Page 171 of The Sins of Silas

I obeyed. I bit my lip as I stared up at both men, their thick cocks looming above me. My eyes met Torrin’s, and I decided he deserved something first after all he’d been through…and because I missed him.

Torrin inhaled sharply as I slid my tongue along his shaft, then sucked his length into my mouth. His hand gently glided through my hair as I began to swirl my tongue along him, focusing my attention on the swollen head.

He released a soft moan, and I glanced up at him. His eyes became heavy, his mouth parting as he watched me.

My eyes slid over to Roland, a similar expression on his face as he stroked himself. The corners of his lips rose upward. “She’s excellent at that, isn’t she?”

Torrin let out a breathy laugh. “That she is.”

Their words sent heat between my legs. I continued to suck on Torrin, tasting the saltiness of his precum, before I eventually released him from my mouth and stroked him with my hand. His eyes rolled back, and I turned my attention to Roland, smiling and gesturing him over with my finger.

He rolled his lips inward, stepping forward as Torrin's hand went back to his side. I slid Roland's cock into my mouth next, slurping on him as I worked Torrin with my other hand.

Both of the men’s breathing was becoming labored as I drew out their pleasure. Roland gripped my hair forcefully and drove his hips deeper, hitting the back of my throat with every thrust. He groaned as his dick slid free, and I took a moment to catch my breath, saliva dripping down my face.

Torrin held my hand, halting my strokes, then lifted me into his arms. Roland hopped on the bed, remaining in a kneeling position, as Torrin sat me on the mattress.

“I need to see you,” he breathed as he reached behind me, unclasping my bra. My breasts spilled free, and Torrin cursed as he lowered me to my back.

Roland angled his cock down, and I resumed sucking on him just as Torrin kissed the sides of my breasts. My back arched when he captured one of my nipples in his mouth, flicking his tongue over the raised peak.

“Torrin,” I mumbled over Roland’s cock.

Torrin switched sides, giving equal affection to both breasts, before trailing his kisses lower. And lower.

“I can’t wait to watch him eat your pussy,” Roland murmured.

My half-lidded eyes shot up to see his playful smile. His thumb stroked my cheek as my tongue circled his tip.

It was so much fun having sex with Roland. He held no judgment. He was playful. While I knew he wasn’tin lovewith me, I knew he did love me. Just as I loved him.

Just as I loved Torrin.

Torrin yanked down my underwear, and all thoughts vanished the moment he pried open my legs and slid his warm, wet tongue along my center.

I cried out, my hand instinctively gripping his platinum locks, and sucked on Roland quicker as Torrin’s tongue teased my clit.

“Fuck…what a sight,” Roland moaned, his eyes dilating as he watched Torrin drag his tongue over my pussy, sucking each lip into his mouth.

Torrin continued his skillful strokes, lapping up my arousal. Every time his brown eyes met mine, watching me suck off Roland, my thighs clenched tighter around his head.

When he began thrusting his finger inside of me, I started to come undone.

“I’m going to come,” I panted, Roland’s cock popping free from my mouth. I stroked Roland with my hand and leaned up to watch. “Yes, just like that,” I cried.

Torrin lashed at my bundle of nerves, swirling his tongue rapidly, and I threw my head back, wailing in ecstasy as an orgasm rippled through me, my inner walls clenching around his finger.

As I was catching my breath, I ran my tongue along Roland’s length again.

More. I wanted more. I never wanted this moment to end.

“I get her ass, Brighthell,” Roland quipped. “But I’m feeling her wet cunt before that.”

Gods, the man was so vulgar. I loved it.

Torrin placed a light kiss on my thigh. “Turn around, baby,” Torrin demanded, and my sex throbbed.

I love it when you call me that.

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