Scott’s pinch on my nipple struck a perfect balance of pleasure and pain, but Colin’s thumb was diabolical. It stirred faster, making pressure build inside me, spiraling toward release.
I jerked my head away from Scott and bowed off the desktop, my hands clutching at the sides. “Fuck.”
This orgasm was different than the first. It was deeper, fuller. The pleasure was more of a band that wrapped around me and squeezed, rather than a sharp jolt of ecstasy. Its grip lasted longer, too.
I gulped down air, shutting my eyes, and savored the sensation, but Colin didn’t give me much time to recover. His pace quickened, and the single arm that was supporting most of my lower body turned to stone.
“This pussy,” he growled, “is gonna make me come.”
My eyes opened quickly enough to see the men exchange a look. Maybe Colin was looking for confirmation that Scott was ready, too. The message was received because Scott clamped a hand around his cock and began to furiously stroke it.
Colin pumped into me with a few final thrusts, before pulling out to do the same.
My heart was still going a mile a minute after my orgasm, but if it hadn’t been, I was sure it would have kicked even faster watching the show. Both men worked to bring themself to orgasm and finish as close together as possible.
Colin went first.
His ragged breathing cut off abruptly and his shoulders punched forward before he let out a loud grunt of pleasure. Then, his fist switched from sliding along in rapid, shallow strokes to slow, long ones. I flinched as the first wave of his cum splattered across my stomach, but then an enormous smile spread across my lips.
Shit, he looked sexy when he came. His jaw was tensed, and his gaze was focused on the ropes of cum he painted across my bare skin, all while heavy, labored breath came and went from his lungs.
When his post-orgasm eyes lifted to find me watching him, every muscle in my body tightened. Jesus. He stared back at me, and it was bottomless. I could get trapped inside his intense gaze if I wasn’t careful, and he looked at me like that was exactly what he wanted.
A groan of pleasure snapped me out of my stupor.
Scott wasn’t far behind Colin, and as he came, he was expressive. It was exciting to not just see, but also hear his enjoyment. I’d been studying up and watching porn every night since moving into the house, and the videos where the men were just as vocal as the women?
So hot.
We’d discussed beforehand that he’d come on my chest, but I wasn’t prepared for how fucking sexy the final act would be. The warm, thick liquid shot across my breasts, dripping down the sides of my chest.
I wore the product of both of their orgasms on my skin, and unexpected warmth bloomed inside me. I liked how we’d all gotten off together. My gaze shifted from Scott to Colin, and then back again as my body cooled and reality began to return.
“Madison, ask about your grade,” Nina prompted.
Right.
I opened my mouth to say the line, but Colin’s hands wrapped around my arm and helped pull me up, so I was sitting right at the edge of the desk. I did my best to keep my expression normal, because gravity was now in effect, and the sensation of cum trickling down my skin was awkward as hell.
Even more bizarre was the way he nuzzled into the side of my neck. This wasn’t in the script, and his unexpected kiss just below my ear gave me a delicious shiver. Was he trying to get me to cave and turn into his kiss? I couldn’t.
I locked my gaze on Scott while I endured Colin’s persuasive mouth. My resolve not to kiss him was crumbling every second.
“So, Professor,” I drawled, “do we both get an A?”
Scott’s slow smile was sinful. Since Colin was already sucking on one side of my neck, he must have decided to bookend it, and leaned in. Without giving it any thought, I saw my opportunity and took it.
I couldn’t kiss Colin if I was too busy kissing Scott.
Scott inhaled sharply when I put my hand on his shoulder, turned toward him, and planted my lips on his. My action had surprised him, but he seemed okay with it. His head tilted to a better angle, his soft lips parted, and his tongue filled my mouth.
It was . . . nice.
Pleasant.
But that was all it was. The earth didn’t shake, and my heart didn’t beat faster. At least, not until the mouth at the side of my neck paused. The warmth of Colin disappeared as he realized what was happening.
A chill swept over me as my kiss ended with Scott, who seemed oblivious to the frigid storm front moving in—the one originating from the other man.