Page 32 of Four on the Floor: A Menage Romance

I move faster and faster, pushing my hips back against Dalton. I want more,needmore, but he’s got my hips in a vise grip, still letting me know who’s in control. I suck Cash furiously, slurping at him with every hard, fast stroke, my fist around the base of his cock.

Suddenly, he pulls me back and looks down at me. I’m gasping for air, but I have no choice but to freeze.

“I’m gonna come if you don’t stop,” he growls, taking his cock in his own fist.

I want to sayfine with me,but Dalton sucks my clit into his mouth again, flicking his tongue back and forth furiously, and instead I push my hips back, moaning.

Cash watches me, his cock in his hand, as I gasp for air. I’m right on the brink of orgasm, and I can barely form thoughts, let alone words.

“I’m going to watch you come before I fuck you,” he says. “I didn’t get to see you before.”

Cash reaches down. He tweaks one nipple, and that’s all it takes to send me careening over the edge, my climax slamming into me hard and fast. I fall from my hands to my elbows, nearly fall off the couch, but their steady hands keep me safe as I moan and buck and jolt with pure pleasure.

When it’s finally over, sparks of pleasure still trickling through my veins, I realize that Cash is cradling my head in his lap. Frantically, I pull myself up to kiss him. It’s long and deep and desperate, and the second Cash breaks the kiss Dalton is there, his mouth still tasting of me, pulling me around and claiming my lips.

I can’t believe this is happening. I’ve fantasized about it, sure, but I thought it was afantasy, like discovering that I can fly or winning the lottery.

“Larkin, you’re so beautiful,” Cash murmurs, his lips on my neck while Dalton kisses me. “Especially when you’re coming.”

I’m on my knees again, hands everywhere. I’m still kissing Dalton as Cash slides his fingers between my legs, sampling my wetness, teasing my clit with feather touches. I gasp and whimper, but Dalton just bites my lip and chuckles softly.

“You didn’t think you were done, did you?” he asks, finding one swollen nipple and rolling it between his fingers. “Not yet.”

They exchange a look, and then, before I can even open my eyes, Cash has picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder. Moments later he tosses me onto the giant bed in my bedroom and he’s on top of me again, spreading my legs wide, kissing me deeply. In the background Dalton strips off his shirt and pants, and even though Cash has claimed my mouth I’m watching Dalton hungrily as his boxers come off and he grabs his enormous cock in one hand, stroking it from root to tip.

Cash nips at my neck, sucking my skin into his mouth.

“I’d ask whether you like the idea of taking two men at the same time,” he says, his hand drifting down until he’s stroking my wet slit, making me tremble. “But I already know the answer.”

His words send a quick, sizzling thrill through me — followed a moment later by icy nerves.

“Wait,” I manage to rasp out, my voice husky. “At the same time?”

Now it’s Dalton’s turn to lean over, kissing me hard on my mouth, palming my nipples as Cash keeps stroking my slit.

“Not tonight,” he murmurs, his voice rough and gentle all at once. “But soon enough you’ll be begging us to fill every hole, I promise.”

That thrill rocks through my core again at his words, even as the thought terrifies me a little. It doesn’t seem like something that’s even technically possible, but maybe.Maybe.

Cash flips me over, lifts me by the hips until I’m on my hands and knees again, only this time they’re reversed: Dalton in front, Cash behind me. I can feel his weight on the bed, his strong hands palming my ass, as I lift my head to Dalton again, still stroking his thick, proud cock.

I want him. Them. Both,now. Without thinking I lean forward and take the head of Dalton’s cock in my mouth, swirling my tongue around, tasting the sweet saltiness of his precum as he exhales hard somewhere above me.

From behind, Cash’s cock bumps against my clit, sliding back and forth. It sends a shiver through my whole body and I push my hips back against him as I moan around Dalton’s cock, like I’m begging for him to fuck me already.

It doesn’t work. Cash keeps teasing me, circling my clit with his cock as I moan, sliding Dalton’s cock deeper into my mouth. Then he’s at my entrance, parting my lips.

At last, he slides in, bottoming out in a single stroke. It feels like he hits every nerve center inside me, filling me perfectly and so completely that I can barely breathe. I’m moaning nonstop now, my voice buzzing down Dalton’s cock.

Someone’s hand tightens in my hair. I push my lips down Dalton as far as I can, greedily wanting everything that he can give me, everything that I can take, and I rock forward on my hands and knees, Cash sliding out.

Then I rock back, reversing it, letting Cash fuck me as hard and deep as I can take, sucking and slurping at Dalton until my tongue is circling the ridge at the head of his cock and he’s growling from somewhere deep in his chest.

“This is fucking perfect,” he says, his voice deep and raspy. “You’re fucking perfect, Lark. You like being stuffed full?”

In response I suck him into my mouth again. The three of us slowly work out a rhythm, rocking back and forth, Dalton and Cash filling me from opposite ends.

It’s incredible. My fantasies — alone, at night, with a dildo — never prepared me for what it would actuallyfeellike to let two beautiful men take me at the same time. It’s unbelievably dirty. Completely filthy, but somehow it doesn’t feel wrong.

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