Page 39 of Her Untamed Rockstars

Zack cleared his throat. “Well, let’s get on with it then, Dylan.”

I heard what sounded like bottles being opened a moment before the cool massage oil was squirted on my back and lower legs.

“Does that mean that I’m being double teamed tonight?” I joked, and then cringed at my poor choice of wording. I didn’t need to give them any ideas. I was glad I was facedown so they couldn’t see the blush that I was sure was coloring my cheeks. But I won’t lie, the thought of being with both of them sent a delicious tingle through me.

Zack began working on my shoulders as Dylan began kneading my calves. I groaned despite myself. It felt so good as their fingers pressed into my flesh, working away the tight muscles.

“You’re really tight,” Zack commented, his fingers pressing a little too hard and making me wince, but I bit my tongue, because having their hands on me was feeling amazing. A part of me felt like a princess having two men—two superstars—worshipping my body with their hands.

Closing my eyes, I concentrated on the feelings of their hands on me.

“We should have some music.” Zack lifted his hands from my body and I nearly whined in protest but held it together. Dylan’s hands moved up my calf, over my knee, and to the lower part of my thigh.

Hmmm. I groaned inwardly as Zack managed to turn on the music. Odd waterfall sounds began, combined with a soft melody.

Then his hands were back on my body, working his way lower on my back. My body began to unravel under their expert fingers. Damn, I was a lucky woman. This was amazing. I was finding there was a slight problem though. I was becoming extremely aroused. With each second their fingers were on me, the heat between my legs increased and I could feel an uncomfortable dampness beginning to build between my legs.

“Wow,” I moaned and then gasped softly when I realized I’d said it out loud.

“Feels good, does it?” Dylan asked.

I nodded, not trusting my voice to remain steady.

Dylan’s fingers reached my upper thighs as Zack’s reached my lower back. “I need you to spread your legs a little,” Dylan stated, his hands moving high on my thigh, so high that I could have sworn I felt his knuckle sweep against my labia. My body tensed and I had to bite back a moan.

Oh God, oh God. I needed to stop this madness before it was too late. But the sweet feelings were so incredible. And the ease of their expert fingers were playing my body like it was an instrument. They had to be intentionally doing this to me, trying to arouse me so I’d…I’d what? Have sex with them both?

“Okay, flip over,” Dylan ordered.

Flip over…. I hesitated. I’d be completely exposed for both men to feast their eyes on me. But to not do as they asked would mean I was scared of the situation. Rolling over to my back, I was immediately struck by the look of lust in the two sets of eyes looking down at me. They looked at each other and it was as if I could read exactly what was going on in each of their minds; it both excited and scared me.

The massage was over, or at least this part of the massage. Zack was at my head and as I looked over to my right, I could see the massive bulge confined beneath the denim of his jeans. Looking down my body I saw a similar reaction in Dylan.

I was seriously in over my head right now, but my body was responding to the situation, overruling any doubts my mind may have come up with. Before I even knew what was happening, I reached out to Zack and grabbed his belt, pulling him closer to me and quickly undoing the buckle.

He didn’t try to resist, instead stepping against the side of the bed and reaching down to me, caressing my cheek. The soft touch felt electric, sending a jolt through me that intensified the throbbing between my legs.

While I was pulling his pants down, he pulled his t-shirt up and over his head, tossing it to the floor. His jeans fell to the floor and he stepped out of them, leaving him naked with his member already on the alert and ready for action with a pearl of precum at the tip.

Grabbing his shaft in my hand I began to gently stroke him, pleased to hear the groan coming from him. He gently began to rock against my hand, increasing my desire to pleasure him and make him want to explode.

Just as I began to get a rhythm with Zack, I felt my panties being slowly pulled down my hips and legs. Once my underwear was gone, my legs were gently spread and I felt Dylan gently kissing his way along my inner thigh, starting at my knee and working his way upward.

I moaned, a coil in my stomach beginning to tighten the closer Dylan’s mouth came to the apex between my legs. This was incredible; there were so many sensations running through me, the longing to feel Dylan’s tongue between my legs with the need to have both of these sexy men come for me.

Leaning forward, I lashed my tongue out at the tip of Zack’s dick. A smile spread across my lips when I heard his sharp intake of breath. It urged me to be bolder, as I took the tip of his dick into my mouth, slowly taking him deeper inside. I could only manage half his length, so wrapped my hand around the base to enclose him completely.

“Fuck, Violet, you’re wicked,” Zack groaned.

Just as I began to move my mouth and hand up and down on his shaft, I felt another sudden sensation from between my legs as Dylan reached my pussy. Spreading my pussy lips, he ran his tongue along the length of my slit making me moan around Zack’s cock.

I had to halt my progress with Zack due to the feelings Dylan was creating within me, making me tremble on the table as his tongue flicked and teased my clit. Subconsciously, I began to buck against Dylan’s tongue and fingers as he slipped two digits in my already dripping-wet pussy.

“And you taste so sweet, baby,” Dylan stated, seconds before his tongue lashed out and flicked at my clit, making me cry out.

When I was able handle the sweet torture Dylan was inflicting upon me, I began to focus on working Zack’s dick. It took a few minutes to find the right motions to work in rhythm as a cohesive unit, but once we did it was like magic. My body was on fire; the heat between my legs rising rapidly to the point I could barely stand it, while I could feel Zack’s dick thickening as though he was going to burst at any second.

My body was also getting to the point of no return. The pleasure Dylan was giving me was becoming so intense it almost hurt. “I…. Oh my. It feels so good,” I murmured, quickening my mouth’s movements on Zack’s dick.

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