“God, honey. Your mouth is so hot. So fucking warm and wet.” His hips jerk as I lick into his slit, sucking hard. “Shit.Can I come in you? Mess up that pretty mouth? Fill you up inside?”
I moan, writhing as Jack digs his fingers into my hips, slamming deep inside me over and over again. Sweat drips off my skin. My body is twisting between the two men, my thighs shaking, trying to hold me up. Cyrus’s hand tightens around my throat. “Can I?” He repeats, his voice trembling.
I nod eagerly. He must have been holding back, because he immediately tenses, going off like a bomb in my mouth. His thick load spills inside my throat, and I swallow, drinking him down, draining him dry. He groans, his muscled thighs shuddering over me as his climax wracks through his strong body.
When he’s finally spent, he sags against the bed. I lean forward, pressing my hot face into his sweaty, muscled chest as I feel the pressure between my legs reaching a peak. “I can’t,” I gasp, pushing back into Jack. Heat climbs up my body, and I know I’m right on the edge of coming. “I can’t hold it back anymore.”
“Not gonna be a problem,” Jack grunts behind me.
“Come on me,” I whisper, so low I can barely hear the words myself. But somehow, both of the men hear me just fine. They both freeze. My cheeks heat.
“Yeah?” Cyrus says, wiping my lips with his thumb. “You want that, sugar?” I squeeze my eyes shut. He tuts. “Nope. Look at me. Say it.”
Jack rolls his hips behind me, mercilessly drilling into my most sensitive spot until my whole body spasms.
“Jesus.Come on me,” I gasp.
Cyrus’s thumb presses against my bottom lip, and I open my mouth, sucking it inside. His eyes darken as I scrape my teeth lightly over the pad. “God, you’re pretty,” he mutters. “You heard the lady, Jack.”
I feel a quick kiss on my hip, and then Jack’s pulling out of me, slipping his fingers inside of my aching entrance and rubbing his thumb over my swollen bud. His movements are fast and frantic, and I jerk myself back into him, trying to push him even deeper as the tingling in my belly builds and builds to an unbearable level.
“Fuck!” Jack suddenly cries out. I feel him explode, coming over my back in thick, molten-hot stripes. His come drips down my waist, slipping onto the sheets, frothy and creamy and hot.
It’s too much for me. I shout as my climax hits me like a freight train. Jack’s fingers flutter inside me, massaging me from the inside as Cyrus pinches my tits, licking and kissing the curve of my neck. I shake between them, my fingers curled tight into the bedsheets, strangled, inhuman sounds falling out of my mouth as I screw down hard over Jack. I keep rubbing myself against him, letting the waves of blistering-hot endorphins roll through my brain and send me flying.
When the pleasure finally fades, I’m still shaking hard. Both men are kissing me, stroking me. I feel Jack slowly pull his fingers out of my soaked core, and can’t help the high-pitched keen that gets drawn out of my mouth. Slowly, I roll over, feeling the warm liquid slipping off my back and pressing into my skin. I lie there, in the wet, stained sheets, panting and dripping with sweat. Cyrus collapses onto his knees next to the bed and starts pressing frantic kisses across my chest, sucking at my heaving tits until I bat him away again, gasping for breath. I feel Jack squeeze my ankle, and then something cold and wet presses against my thighs. A baby wipe, I guess. The soft strokes feel good on my overheated skin, and I shiver, closing my eyes as the boys sit me upright and slowly clean me up. When they’re done, Jack kneels down in front of me and pushes back my hair, his blue eyes sparkling. “Truth or dare?” He murmurs, pressing his lips to mine.
“Truth.”
“Did we live up to your expectations?”
“You surpassed them so much you shot into a different freaking stratosphere.”
He smiles against my mouth. Cyrus nuzzles the nape of my neck. “Your turn,” he says in my ear. I wriggle as I feel my belly tighten again. Jesus. How can I still be turned on?
“I dare you guys to clean me up properly.” I nod to the bathroom. “I want you to beverythorough.”
“Oh, I think we can do that.”
Twenty-Six
Beth
I wake up slowly and squint around me. It takes me a second to remember where I am; then I spot theSpace Invadersposter on the wall, and last night comes flooding back.
Oh my God. Oh myGod.
I fucked two of my neighbors. Simultaneously. And it was the best sex of my life.
What the Hell?
I try to sit up. Next to me, Jack mumbles something incomprehensible, pulling me closer. I smile. I’ve not had a lot of casual sex in my life. I wasn’t sure how much cuddling it involved. Luckily, at least according to Jack, it’s completely acceptable to violently snuggle your partners the morning after.
I tuck myself closer to him and look around the dark room. My heart sinks when I realise the other side of the bed is empty. “Did Cyrus get up early?” I murmur.
Jack makes another garbled sound into my shoulder.
“What was that?”