The pace of the fingers moving inside me sped up, demanding they were all I think about. Scott’s tongue was a flurry of pleasure, and I had to drag air in and out of my body through my nose because my mouth was occupied.
Everything narrowed in. Heat closed down around me.
I had to pull my head back just enough to break the connection so I could gasp, “I’m going to come.”
No sooner were the words out before the orgasm descended on me. It erupted from my center and flooded outward in a blast of icy fire. My body stole control from my mind, making my muscles flinch and contract as each wave rolled through me.
Maybe he hoped to keep me quiet because Colin urged his dick back inside my mouth as I came, but I wondered if it were more than just that. Had he wanted to be a part of my pleasure, to be joined with me as the orgasm wracked my body?
Even with his wide cock at the back of my throat, I was still loud. My satisfied moan filled the room.
I hadn’t finished recovering when Scott straightened. I caught glimpses of him as he shed his tweed jacket, tossed it onto the chair, and finished unbuttoning his shirt. It too was taken off and cast aside, then his pants, socks, and shoes were dealt with.
He had a nice body. Not quite as chiseled as Colin, but he was still in great shape and incredibly attractive.
My legs were boneless from my orgasm, but it didn’t matter much.
Scott pulled me off the desk and supported my climax-weak body in his arms, before turning me around. Colin stepped in between me and the desk, and since my brain was in a bliss-filled fog, I must have missed the moment when he’d taken the rest of his clothes off.
As Colin leaned back against the edge of the desk, Scott pressed me forward. I had to put my hands out, causing them to squeal on the desktop as I was bent over and trapped Colin between my arms.
We’d choreographed this before filming, but it was so fucking different now. Everything inside me was tingling and sluggish. It made me grateful for my partners’ hands to guide me exactly how I needed to be, especially when Nina made a comment about angles.
The back of my skirt was flipped up around my waist by the man behind me, but my attention was solely on the one in front of me. Colin had a hand pumping his dick and gripped the side of my face with his other. It forced my eyes to stay on him.
As if I could look anywhere else.
Scott’s rough palm grasped my hip as he prepared to take me, and my heart skipped. There were three people in this room, but Nina and the cameras were watching, too, and I held my breath. Despite that, I was most interested in what Colin thought. Had he ever shared a girl with another guy before?
A part deep inside of me hoped he’d like it at least half as much as I’d liked sharing him with Abbie.
The head of Scott’s cock nudged at my entrance, and I held my breath.
“Anything for an A,” he said in a dark voice. “Right?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
My unblinking gaze was fixed on Colin, and he watched my reaction intently as Scott began to slide inside. My eyes melted and my mouth dropped open, but no sound came out. Goddamn, he was huge.
I was worried this might have been a turn-off, but if anything, it had the opposite effect on Colin. Lust thickened in his eyes, and a smile ghosted across his lips. “That’s it,” he urged. “Take that big cock.”
I gasped, and although Scott was the one claiming my body, I was sure Colin was claiming my mind.
“Fuck, Scott,” Nina’s tone was full of awe, “look at how you make her tremble.”
My face contorted, and I blinked in confusion. My shaking wasn’t because of Scott. The shudder that shook my shoulders and rattled my legs was all due to Colin, and I, for some reason, needed him to know that.
I took a hand off the desk and grabbed his shoulder, steadying myself so I could lean in and set my lips against the side of his neck. I trailed my kiss up to the shell of his ear, the one that wasn’t wearing the monitor.
“Not him,” I whispered so no one else would hear. “You.”
He jolted. Both of his hands closed around my shoulders and eased me back so he could stare at me in disbelief, like there was no way he’d heard me right. My heart tumbled through my body. Yes, it was true, but . . . why the fuck had I told him? His intense eyes announced he wanted to kiss me.