Page 17 of Hacker Beloved

"If at any time you feel uncomfortable, we can stop," Asher added reassuringly.

Uncomfortable wasn't even close to the way these two made me feel as their hands traveled across every inch of my body.

CJ checked every inch of my back before his fingers traveled to my calves. In contrast, Asher had made his way up to my thighs. I realized their touch had turned me on.

"I need to pull your leg to the left a little," Asher said.

"Are you sure?" I asked, stalling. I worried they could see proof of how much I was turned on if I had to spread my legs.

Asher's fingers paused. "Do you want me to stop? I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

"I think she is feeling something else," CJ paused. "I bet she's worried about what her panties might show if you pull her legs apart."

“Stop,” Asher said firmly, and CJ immediately let go of my leg. I braced myself for punishment or a reprimand. Instead, he placed his hand on my lower back in a comforting gesture. His thumb made circles on my skin before he spoke again. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about, Zayla. It’s normal to become aroused when something feels good. Now, you can open your legs, or we can stop and let you go into the bathroom to finish this exam yourself.”

My mind raced as I tried to find the courage to voice my thoughts, but CJ rescued me from my discomfort. He squeezed my calf gently in what felt like an encouraging embrace before he spoke. “You can say anything to us. If our touch turns you on, that’s okay. And let me say…hearing Asher give you a command was really sexy. From experience, he doesn’t like it when his commands are dismissed.”

My only foray into BDSM was a one-night stand years ago, but it was one of the most memorable experiences of my life. I took a deep breath and opened my legs without hesitation.

“Farther,” Asher instructed, his voice husky with desire. “You’re right, CJ; she is definitely turned on. If this were any other situation, I would suggest you lean closer and peek at her panties.”

CJ groaned in response and slowly ran his hands on my thighs, sending shivers up and down my spine. His fingers brushed lightly against the inside of my thigh, dangerously close to my panty line. I wanted to press into him, but stayed put. On the other side, Asher’s hand had joined CJ’s journey, and they were brushing against each other as they inched their way higher and higher.

"This underwear’s covering up too much," Asher commented. "I can't get a good look at your ass."

“Maybe this will help,” he said, pushing my panties inward to be more like a G-string with thin strips barely covering my ass.

Their hands both lingered on my ass before dipping back down to my thighs.

“I think it’s time you rolled over,” Asher said in a voice low and suggestive.

My heart hammered in my chest as I followed his request, rolling to the side and sitting up. Reaching behind my back, I unlatched my bra so nothing hindered their view of me.

“You are sexy as hell,” CJ commented as I laid back down.

Instead of starting at the top, they grabbed my feet and worked up my legs. This time I could watch them work. Every so often, they would look at each other. Asher glanced up at me and winked as his finger dragged along my inner thigh just an inch away from where I needed his touch. Slowly they continued their way up my body, but skipped my breasts. When I let out a frustrated sigh, Asher chuckled.

"Why don't you check your breasts for us?" Asher asked.

My eyes flicked to his face. "I will need to get up."

Asher placed his hand over my stomach. His eyes were full of tenderness yet firmly holding mine. “Or you can lay right there and check each one. I want you to start with your left breast.”

I watched as his eyes and CJ’s flicked from my face to my breast. It was one thing to touch myself in private, but I'd never done it in front of someone before. "You're going to watch?"

"Yes," Asher and CJ said moments apart.

Taking a deep breath to steel myself, I raised both hands and cupped my breast, checking it how I did in the shower each morning. The sensation was different, though. I had never touched myself this way in front of someone before. When I went to release my breast, Asher stopped me.

"You didn't check your nipple. Pinch the end to make sure nothing is different," Asher instructed.

My heart thudded in my chest, and I could feel my mouth go dry. I slowly moved my hands to my breast and pinched the nipple between my fingertips. "Like this?"

"Close," Asher said, motioning CJ to come closer. CJ cleared his throat before speaking. "You think I should double-check her breast?"

"Yes," Asher replied, not taking his gaze away from me.

CJ stepped closer, his warm hands cupping my breast gently. His fingers traced the curves of my skin as they traveled up and down until they found my nipple. He paused for a second before flicking it with just the right amount of pressure that sent arousal coursing through my body.

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