheeks redden. I sound like I’m being fucked at both ends by two men. Heat sears my features and JJ looks at me with interest.
"Did you think something very dirty just now?" he murmurs.
"And if I did?"
"Then I have to tell you, the reality is going to far outweigh any X-rated thoughts that crossed your mind."
"Hmm." I purse my lips. "Is that a promise?"
He places his mouth over mine. "It’smypromise."
Isaac withdraws his fingers completely and something much bigger prods at my back opening.
My gaze widens. "Oh, god, Jack, I—"
He closes his lips over mine, then slides his fingers down to my pussy. He rubs the heel of his palm into my swollen clit, and goosebumps flare across my skin. He continues to kiss me deeply, his cock seeming to throb in tandem to the rocking of my heart. His taste sinks into my palate… his scent surrounds me… his mouth consumes me.
My head spins, and I submit completely. My muscles turn to jelly. Isaac slips in through the tight ring of my sphincter. A moan wells up. Jack swallows it. He pulls out slightly, then pistons his hips forward. My entire body shudders. The vibrations flow over me, down my back, over where I’m connected to Isaac.
He steadies me with one hand on my outer thigh. The other he slaps onto the wall of the shower. He pulls out, then thrusts into me, and the rocking motion swings all three of us forward. JJ curls his fingers around the nape of my neck, holding me upright, then he pulls out and slams into me. The wet sucking sound of flesh meeting flesh is evident over the sound of the shower. Isaac picks up the motion and retreats, then plunges forward again. He bottoms out inside of me, hitting a place deep inside. I gasp, and tendrils of sensation spread out from the point of contact. I feel like I’m caught in the middle of an erotic see-saw. I’ve never been this crammed. This packed. This stretched with the ebb and flow of fullness that swirls out from my core.
The tension coils harder, faster, higher, brighter. The climax crawls up my legs, my thighs, my spine. My pulse begins to thud faster, the blood pumping harder at my pulse points in my ears.Th-thump. Th-thump.
I hear the sound of Isaac pant. Of JJ growl. I’m caught in a maelstrom of erotic impulses, all tendons and skin and electric current that swirl faster and faster. I’m dimly aware of being rocked backward and forward over and over again. It’s a smooth, synchronized move which they might as well have rehearsed. That’s how much in tandem both of them are.
I can’t move, can barely breathe. I am one big mass of lust, of desire, of sensations that are pulling me out of my body. Their movements speed up further, almost frantic now. JJ grunts as he slams into me. Isaac gasps as he propels forward and into me. Faster, faster. My nerve endings all seem to spark at once. My brain cells seem to fire in tandem. The orgasm crashes over me. I open my mouth to scream but JJ is already there.
He absorbs the sounds and continues to kiss me as he fucks me. As his son fucks me. Flickers of darkness flash across my line of sight, and I slump, my arms and legs useless. I’m aware of both of them still fucking me through the aftershocks, then Isaac yells. His dick pushes against my walls, crowding me, sending another burst of sensation up my spine before he groans and comes inside me. Then it’s only JJ. He cups my cheek, his touch gentle, as he continues to kiss me, until finally, with a growl, he, too, empties himself in me. I float for a while, unable to move, caught between father and son, with their cocks still pulsing inside me. Isaac is the first to pull out. He pinches my chin, turns my face to him, and brushes his lips across mine.
"Thank you, Lena," he whispers, his voice almost humble.
He positions my body so my head is cushioned against JJ’s shoulder. I’m aware of my legs being lowered to the ground. JJ pulls out of me, and already, I feel so empty. I cuddle into his chest, unable to open my eyes as he washes me. Then the shower is switched off. Someone—JJ? Isaac? Both of them rub me down. I’m swaddled in a towel and lifted into someone’s arms. The rocking motion of being carried lulls me to sleep.
Voices filter through my subconscious mind. I fight my way up through layers of sleep. I crack my eyelids open, find I’m on my back under the covers. I’m in bed. My bed? I glance around the room. No, not my bed. JJ’s bed. There’s only one lamp on and it bathes the room in a dim golden glow.
"That’s not going to happen again," JJ says from somewhere to my right. I don’t dare turn my head, else they’ll find out I’m awake.
"I know," Isaac replies. He’s sprawled to my left. From my line of sight, I can just make out their legs stretched out on either side of me. Both are wearing identical gray sweatpants. I bet neither has bothered to pull on a shirt. Again, I’m not raising my eyes to take in their naked torsos, as much as I’d love to feast my gaze on that vision.Haven’t you had enough, you slut? You fucked both of them… Or rather, they fucked you. At the same time.And it was… Incredible.
I come awake with a start to find I’m alone in JJ’s bed. I glance around, and the mattress on either side of me is mussed.Huh? Did they both sleep with me in the same bed?
I stretch, and my muscles feel limber. I swing my legs over the side of the bed and stand up. My core protests. My back channel twinges. But otherwise, I feel fine. No, I feel great. Like I’ve had an intensive workout and the blood is pumping through my body with renewed vigor.
I glance around and find my clothes laid out on a chair. Huh? It has to be JJ. It’s exactly the kind of thing he’d do. I step toward the jeans and T-shirt laid out. That won’t do. It’s too casual to wear to work. Speaking of, how late is it? The sun slants through the window, indicating it must be late morning, at least. I walk into the bathroom and grab the first bathrobe I find. I slide into it, and JJ’s scent surrounds me. My nipples peak at once. Damn, it doesn’t take much for me to be turned on when it comes to him, does it?
I head down the stairs to my room, then take a quick shower before dressing in a pair of slacks and a blouse. I slide my feet into heels, then grab my phone. More messages populate my screen. All of them from my siblings in my family group chat. All of them demanding to know if I’m okay. Shit. I really need to message them—and say what? I slept with my boyfriend and his father? I slept with my boss and his son? At the same time. Whichever way I phrase it, it feels wrong.
I settle for:
I’m good. Busy at work. Will message at length soon. Love you all