Page 77 of Lost Paradise

“Jack?”

I don’t respond and feel Zane pull my shirt off my shoulders and slip it off my arms.

Foster unfastens my jeans, and they both work in tandem to undress me until I’m standing completely nude between them.

“You haven’t answered my question, darling. Do you want Jack to join us?” Foster’s hand moves to take a possessive hold of my jaw, his thumb tracing the full curve of my lips.

The truth is, I’m nervous as it is. I’m about to have sex with two men, and it’s a first for me. As exciting as it is, it’s also daunting, and I don’t want to talk about a third or a fourth dick for now. Not until I’ve had the two and know I can handle it.

Zane sneaks his hand between my butt, and I jerk straight into Foster’s chest.

“Right now, I just need you two naked and in the Lagoon with me. I don’t want to think about or have any more cocks,” I say, breaking away from both men and heading towards the edge of the water. “Just yours,right now.”

I step into the shallow, warm waters of the lagoon and dip my body as I watch Zane and Foster undress and join me.

Two walking gods, both masterpieces, each in their own personal way.

I rake my eyes up and down their naked bodies as they enter the water. Their broad, athletic physiques evoke a groan of longing in my throat.

The former quarterback stands as a colossus of power and bulk, his physique meticulously sculpted by the relentless demands of his athletic pursuits. Broad shoulders, arms thick with lean ripple, his chest is a fortress of muscle. Legs like mighty oaks, root him firmly to the ground, ensuring his imposing presence is felt with every stride. Zane is the epitome of power, a titan built to dominate the field.

Foster is a figure of grace and agility, his body a masterpiece of balance and proportion, and every muscle is defined with purpose and precision. His physique is leaner than Zane's, yet packed with the perfect cuts of abs and muscled arms, like coiled springs, capable of delivering lightning strikes with deadly accuracy. Watching him fight earlier was like nothing else I’ve ever seen.

And both possess those fucking edible Vs. Unfairly gorgeous men with well-endowed cocks.

Is it even possible for a brain to break? Because mine did watching them undress.

Within the shimmering shallow surface of the lagoon, Foster and Zane saunter over, and I wrap my arms around both men. My lips find one and then the other, and their bodies intertwine with mine as we surrender to the pull of desire.

Foster moves behind me, his strong arms encircle me, holding me close against him. His touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting a fire that burns hot, a fierce inferno in my core. I feel his lips kiss my shoulder, and he pulls me close into his pelvis, where I can feel how much his arousal wants me. He’s whispering naughty, delicious things in my ear that make my core clench with excitement.

Facing me is my dark-skinned lover, with a face so painfully attractive it almost hurts to stare at him too long. He cups either side of my face with his hands, his thumb caressing my lips, and they gradually move down my body to stop at my breasts, and he rubs his palms against my pebbled nipples.

“You want us together, baby?” he asks, his voice tinged with longing.

“More than you can imagine,” I breathe excitedly, feeling my pulse quicken with anticipation.

My heart pounds hungrily in my chest for both men, a rush of desire coursing through me like wildfire.

Zane gives me a crooked grin that accentuates his face in the most breathtaking way. My heart skips a beat as I tilt my head up to meet his lips in a kiss, feeling a rush of warmth and electricity coursing through me at his touch.

He returns that kiss with his tongue teasing mine as his fingers play with my nipples, rolling and pinching them, creating all kinds of tingling sensations that course through my nerves.

And when Zane breaks from my mouth, he moves a little south, holding my breast in his hand. He leans down to drag the tip of his tongue in a circular motion over my nipple, causing me to stir and shudder, knowing I need more of that.

“Mmmm….” I moan at the pleasure filling my veins, and I meet with Foster's hand around my neck, tilting my head back to meet his mouth.

Beneath the surface of the water, he pulls my hand and brings it over his hard cock. I grip it tensely as my fist slowly glides up and down his thick shaft as his tongue plays with mine.

Another hand finds its way between me and Zane. I know he’s busy sucking on my nipple while his hand is pushing through my folds. My thighs clamp around Zane’s hand as soon as his fingers find my clit. He lets go of my breast and forces my legs open, positioning his body between me.

I shamelessly begin grinding over his hand, needing more.

“Good girl, I want you cumming all over my hand,” Zane whispers, his fingers finding their way inside me, and my pussy latches on to him.

Foster releases his mouth from me and lavishes my chin with kisses, then my face, neck, and shoulders.

“You want anal, baby?” Foster breathes into my ear.

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