Page 73 of Pucking Amazing

The moment we step through the door into DJ’s sleek modern apartment, the tension that has been building all evening explodes. DJ pins me against the wall, his chiseled body pressed to mine as his lips claim my mouth in a searing kiss.

“I’ve been dying to do this all night,” he murmurs huskily. His tattooed arms cage me in as his tongue delves deep, tasting me.

My mind goes deliciously blank, only aware of DJ’s hard muscles and Tyler’s heated gaze on us. I moan into DJ’s mouth, my body melting against his.

Tyler steps closer, his broad shoulders filling my vision. “Fuck, that’s hot,” he says, voice rough with want. “I want a turn.”

DJ releases me with a cocky grin. “She’s all yours, bro.”

Then Tyler is on me, kissing me with a desperate hunger, large hands gripping my hips. I lean into him, fingers tangling in his sandy hair. He groans as I nip at his full bottom lip. His mouth is so right on mine. I can’t believe it took us this long to kiss.

DJ steps up behind me, leaning in to nibble at my neck, and I moan into Tyler’s mouth as he presses in for another kiss.

My mind a haze of desire, I dimly marvel at how perfectly the three of us fit together, like puzzle pieces finally snapping into place. DJ’s deft fingers find the zipper of my skirt and tug it down slowly, his knuckles grazing my ass and legs and leaving trails of heat in their wake.

“God, you’re stunning,” he breathes reverently as the garment pools at my feet, leaving me in just my black silk top and panties. His brown eyes rake over me hungrily.

Tyler pulls back to drink in the sight as well, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows hard.

“So fucking gorgeous,” he agrees, rough hands skimming my sides before moving up to cup my breasts.

I gasp as Tyler rubs the pads of his thumbs over my nipples through the delicate lace of my bra. They pebble instantly under his touch.

Not to be outdone, DJ drops to his knees behind me, kissing a path along the lacy edge of my panties.

“Bedroom. Now,” DJ commands after a dizzying series of teasing, light touches. They maneuver me down the hall, stripping their clothes and the last of mine as we go until I’m laid out on DJ’s king bed wearing nothing at all.

DJ slides a tattooed hand up my thigh, pushing apart my legs. “Damn, Syd. You’re a fuckin’ vision,” he says reverently.

I flush at the raw need in his dark eyes. Tyler stretches out beside me, kisses along my throat, making me shiver.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” I gasp out.

DJ watches us both, eyes flaring with heat, as Tyler caresses my breasts again. Then DJ slides one hand to my already wet pussy, fingers delicately exploring—and when Tyler moans beside me, I realize DJ’s other hand is wrapped around Tyler’s cock.

My mind spins at the erotic sight of DJ stroking Tyler’s impressive length. Tyler’s eyes flutter shut in bliss as he thrusts into DJ’s grip. I’m transfixed, heat pooling low in my belly. DJ’s fingers continue to tease my slick folds, circling closer and closer to where I’m throbbing for his touch.

“Please,” I whimper, arching my hips towards him.

DJ grins wickedly. “Please what, baby? Tell me what you want.”

“Touch me,” I beg. “I need you.”

“Mmm, I love hearing you beg for it,” DJ growls approvingly. He slides one long finger inside me, curling it to hit that perfect spot, making me cry out. “Fuck, you’re so tight and wet.”

His thick finger slides in and out, tweaking against my clit and then thrusting into me again and again as I moan incoherently.

Tyler leans down to capture my nipple in his hot mouth, swirling his tongue and sucking hard. The combined sensations make me writhe and gasp. DJ adds a second finger, pumping them in and out, his thumb rubbing tight circles on my clit.

The exquisite pleasure builds and builds until I’m right on the edge, my thighs trembling, DJ’s skilled fingers driving into me relentlessly as Tyler nibbles and sucks at my breasts. It’s almost too much stimulation to handle.

“That’s it, baby, come for us,” DJ urges huskily, brown eyes blazing into mine.

His words send me flying apart, my back arching off the bed as ecstasy crashes through me in wave after wave of pure bliss. I cry out their names, seeing stars behind my eyelids.

DJ works me through it, drawing out my climax until I collapse back against the sheets. He slides his fingers out of my fluttering pussy and brings them to his lips, licking them clean with a low groan of satisfaction.

“Goddamn, you taste incredible,” he rasps. “I could get addicted to this sweet pussy.”

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