Page 16 of The Traitor

His words were like gasoline on her burning lust and this time, she was the one grabbing his head to bring him down to her mouth. Josie slid her tongue in his mouth and a ball of warmth settled in her belly when she heard him moan. She did that to Spencer Knox and it sparked an unknown surge of power in her.

Gage’s touch became more and more insistent and direct, leading the way to her orgasm.

Moving restlessly, Josie was ready to let go when Gage removed his hand and stood. Josie broke her kiss with Knox to berate Gage for leaving her hanging on the edge like that, but the cage fighter cut off her words by grabbing her and taking her mouth in a sloppy kiss.

Knox laughed behind her. “I think the lady doesn’t agree with you stopping what you were doing. She’s an impatient woman, don’t you think?”

Gage’s touch was rougher, more impatient than his friend’s, but in the state of arousal she was in, it was what she wanted. His erection was hard and pushed against her stomach and as Gage’s hands roamed over her, she circled his throbbing member with her own.

Gage hissed in reaction to her touch. “I think you have a point Knox. How about we show Josie a little trick or two?”

Knox circled her waist from behind, as he nibbled the back of her neck. “I agree. But let’s continue this in bed. My bed.”

Continuously touching her, not allowing her respite, the men led her away. It was dark in the room and Josie was glad. She hadn’t had a chance to admire Gage’s body but the body she’d touched was ripped. As she was placed on the bed, Knox switched on a small lamp, giving the room a warm glow.

Shyness had started to overtake her lust when Gage kneeled beside the bed and ran his hand over her legs, placing random kisses along her shivering skin. Her body was taking over her logic and fear once more, but what made her lose her train of thought was Knox undressing at the end of the bed.

He looked like a conqueror standing there as he unbuttoned his flannel shirt, his gaze pinning her to the bed.

Part of her was hyper-aware of Gage kissing up her legs, getting closer and closer to her clenching sex, and even as she fought it, her attention was solely on the slow striptease of the man that fascinated her.

Gage bit her thigh to regain her attention and when she looked at him, he winked. “I see I’ll have to work a little harder to keep your focus on me.”

Knox started to chuckle, drawing her attention as he dropped his shirt. The black t-shirt he wore looked like the sexiest thing on earth, and she couldn’t wait for him to remove it from his body.

The moment he grabbed the hem and smiled, Gage groaned on her thigh and buried his face between her legs, swirling over her clit with his tongue.

She fisted his hair as an anchor to the sensual assault, and it seemed to spur him on. Josie would have closed her eyes and let Gage push her toward orgasm, but looking at the men, at the muscled back of the fighter between her legs, and at Knox who’d finally revealed his muscled torso was almost too much to sustain. Sensing her approaching orgasm, Gage retreated a little and Josie whined, making both men laugh a little more.

She loved looking at Knox as he put on a show for her. It wasn’t really dancing or stripping, it was mostly her watching him as he watched her. In the shadows she couldn’t see all the ink etched on his skin, but she could see paler lines across his ribs and near his hip that looked like scars. But her attention was diverted from them when he undid his jeans and pushed them down.

His cock bobbed into view and Josie almost hyperventilated as he advanced toward the bed. Crawling over it like a panther, Knox nipped at her breasts before taking her lips again.

Gage took the opportunity to move and Josie felt him kneel between her legs. Feeling the tip of his cock poised at her entrance, she took a deep breath and Knox paused for a minute, watching her as his friend slowly impaled her pussy.

Knox reached for his own cock and started stroking himself. “You look like a fucking wet dream, baby.”

Fully sheathed inside her now, Gage gulped and groaned, holding her legs hard as he started pumping. “Shit. Fuck. Man, she’s the tightest pussy I’ve ever had. And she’s squeezing me so hard.”

Each word came out of his mouth with a hiss and Josie was overwhelmed by how thick he was and how far he reached inside her. His length rubbed amazingly inside her, and the faster he went, the more she lost grip on reality. Surrounded by both men, she was animalistic, feeding only on her wants and pleasure.

Gage pushed her hard and when he slid his hand between her legs and teased her clit it pushed her over the edge. Her vision blurring, Josie opened her mouth to scream, but Knox crawled up beside her, swallowing her scream with his kiss.

Now, his kiss shifted from fiery to all-consuming. Knox took her hand and wrapped it around his raging cock, keeping his fist over hers as she stroked him.

Overwhelmed, overstimulated, and outnumbered, Josie shattered into orgasm. By the sound of it, Gage was about to let himself fall too. Knox filled her world with his taste. He increased the movement of his thrusts into her hand, his lips barely moving over hers, his mouth vibrating with his groans.

Gage pushed deep one last time before he spilled inside her. Knox followed as she felt his cock tremble before his cum filled her hand. Strings flew and landed on her breasts, but she didn’t care. The cock in her hand trembled some more before softening.

Josie was still lost in the most amazing fog of pleasure as Gage slumped partly across her body, slinging an arm over her belly, and Knox drew closer before lying down, cradling her body from the other side.

It was the most surreal feeling she’d ever felt. High on her orgasm, two gorgeous men warming her, Josie’s last thought before she was pulled into sleep was that she was either the luckiest woman on earth or completely insane.

Chapter 9

Knox was rubbinga kink in his neck as he took his fresh cup of coffee and went to his usual seat in the living room as the sun slowly rose.

He soon heard the familiar sound of dragging feet, followed by a closing door and the shower spray, which meant Gage was up.

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