“Keep it simple, got it,” he said back. He pulled away from me and hurriedly pulled my shirt up and over my head, doing me the favor of pulling his button-down and undershirt off too.When he came back down to me, he pulled my bra up and out of the way so he could lavish attention on my breasts.
Not really what I’d wanted, but I wasn’t gonna complain. Not after he engulfed one breast hungrily and teased the other to a stiffened peak with his fingers. I just arched my back, encouraging him, so I could unhook my bra.
I tossed it aside and watched Cam come back down the hallway. “Too impatient to take it to the bed?”
Adam hummed an affirmative, unbuttoning my jeans so he could reach a hand in. He stroked me through my panties before he pushed them aside so he could part my lower lips to trace my slit and coax more wetness from me. It fostered an ache in me that had me pushing my jeans down so he’d have more access to me.
Cam dropped the box of condoms and bottle of lubricant on the coffee table. He watched with lust apparent on his face. “Did he say keep it simple?”
“I have to work,” I panted.
Cam nodded and opened the buttons of his pressed shirt. “We can take turns then,” he said simply. “When we’re done, we can go get you a change of clothes. Maybe some things you can leave here for the next time this happens.”
I nodded and reached for him. “That’s a good idea. Come here.”
“I will,” he said easily as he shed the button-down and undershirt. “But I want you to promise me something.”
That got Adam’s attention, and he sat up, looking up at the other man curiously—though it didn’t keep him from tugging my panties and jeans off me. I kicked my shoes to help him finish undressing me.
“What?” I prompted when Cam didn’t immediately ask.
His gaze just traced over me, taking me in, stretched out naked on their living room floor. “Moving forward, we’re notgonna worry about whether you’re an asshole. As long as you’re not hurting any of us, we’re good. You’re not gonna hide anything. If you’re afraid of something, if you get something in your head that makes you feel insecure, you’re just gonna come out with it. We’re gonna talk like adults and work out what has you uncertain about where we all stand.” His eyes met mine and there was a hint of frustration apparent on his face. “Okay?”
I nodded. “Okay.”
“Satisfied?” Adam asked, looking up at Cam. “Or do you have any more questions you want to ask her?”
“Oh no, don’t let me stop you,” he said dismissively to Adam. “You keep going and I’ll step in where I can.” He went as far as sticking his hands into his pockets. He nodded toward me. “I’ll just watch.”
“That makes it sound like you’re gonna make me do all the work,” Adam huffed. But he turned back to me. “I guess that’s also telling about how we’ll be doing this.” He leaned back down over me, resting on me so he could cup my breasts together. He gave each a kiss before he drifted down, trailing open mouth kisses down my stomach.
As he got to my hips, I spread my thighs, eager for him to get between them. He didn’t disappoint, making it clear that he was probably on the same page as I was. Maybe he needed something like this as reassurance that we were okay.
I wasn’t gonna question it. I’d done enough of that. As soon as his tongue swirled around my clit, I abandoned the whole reason I’d come over in favor of his teasing tongue and fingers. If sex was a distraction, it was something that I welcomed easily.
Though from the way Cameron stood over me made me more aware of the fact that he wasn’t so easily distracted. He stood over the two of us, watching me intently as Adam worked up a fire in me. He didn’t make any attempt to add to it, aside from the weight of his gaze. He didn’t bat an eye as Adam satup, spreading my legs on his lap, and reached for the box of condoms on the coffee table.
Adam didn’t seem concerned by Cam’s lack of involvement. He just rolled a condom on his erection and pressed into me with a sigh of relief. “You want to take turns, then?”
“I just want to make sure that when all this is said and done, all the suspicion and speculation is done,” Cam said, not looking away from me. “Sex is great, it’s something I enjoy. But I want more than just sex.” He tilted his head as he looked down at me. “We’ve already been through that. You already know that. But do you trust it?”
I throbbed, Adam’s cock seated in me fully as he took in what the other man said. “I do,” I said immediately. I didn’t need him to hold me at arm’s length because he couldn’t bear my insecure thoughts running away with me.
It seemed to be enough for Cameron. He kicked off his loafers and unbuckled his belt, letting his slacks fall around his ankles. “We can trade out when you’re done,” he said to Adam. “But you don’t have to rush on my account.” He knelt beside my head and urged me up into his lap so he could easily feed his growing erection into my mouth.
I twisted and eagerly swallowed as much of Cam’s cock as I could. I wrapped my arm around his hips, taking as much control as I could in the situation. The only thing that hampered me was when Adam moved in me. He had a way of moving his hips against mine that made the rhythm I was trying to maintain with Cam hiccup.
At some point Cam took control and all I could do was relax back as both of them thrust into me. It left me with nothing to do but cling to Cam’s lap and moan, or choke, on his cock. He didn’t seem bothered. His hand fisted my hair, and the other cupped my breast.
Adam moved shallowly at first, giving me just enough of a leash that I could keep up with the thrusts that Cam made into my mouth. His patience was running out. His fingers dug into my hips and his thrusts became more hurried. The throb in me became more pronounced, though I couldn’t tell if it was coming from him or if I was just closer to an orgasm than I thought.
Cam reached down, his fingers finding my clit, and after a few steady swipes, it became clear that it was me. I had the short thought we should’ve gone to the bedroom. I would have had something to hold on to. The only thing I could cling to was Cameron, and he didn’t object, but I needed a blanket, something to dig my fingers in. His hips and ass were fine for me to hold, but I felt bad about digging my nails into his skin.
That might be why he was rushing to push me into an orgasm while Adam fucked me. It strangled me for a hot second, making me pull back off Cam so that I could gasp for breath. Adam kept moving, as if he hadn’t noticed, and I buried my face against Cam’s thigh to smother the cry that came out of me.
Cam didn’t say a word. He just kept stroking me as Adam grunted over me. He bowed over me, cursing low before he jerked his cock out of me and whipped the condom off. He fisted his cock and stroked himself as he leaned over me.
I had a moment where I struggled to figure out what he was doing until he came. His cum landed on my upper stomach, pooling under my breasts and otherwise creating a hot mess. Adam stayed poised over me, panting as he eyed me.