Page 31 of Doubling Down

“Jesus fucking Christ, Sarah,” he mutters. “I didn’t realize you could be even more perfect.”

I have to concentrate to maintain control, the bombardment of sensations making it difficult. One of the other two has started rubbing my clit, and I moan around Jude’s cock, which makes him curse and hold my braid even tighter.

“Don’t want to hurt you,” he murmurs. “But I need to… fuck.”

I give him a gentle suck, the only way I can signal that I want him to lose control, and he does. He pulls my braid to the point of pain, shoving his cock deeper until tears stream from my eyes and saliva starts to dribble from the corner of my mouth. At my other end, Sheridan and Simon are grunting as they fuck me harder, and I am so fucking close, but I can’t let myself lose control with Jude so deep in my throat.

But suddenly he grunts my name, and the underside of his cock spasms against my tongue, the only warning I have that he’s coming. I barely have time to prepare before his hot, sweet cum is coating the back of my throat.

He pulls out, leaving me gasping, and finishes himself with several quick, slapping strokes, aiming for my open mouth, but hitting my cheek with half of it. I’m already losing myself to the other two, though, and now that I can breathe properly, I let go.

“Oh, fuck yes! Hard, like that,” I say, though Simon and Sheridan don’t really need to be told. They’re lost to their own momentum, and whoever’s rubbing my clit rubs faster as their tempo increases. They’re holding onto the backs of each other’s necks, foreheads pressed together, both fixated on where their cocks are plunging into me.

“Want to see you cum first, mate,” Sheridan says. “Want to watch your cream dripping off her pussy.”

“Fuck, dude,” Simon pants. “You fucking got it.” Then he thrusts a few more times, groans, and freezes, his shaft pulsing inside me.

Sheridan pauses and breathes, “God yes, like that. I can feel your cock against mine. So bloody hot.”

Simon’s orgasm fades and he eases out of me. “This what you wanted to see?” he asks, crouching low. I can finally see my pussy again in the mirror as he drags his fingers through the mess he made, then stands again, raising his slick fingers to Sheridan’s mouth. The other man opens and sucks them in, moaning around them as he starts pivoting his hips again. He sucks Simon’s fingers clean, then nods.

“Now you. Suck her clean. Make her come.”

Simon obeys, falling to his knees and leaning in, devouring my pussy so thoroughly I have zero chance of holding back any longer. I let go with an incoherent wail as he sucks my clit, aware of nothing but the delicious torment they’re inflicting on me.

Sheridan’s climax claims him at the same moment, and he slams in tight to ride it out, every single pulse of his cock a reflection of the spasms in my own body.

He pulls out slowly, sweat dripping off his face, and reaches for one of the clean towels situated conveniently within reach. As he cleans himself off, he gazes at our reflection in utter awe.

“Magnificent. You two have truly outdone yourselves in every way. My only regret is that she isn’t part of the deal, but I have a proposal for you. Please unbind this goddess so we can discuss business.”

Chapter Seventeen

It turns out the enormous bathroom adjoining this room is equipped with a large shower and a hot tub. The four of us rinse off, then slip into the bubbling tub with the bottle of champagne we’ve barely touched. My limbs are sore, but in a good way, and the hot water and pulsing jets feel amazing.

Sheridan reaches for the champagne and pours as he talks.

“I think it’s safe to say I’m one hundred percent sold on your contraption. I admit I would still love to play with it more, but purely for self-indulgence, not as a measure to decide whether it’s worth investing in.” He hands each of us a glass of bubbly. “I hope that after the fun we had, you’re still interested in doing business too.”

“Why wouldn’t we be?” Jude asks.

He shifts his gaze to me. “It isn’t every day that a potential business partner offers to share their girlfriend. In fact, this is a first.”

The twins exchange a glance, and Simon grins. “It was her idea. Trust me, we wouldn’t have done it if she didn’t suggest it first.”

“See, this is why I think the three of you are going to make perfect business partners. You’re openminded enough to understand the clientele I work with. Naturally we would need the designers on-site frequently to oversee things, so travel is a given, but are you also willing to travel to help promote the machine once it’s in production? I wouldn’t ask you to uproot your lives. I would cover all expenses, of course. This is how keen I am on having your cooperation and approval at every step. This is your baby. I want you involved.”

He pauses and looks between us again. “Frankly, I simply want you. I regret that we don’t have the time or stamina to keep playing tonight. I really wanted to take you up on your offer to put one of you in the machine and test it out with a male subject.”

Jude chuckles and glances at his twin. “We regret it too, but after that… I think we need a little more time to recuperate.”

“Understood,” Sheridan says. “But if you accept my offer, please consider taking a trip to visit once I have the first machine built in the assembly shop I plan to set up in San Francisco. I’d like the three of you to christen it with me, because I absolutely intend to own one as well.”

“Do you live in the city as well as do business there?” I ask. My head is buzzing with possibilities now, but I want all the details out in the open so Simon and Jude can put the pieces together without me saying it outright. I have no idea if they’re willing to move, but I don’t want it to be just about me.

“My home is in Pacific Heights. My business is mostly web-based, but my public-facing shop is in Haight-Ashbury.”

“Huh,” Jude says off-handedly, though his expression is thoughtful when he looks at me. “Don’t you live near there, Sarah?”

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