Page 58 of A Little More Forgiveness

In a reverse of me and Leo, I was now the one almost naked, with them fully clothed, and I fucking loved it. Loved the feeling of freedom being stripped bare gave me, loved offering myself up to them, and by the sounds they were making—Gabe working my fat length in his throat and Leo licking his way from my neck to my chest—they loved me naked too.

Sharp teeth bit down on my nipple. “Mmm,” I moaned, even as Leo’s wet tongue instantly assuaged the pain. The rough surface sent waves of pleasure along my chest and down to my groin, joining with the almost painful suction of Gabe’s mouth on my cock.

Assaulted from all sides, the sensations coursing through my body increased the pressure, making my skin feel tight and sensitive. They kept pushing me closer to the edge, but I wasn’t ready to go over. Gabe needed us, and I didn’t want to let him get distracted from that. He’d wanted to lose himself for a while, for us to take away his pain, and I was going to make damn sure we did.

“Need you to stop,” I moaned. “Wanna come inside you.” In my lust-filled state, I hadn’t quite realized how my words might sound, but Gabe’s quick retreat from my cock, now jutting straight out from my body harder than ever before, and his looking up at me with an unreadable expression on his face made me question my words.

“Come inside me?” he asked, his voice low, husky with desire, and hoarse from where he’d been deep throating me.

“No, I didn’t mean…” But it was too late, as the image of me fucking him raw, of filling him with my seed had already fixed itself in my mind. I couldn’t unsee it, and I didn’t want to. My wife had been my only sexual partner, and we’d ditched the condoms early on in our relationship, wanting to be as close as we could be. Surely I didn’t want that same kind of intimacy, that same deeper connection with anyone else, did I?

But I did. Desperately so.

I wanted to mark Gabe and Leo the way they’d marked me. The hickeys on my neck would fade away in time, but coming inside them, filling them with my seed, they’d have a piece of me forever.

Selfish and animalistic? Maybe, but I wanted to fuck him raw with every fiber of my being, and the powerful feelings the idea engendered overpowered all else until it was all I saw. Gabe stood in front of me, the hunger in his eyes stripping away any lingering doubts.

“I want it,” he growled at me. “I want to feel you filling me up.” He turned to face Leo. “Both of you. I want both of you to fuck me with nothing between us.”

Jesus Christ.

“Yes,” I heard myself say. “Yes.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

Gabe

“Yes,” Mitch ground out. “Yes.” The sound of his gravelly voice, thick with desire, had me gripping my cock through my pants to try to stave off the throbbing ache his words conjured; they were so dark, so desperate. Looking at Leo, I waited for him to answer, and when he swallowed a couple of times, his Adam’s apple bobbing, for a second, I thought he’d say no, but he nodded, and the arousal in his eyes took over, making me want to shout in triumph.

As soon as Mitch had inadvertently mentioned coming inside me, my brain refused to focus on anything else. I’d been bare a few times with Karl and David, but that was extremely rare, mostly after they’d pushed for it. I’d never needed unprotected sex with them to validate us or our relationship but had acceded to their requests as they’d both been so eager.

It hadn’t done me any good since they’d left me anyway, hadn’t they?

But the idea of letting Mitch and Leo come inside me, their release washing away the last remnants of my previous relationship, was something I desperately needed them to do. I wanted all traces of my past life gone and what better way than to have it replaced by them? To cleanse away my exes’ dirty aftertaste and the bitterness they’d left behind with something new, something pure.

“I’ve got my test results on my phone if you want proof. Plus, I’m on PrEP, so I’m all good,” I said.

Leo sucked in a couple more breaths before answering, “Me, too.” He blushed, and stuttered onward, “N-Not the PrEP part, but the tests part.”

We both turned to Mitch. “I’ve not been tested,” he replied, disappointment coloring his voice. “But I’ve only ever been with Katie and no one else since, since she—”

“It’s okay. I believe you. I still want to. With you. Both of you.”

It shocked me to think I trusted him, trusted anyone anymore, but I did and believed him when he told me he’d only ever had sex with his wife. Without another word, I shucked off my oversize hoodie and T-shirt. Moving my hands to my jeans, I hastily undid them, pushing them and my underwear down my legs to kick them off with my feet.

Taking hold of my aching dick, I gave it a couple of strokes, enjoying the feel of my hand on my shaft. Sliding up to the tip, I caught the pearls of liquid between my fingers and brought them to my mouth, licking them clean. I eyed both men about to fuck me and smirked, “So what are we waiting for?”

Leo hastily removed his clothes, and Mitch removed the jeans trapped around his ankles from when I’d given him his blowjob. All naked, we were each breathing hard, our eyes roaming over one another, soaking up the sight of so much bare flesh.

“On the couch,” Leo growled, taking charge. “On your knees.” I rushed to obey his order. Moving past them to crawl onto the cushions, going up on my knees and gripping the top of the sofa with my hands, I arched my back and pushed my ass out, spreading my legs to make sure they got a nice view of my hole.

Looking over my shoulder, I asked him, “Like this?” knowing full well it was what he wanted.

Leo carefully moved forward until he stood directly behind me, his fingers feathering lightly, from the top of my neck down the length of my spine, his touch sending sparks of electricity tingling along my nerves. He didn’t stop, continuing down my crease to glide over my hole, making the muscle clench and me emit a long moan of pleasure.

“Exactly like that,” he drawled, and I had to take a second look to make sure this was the same Leo, because the one currently dishing out the orders didn’t sound like the man I’d met, at all. The slight hesitancy he normally carried along with him had gone, and in its place was a confident, almost dominant replacement, making my toes curl at the bossy tone he’d assumed, his voice deep and rich and firm.

I would never be a submissive lover, but with how much I needed to be taken over and lose myself tonight, I’d gladly hand over my control to either of these men and had faith they wouldn’t abuse my trust. I didn’t want to make the decisions, didn’t want to be the one dictating what happened. I wanted to let go and forget all about my exes, and their fucking wedding. I just needed to feel and knew without a shadow of a doubt they would give me what I asked for.

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