Page 142 of There's No Us Without You
“Sit.” With a tug on my hips, he pulls me down so I’m sitting on his face, my thighs straddling his neck.
I’m. Literally. Sitting. On. His. Face.
Holy shit.
I’m going straight to hell.
Emerson parts me with the tip of his tongue, dragging it up to circle my clit. I moan around Will’s dick, sending a vibration from my chest into my throat. I’ve never felt anything quite like this, and I’m struggling to keep it together. My hips move all on their own, grinding against Emerson’s face like he doesn’t actually need to breathe.
If we keep this pace, I’m going to come any minute, and I don’t want it to end just yet.
But it’s Will who saves me by pulling me to stand. I take a moment to gather myself, while my arousal mixed with Emerson’s saliva runs down my inner thighs.
But before I can even think about covering myself, Will turns me around and pulls me back down onto his lap while Emerson pushes himself up to kneel in front of us, wincing as he does.
I frown, wanting to reach for him. Is his injury still causing him pain?
There’s no time to question him when Will spreads my legs again, baring my pussy to the gorgeous man in front of me, while sliding his dick between my arse cheeks.
“Goddamn.” Emerson brings a fisted hand to his mouth and bites his knuckles as he shoves his free hand into his shorts and yanks his dick free.
“Look at Emerson,” Will says against my ear. “Did you know our boy likes to watch?” He uses his long, tattooed fingers to rub circles over my swollen clit.
I moan, letting my head fall into the space between Will’s shoulder and neck, while he alternates between circling my clit and fucking me with two fingers.
With slow, but forceful strokes, Emerson pleasures himself, his focus on the movement of Will’s fingers. Every now and again, he darts his tongue out to lick his bottom lip, making me want to taste him again.
The sound of my heavy breathing is mixed with Will’s in my ear, while Emerson struggles to keep his own breathing steady. I never knew being with two people could be so fucking hot, but here I am being pleasured by a man, and watched by the other while he pleasures himself.
“Goddamn, you’re beautiful,” Emerson says, picking up the pace of his hand.
“Come here,” Will says, motioning for Emerson to join us. “You’re going to eat that pretty cunt until our girl comes all over your face. Understood?”
For a moment, Emerson sucks his bottom lip between his teeth, his eyes full of something else entirely as he gazes at Will.
There’s so much desire and love in that one look, my heart almost breaks through my ribs.
I whimper, my fingernails digging into Will’s thighs as I ride his fingers. “I’m so close,” I choke out. “Please.”
“Not yet, Sunshine.” Will slides his fingers out of me and lightly slaps my pussy. “Emerson, I won’t ask again. Be a good boy and finish our girl off.”
Good boy. Our girl.
I’m so dead.
“Yes, Sir.” A slow smile creeps onto Emerson’s lips before he drops onto all fours and buries his head between my thighs to run the tip of his nose over my pussy.
“That’s my boy,” Will says, gripping Emerson’s hair.
My entire body is vibrating with the need to come undone between these two men. I never knew being intimate could feel this good, or that another person—or people, in my case—could elicit such strong reactions from my body.
I’ve never been a believer in heaven, but I’m seeing stars right now.
All I want to do is wrap myself in Emerson and Will and just stay here for eternity. It hurts so much to let them see my flaws, but my guess is it would hurt more not to show them.
As Em circles my clit with his tongue, he slides one hand up Will’s bare thigh, while keeping the other planted firmly on the ground to keep him steady. I link my fingers in his, and use my heels against the edge of the couch to push myself up slightly, freeing Will’s erection from my arse cheeks to give Emerson easier access to him.
His nose nudges my opening before he drops his head lower.
