Page 35 of Covert
Before he can say a word, one of Maddox's hands presses on my upper back, bending me in half at the waist.
"She likes being our plaything, Axe. So let's play."
Axel takes my face gently in both of his hands, and I open my mouth for him, sticking my tongue out. In this position, I have no control over anything. Axel gently fucks into my mouth, dragging his swollen cock over my tongue, while Maddox thrusts into me with small, shallow strokes, until he's worked me completely down his length.
Like this, I have no leverage, no strength. It's all I can do to take it, and I sink into the surrender of it all. A slick sheen breaks out across my entire body, but the more they use me, the more free I feel. I know they would stop if I said something. But I don't have to because I'm loving everything they're doing to my body.
So, in a symphony of grunts and gasps and groans I come again, followed quickly by Maddox.
Axel suddenly pulls out of my mouth but strokes himself furiously, the muscles on his forearm bunching and straining.
"Where do you want it?" he asks through gritted teeth.
I barely register what he's asking, but when I sink to my knees and press my small breasts together, he unleashed with a groan. Wave after wave of cum coats my chest, my dress, my chin, my neck. Even my hair, I think. And I couldn't care less. Watching Axel come apart for me was so sexy, a mini-aftershock-orgasm has me clenching my thighs and moaning.
"Did you just come again?" Maddox asks from behind me, his voice all shades of excited and astonished.
"Mhm," I whimper, too cum-drunk to censor myself anymore.
We had been circling this very thing for months, all of us too afraid to be brave enough to cross that line. But we did tonight. And God, it was perfect.
Before I can move, Axel scoops me up into his arms and takes me to the bathroom. We shower in silence, each of us lost to our own thoughts. But Axel is careful with me. He washes his cum off of me like he's sad to watch it go down the drain, and I can't help the laugh that bubbles out of me.
Maddox is stoic, washing himself only after Axel and I are done. I know they're going to leave for the night. And that's okay.
After we're toweled off, the boys have towels wrapped around their waists and me in a robe, they hesitate, looking between me and the door, not really sure what the protocol is. I mean, seriously. What are you supposed to do when you tag team the girl you know nothing about but work with and now apparently live with, whose given you the green light sexually, but also swears she's going to leave in six months?
"I feel like you two missed an opportunity to Eiffel tower me tonight," I say, trying to lighten the mood and let them know I'm not going to fall apart because they don't spend the night. I actually prefer they don't spend the night. I'm a terrible sleeper.
Axel throws his head back in a deep belly laugh while Maddox just stares at me, jaw agape.
"Well then," I say, folding back the sheets of my bed, more than ready for sleep. "Thanks for the orgasms. A+ ten out of ten would recommend."
Axel laughs again but walks back to me to kiss me on the cheek, a surprisingly sweet gesture.
"So long, thanks for all the fish," he says, squeezing my shoulder. I pinch my brows at him.
"Excuse the fuck out of me? Fish? What the fuck, Axel?!"
I was trying to keep things cool and easy; to let them know I wasn't going to stalk them and fawn all over them or make a big deal out of things.
"It's from a movie?" he replies, his eyebrow raised.
Shame and regret heats my cheeks. "I... I don't watch movies," I reply, fiddling with the comforter in my lap.
He comes back over and kneels on the bed next to me. His large hand finds the side of my face. "I get it. We'll watch it together. Maybe tomorrow after work? It'll make sense then. What I meant was thank you. Tonight was incredible, and if all parties involved enjoyed themselves, maybe we can do it again."
I nod, feeling sad and small, after what was possibly the best sexual experience of my life. No. Not possibly. Absolutely the best sexual experience of my life.
Axel squeezes my hand before kissing my cheek again and then leaving. Maddox hovers in the doorway, seemingly unsure of himself.
I take pity on the man.
"Maddox. We had sex. It was great. That's it. It doesn't have to be some huge thing. We're consensual adults who enjoy each other's bodies. Stop overthinking things."
He nods, but he doesn't seem all that convinced.
He goes to leave before he spins around and strides back into my room. He takes my hand in his and kisses my cheek with a little too much force.
