Page 10 of Breaking Into Love

Tor insinuated his upper body between Webb and me, kissing and touching. He dropped a hand between my thighs, grazing my clit with his thumb then rubbing the base of Webb’s cock.

“Let me see that beautiful cock,” Webb ordered, and Tor’s smile was breathtaking.

He sat beside me, scooting back so that his hips were in line with my face. One hand slid up and down his shaft. A pearl of pre-cum beaded at the tip, and his thumb brushed over it, smearing the cream across the surface.

Webb’s strokes picked up speed.

“Turn your head, baby. Taste Tor.”

I did as Webb commanded, turning my head to the side and licking my lips in offering. Tor turned on his side and scooted in closer until the head of his cock brushed my mouth. I licked over the tip, and both men groaned.

“Suck me, honey,” Tor ordered and cradled the back of my head, urging me to open wide and take him in.

I eagerly complied, enjoying the taste of him on my tongue. Webb slammed deep then dropped over me, our chests pressing together. His mouth joined mine on Tor’s cock, licking and sucking over the shaft while I worked the head.

“Fuck, yes,” Tor hissed, his hips pumping forward.

Webb’s mouth moved toward mine, and we kissed over the head of Tor’s cock. Tor pumped his shaft between our lips so that Webb tasted one side while I sipped at the other. The entire time, Webb continued to move his hips. I was overloaded by the sensations, unable to focus on any single one. I could only to feel as Webb had said he wanted us to.

“So good,” Tor chanted above us. He used one hand to cup my head, and the other cradled Webb’s.

We made love that way—at least, for me, it was making love. I’d known from the start that my emotions would engage when I had sex. I hadn’t been wrong. Webb moved to engulf the head and most of Tor’s shaft with his mouth, and I automatically moved lower to stroke and tongue Tor’s testicles.

“Ah, fuck!” Tor cried out. “I’m going to come all over you two.”

Webb released him with a pop.

“Grab his dick, and jack it off on your breasts,” Webb ordered. “I want to lick it off.”

His words doused fresh fuel on an already blazing inferno of desire. Tor came up to his knees and took my hand, wrapping our palms around his shaft firmly and pumping. He showed me how to brush my thumb across the tip on every stroke; how to squeeze the base of the head just the way he liked.

Webb’s rhythm changed. Each stroke came faster, his drives harder and deeper. I lifted my knees to grip his hips, opening myself wider to his possession. Keening moans spilled from my lips. I was close to orgasm myself. The closer I got, the faster my hand moved, the tighter my legs clasped Webb.

“I’m going to come,” Tor groaned. “Open your mouth, Mandy.”

I followed his order, more than willing to taste more of him than the brief one I’d been given. I kept licking my lips, opening them then rubbing them together as I fought to reach my own pinnacle. The first splash caught me on the chin then dripped down onto my chest. I had my mouth open for the second, and Tor moved in, pushing the head inside to feed me the rest of his release. I came as I swallowed, and Webb’s roar sounded just as the heat of his cum filled my pussy.

Tor fell back, sitting on his heels, and Webb bent down, sucking the cum off my chin. He followed the trail, licking every drop of Tor from my skin then consuming me with a kiss to share it. I couldn’t breathe by the time he broke away, falling atop me and crushing me into the mattress. I loved it, though. I was sated and content, surrounded by the heat Webb and Tor put off. I wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of the day in bed with them.

They were mine, even if it was only for a short time. I knew we needed to talk. Not to mention, I had a code to break, and there was something niggling at the back of my mind about that. Still, for now, I wanted this and them. I wanted to do it all again.

“Give us a bit, baby,” Webb murmured, making me realize I’d voiced that last thought aloud. “Then we’ll do it all again. Just shift positions a bit.”

“Hell, yeah,” Tor agreed. “I want to feel that sweet pussy around my cock.”

Webb rose over me with a grunt, tugging his spent cock free as he went to my other side. “A man could get used to having the two of you in his bed.”

That was all he said. He dropped a kiss on my shoulder then lay back on the bed beside me, one arm thrown over his eyes while he caught his breath. His words cut deeply. Whether he intended it or not, it was a reminder that I was the reason he and Tor weren’t part of the new program. It was also a reminder that, if they did become a part of it, I wouldn’t be the woman sharing it with them. That was the worst cut. I wanted to be that woman, though. I wanted it with all my heart.

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