Page 12 of These Pucking Boys: Part Two

“Do you like that, sweetheart?” Jake asks.

“Yes,” I breathe out.

Jake keeps teasing my clit while Lachy rolls my panties down my legs. Then Jake pulls his hand away and pinches my chin, turning my face to his. “I want you to know your sweet taste, too.” He inserts two fingers into my mouth, making me suck them. It’s strange to taste myself on his fingers, but not bad. But the desire burning in his eyes as I suck on them is the best part. He pulls his fingers out and replaces them with his tongue at the same time that Lachy sucks my clit into his mouth.

I’d have moaned loudly if my mouth wasn’t occupied. Lachy wasn’t kidding when he said he would eat me. He’s sucking and licking like a starved man, teasing me to the brink of insanity. Jake leans back and asks. “Do you like when Lachy eats your pussy, Junebug?”

“Yes.”

He smirks. “Do you want me to tease your other hole?”

“What?”

“I’ll show you.” He drops to his knees behind me and parts my butt cheeks. Then he licks me, and I understand then what he meant by teasing my other hole.Oh my god. It feels amazing. I never knew I could find pleasure there in this manner. When the room starts to spin, I close my eyes and wonder if it’s possible to die of too much stimulation. I can’t even feel my full body now, only the parts where Lachy’s and Jake’s tongues are.

“Holy fuck!” I scream when the inevitable happens. I grab a fistful of Lachy’s hair so I don’t fall over. I’m coming hard, and my body is quaking from head to toe, thanks to the intense orgasm.

But the boys don’t cease their ministrations. They keep teasing me, fucking me with their tongues until I beg them to stop because my body can’t take it anymore.

I sway on the spot as Lachy and Jake get back on their feet. Both attempt to steady me—Jake grabs my hips, and Lachy my arms.

“Are you okay, lass?” Lachy asks, not hiding his amusement.

“No. The room is still spinning.”

“Then we should get you to bed,” Jake replies.

I let Lachy steer me to the edge of the bed, glad that he’s holding my hand. I can barely feel my legs, and I collapse on the mattress. My skin is still humming from all the sensations they made me feel, but as I look at them standing in front of me, the proof of their arousal obvious, I want more.

“Do you want to play a game?” I ask.

They both grin.

“What kind of game, lass?”

“Whoever takes off their clothes first gets the first piece of apple pie.”

“Are you racing too?” Jake asks.

I shake my head. “No. It wouldn’t be fair. I picked the easiest clothing to take off.”

Lachy removes his sweater and T-shirt in one swift motion.

“Wait? Are we starting already?” Jake looks at Lachy with brows raised.

“You snooze, you lose, sucker.” Lachy tosses his clothes at me, making me laugh.

“You’re such a cheater.” Jake shoves Lachy playfully while his jeans are midway down his legs, making him lose his balance.

“Who’s the bloody cheater now?” Lachy complains, barely avoiding the floor.

“Boys... play nice.” I start to unbutton my dress because, with the way they’re so eager to get naked, I bet they’ll be just as eager to seemenaked. I’d rather avoid having to sew the buttons back on.

Lachy throws his arms up in the air. “Ha! I win.”

“By a second.” Jake lobs his jeans to the side.

I scooch back on the mattress, my dress already gone. “There’s enough pie for everyone.”

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