His eyes went to Shaw’s again before finding my own. He watched me as I lowered my mouth onto him, stretching around him so fully, I had to use my palms to cover him. I was concentrating on the task, his breathing, the sounds he made that sent jolts through my own body, when Shaw’s hand touched my skin again.
I jumped and he made soothing sounds, “I’ve got you, relax.” That was the problem. I was a hundred percent aware that the big hunkering man standing behind me had me, caging me in as he leaned over my body. This was all new territory for me and I was afraid of screwing this up. What if my lack of experience chased them away? Roman moaned and his hips bucked upward when I ran my tongue along the underside of his cock. Shaw brought his head closer to mine. “I know what you’re thinking, Cardigan. But stop. Look at him. Look at what you’re doing to him. You alone.”
I looked up, seeing fire in Roman’s eyes as he watched my mouth and hands work on him. His breathing was uneven, a bit choppy, and every once in a while, his fingers would tighten against my scalp, causing a delicious pull of pain. Shaw was right, Roman did seem torn between the now and the promise of bliss. It was that thought I had on my mind when Shaw peeled his body from mine and skimmed his fingers along my slit.
“You’re wet. I knew you would be.” He traveled down my body and kissed one of my ass cheeks, then the other. My body tensed, self-conscious at this new level of intimacy with not one but two people, as his fingers slipped further. “You smell amazing.”
He dipped a finger inside of me and hummed his approval before slowly pulling it out. Shamelessly my body chased his digit while Roman’s hips moved to chase my lips. I heard a sucking before he made a pop as he pulled his finger out of his mouth. I felt mortified, which I knew was ridiculous because right now, we were all past the point of mortification. Still, I’d never had someone taste me before. That seemed so personal. And the one sexual encounter I had ended before it hardly began, five pump disappointment.
I didn’t have much time to dwell because the moment his fingers left his mouth, he had my hips in a bruising hold and his tongue replaced where his fingers had been. He lapped at my core, moaning his approval while I squirmed uncontrollably against his assault, pulling off Roman’s cock as I gasped for breath. His tongue went lower and flicked against my clit and my knees suddenly went weak. I didn’t know it could feel this good, giving me so much uncontrollable pleasure without actually coming.
Roman’s fist tightened in my hair once more. “If you stop, he stops.”