Page 51 of Mayhem
“Then, we’re going to fuck you until you can’t stand straight,” Paetyn finished descending his lips onto hers.
He led her in a slow, deep kiss. Erin followed along as his tongue tasted every inch of her mouth. She moaned into the kiss as Cruz’s finger stroked in and out of her slowly. Paetyn swallowed each moan that she breathed into the kiss.
Erin felt his hand slip under her shirt, his palm warm against her skin as it traveled up to her breast. She hadn’t bothered putting her bra back on when they’d left the hot spring, and Paetyn’s thumb brushed over her nipple, causing an intake of breath.
She knew what these men could do with their fingers, their tongues. They’d taken her to new heights with just those things, and Erin was ready for everything they would give her.
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Erin’s eyes slowly opened as Paetyn stepped away from her. It was on the tip of her tongue to ask him why when Cruz removed his hand from her shorts. She sat on the bed, and the men looked at each other, having some silent conversation she wasn’t privy to until Paetyn dropped to his knees in front of her.
He took her sandals off, tossed them to the side, and placed his lips on the inside of her left ankle, slowly kissing up her leg, nipping at her thigh before pulling away and gripping the sides of her shorts. Erin leaned back on her elbows and lifted as he pulled them off along with her panties.
Paetyn’s lips on her skin again slowly trailed up her thigh, and Erin gasped as he ran his tongue lightly over her slit. He pulled her back up, removed her shirt, and kissed her softly before standing and stepping away.
Erin’s attention was pulled to Cruz as he pulled his shirt off. She’d seen him shirtless before, but seeing it under this context had her eyes roaming slowly over his pecs, down to his defined abdomen, and she wanted to lick each of his abs.
She watched him unbutton his pants, and Erin wasn’t sure if he was doing it for show or to torture her. However, he pulled them down painstakingly slow, in her opinion, and she was a bit disappointed that his boxers hadn’t gone with them as they hit the floor, and Cruz stepped out of them.
Erin waited for him to continue, to take his boxers off. When he didn’t, she wanted to whine in protest, but she refrained as her eyes shifted to Paetyn. He grabbed the back of his shirt, pulled it over his head, and tossed it to the side.
She took him in too.Why were these men so fucking fine?It wasn’t that she’d never seen attractive men before, but something about the two in front of her made Erin feel as if every other one she’d come in contact with was lacking.
Paetyn pulled his pants down in the same fashion as Cruz, leaving him only in his boxers, and this time, she did groan. There she sat naked in front of them, bared to their eyes, not that it was the first time, and they’d decided to tease her by keeping their boxers on. She didn’t like that and wondered if they were testing her to see if she would use the temperatures.
She mildly considered it but decided against it. “Come here,” she requested instead. Both men stepped in front of her, and Erin tipped her head back to look up at them.
She currently had a dilemma she’d never thought she would. Which one of them she should finish undressing first? Erin was sure neither of them would care who she chose, but at the moment, it felt like the most challenging choice she’d ever faced.
Luckily, she didn’t have to think too hard about it as Paetyn took one of her wrists in his hand and placed her hand on Cruz’s abdomen. She brought her other hand up and slid it down over his stomach to the band of his boxers. She paused only momentarily before slowly pulling them down, allowing his dick to spring free, and Erin had to stop herself from gasping.
She wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but she shouldn’t have been surprised that his dick was just as attractive as the rest of him. Erin knew he was larger than anyone she’d taken previously in length and girth. She swallowed as she went to wrap her hand around him but stopped short, turning her attention to Paetyn.
Pulling his boxers down, she found herself at a loss for words. Every part of Erin wanted to question them aloud. Ask them why they both had such beautiful dicks and were so well endowed. She was sure Paetyn was slightly longer than Cruz, while the other man was a little thicker. Fuck if they weren’t going to stretch her in the best way possible.
Erin leaned forward, flicking her tongue against the tip of Paetyn’s dick before he took a step back. She pouted, looking up at him, and he gripped her chin, running his thumb along her lower lip.
“Why don’t you let me taste you first,” he told her.
It wasn’t a question or a suggestion. It was a command, and Erin caught it as plain as day. She wanted to protest and complysimultaneously. Something in Erin said protesting may not work out as she thought, and she moved back on the bed. She leaned back on her elbows, slowly opening her legs for him.
Paetyn moved between her legs, lowered his head, and took her clit between his lips. His hands grabbed her waist, and Erin gasped as he flipped them over. She braced her hands on the bed as she straddled his head. He released her clit, licking up her slit as he moved them down the bed.
As he swirled his tongue around her clit with soft touches, Cruz sat in front of her, spreading his legs on either side of them. Erin lowered her head, intent on taking him in her mouth, when his fingers laced in her hair and stopped her.
“Cruz,” she whined, making eye contact with him. “Please.”
He released her, grabbed the base of his dick, and pointed it in her direction. Erin swirled her tongue around the tip of his dick before taking the head into her mouth and sucking it. He was already dripping precum, and she wanted more.
Cruz groaned as the warmth of Erin’s mouth engulfed the head of his dick. She slowly descended, stopping when she hit resistance. Instead of pulling off, Erin stayed there, swallowing around him, and he moaned. She came up slowly, releasing his dick to swirl her tongue around the head again.
She swallowed before taking him back into her mouth, and this time as she went down, Cruz moved his hand from the base of his dick. Again, she hit resistance. Erin swallowed again and came up until only the head remained in her mouth. She began to suck him steadily, moaning around his dick as Paetyn ate her pussy.
Cruz watched her head bob up and down his dick, each time attempting to take him further down. She looked up, her eyes locking with his as she came up, holding his gaze as she went back down. Erin continued to suck him, her eyes locked to his, and he wondered which one of them would look away first, though he knew it wouldn’t be him.
He ran his fingers through her hair, tempted to control her pace but decided he’d let her pleasure him how she wanted to, take his dick how she wanted to. Erin cupped his balls in one of her hands and massaged them, her eyes closing on a deep moan. She came off his dick.
“Paetyn, please,” she pleaded, and Cruz was sure she was on the verge of cumming.
