Page 25 of More Than We Know

Behind us, Quentin watches our reflections as I unzip Sarah’s dress and let it fall to the floor. I take my time, grazing my fingertips over her skin before unhooking her bra and freeing her breasts.

“You ready to play?” I murmur.

She nods eagerly.

“Good. Kneel here.”

Following my command, Sarah sinks to her knees facing the mirror and waits. Satisfied with her compliance, I make my way over to Quentin and undo the top few buttons of his shirt, exposing a bit of his chest and giving me a moment to talk with him.

To my surprise, he speaks first, softly enough for only me to hear. “I’m not into submitting myself, but I’d be happy to let you take the lead with Sarah tonight. I can follow your lead if that’s what you want.”

“That sounds perfect.” He’s correct in assuming that I’m in a more dominant headspace tonight, but I also don’t want to step on his toes since I know that he’s only a Dominant—not a switch like me—so this seems like a solid arrangement.

I plant a soft kiss on his lips and give him a flirty smile before making my way back over to Sarah, who’s still kneeling, waiting for me. Quentin follows, two steps behind me, before taking a place at Sarah’s side and standing over her, waiting for me to make the first move.

“Take off his pants,” I tell Sarah. “But stay on your knees.”

She reaches up to unlatch his belt buckle, then unbuttons his pants and pulls them down along with his boxers. His cock springs free, already hard and jutting out, and Sarah licks her lips.

At the same time, I slip out of my clothes, and seconds later, we’re all in front of the mirror in various states of undress. It’s incredibly erotic and simultaneously heartwarming seeing the three of us like this. We’re a weirdly perfect trio.

I lean down to speak to Sarah, threading my fingers through her hair as I do. “I want to watch you suck his cock.”

“Okay,” she whispers, her lips lifting in a small smile.

I lock eyes with Quentin, who steps in front of Sarah with his cock in hand.

“Show me how much you want this,” I tell her. “Let everyone watching out there see how well you take his cock down your throat.”

She doesn’t hesitate. She leans forward and closes her lips around him, bobbing her head to take him further and further each time. His head falls back and he groans, enjoying the feel of her mouth on him, and I know I can’t stand back and simply watch.

I need to touch her.

I drop to my knees behind her and circle my arms around her waist before slipping a finger into her panties and finding her swollen clit. She’s already so fucking wet, and as soon as I start moving my fingers, she moans with her lips around Quentin’s cock, which causes him to thrust even further into her mouth.

“Are you going to come for me this fast?” I taunt in her ear. She’s already grinding her hips against my fingers, and her moans have only grown louder.

She can’t answer, of course, because her mouth is occupied, but I know how much she loves that little bit of teasing.

I just can’t decide if I want to make her come now or draw it out.

Quentin makes my decision for me, because he pulls back, closes his eyes, and tries to steady his breathing. He’s close too.

I continue to rub Sarah’s clit from behind, just slowly and gently enough to keep her on the edge without pushing her over it.

“Hmm, what should we do next?” I tease. My voice is low and husky, and I’m just as turned on as the two of them.

Sarah’s mouth opens as if she’s about to say something, but she snaps it closed again, glancing at me in the mirror to see if I noticed.

I did.

“What are you thinking?” I ask, trying to draw it out of her despite her sudden shyness.

“I want to see you… with him.” Her gaze drops to the floor.

“Eyes on me,” I command. “Look at me when you tell me what you want.”

She lifts her head to meet my eyes in the mirror. Her skin is flushed, and I don’t know whether it’s from her arousal or her embarrassment. “I want to see you two together.” She says it more confidently this time.

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