Page 46 of Fox and Nitro
“You are worthy. You are loved.” Fox murmurs as he steps up to me, wrapping his hand around my throat and pulling me into him, crashing his lips to mine.
He’s always been able to get me out of my head, first with his words and now with his sinful mouth. A low groan fills my senses, making my cock hard enough to pound nails when I realize it’s Jazz’s moan, and not my own.
The sweet sound spurs Fox on too as he deepens the kiss, devouring my mouth as his hands push my cut from my shoulders. I catch it before it falls to the ground, breaking away from Fox to place it gently on the hook behind the door. As soon as the soft leather is hanging, with Fox’s beside it, he’s on me. His fingers grip the back of my neck, bringing me back for more hungry kisses, then dropping to my throat as his hands find my henley.
In a frenzy of lips, teeth, tongues and hands it’s only a few short moments before we both stand naked, cocks leaking, Jazz’s wide eyes on our bodies, her gaze feeling like a caress.
“Holy shit, you two are so beautiful,” she whispers, moving to her knees on the bed, the light catching the slickness between her thighs.
“Fuck me,” Fox runs a hand down his face at the sight.
Jazz knee walks toward us and I have to take deep breaths to stop myself from coming right then and there. She sits her ass down on her folded legs, not only looking prim and proper, but also looking like the perfect fucking sub. The woman that Fox and I can take care of in all ways, both in and out of the bedroom.
She stares up at me, then at Fox, then at both of our cocks, standing proud and leaking like fucking faucets. A small smile blooms on her lips and she tips her head up to Fox, crooking her finger at him. She whispers something in his ear and when his tongue comes out to lick his plump lower lip, as his hooded eyes gaze at me, a matching look on Jazz’s face, I know in my heart that I’m fucked.
Jazz slides off the bed, kneeling in front of me, Fox beside her. She takes my throbbing length in her hand and angles it towards Fox’s waiting mouth. Her eyes are glued to his lips as he closes them around my mushroom head, sliding his mouth over me before pulling back. She pumps my cock a few times, following Fox’s movements and then surprises the fuck out ofme when she licks up my length then down again. Fox releases me with a pop and then follows Jazz’s movements and I have to clench my fists to stop from blowing my load. Watching my man and the woman who is coming to mean the world to me sharing my cock is something that will be burned into my brain for the rest of my life. I let them spoil me a little more before I angle my hips back, chuckling when Jazz whines.
“No baby, this night is about you, remember,” I say gently, running a hand over her head, her long silky dark hair slipping through my fingers.
“In that case, can we make Fox feel good for a little bit?” She stares up at me with those doe eyes that will be my undoing. “It’s only fair,”
“Yeah, babe it’s only fair,” Fox smirks up at me.
I roll my eyes before dropping to my knees, joining Jazz on the floor as Fox rises to his feet. Fuck he’s gorgeous. Tanned, lean and covered in a light dusting of golden hair, he looks like a sex god towering over me and Jazz.
I cup the back of her head, pulling her in for a deep kiss then turn her toward Fox’s cock. I grip the base in my hand, then lick a long stripe from his tight ballsack to the thick head of him, leaking with precum. Jazz follows my movements, moaning at the taste of him just like I do. He tastes fucking delicious, but I bet not as sweet as Jazz. We both lick Fox from top to bottom and then back again, before Jazz surprises me and captures my lips when we meet at the head of Fox’s cock. Our tongues tangle over and around Fox’s hard length and I know he’s close when he taps my head, he too, angling his hips away from Jazz’s greedy mouth.
“Fuck me, you two are fucking phenomenal but this is about you, sweetheart. So get that plump ass up on the bed before I get Nitro to throw you up there,”
Jazz’s eyes go wide before she clambers up onto the bed, crawling to the head, her thick ass jiggling at the movement, pulling a low groan from both me and my man. We share a look, a full conversation passes between us with not a word spoken. We know what we need to do. We need to wring every little bit of pleasure out of Jazz’s sweet little body and when she’s gone to pieces in our arms, a writhing mess, we will put her back together with care, piece by piece building her up to believe that she is every bit as amazing and perfect for us as we know her to be.
Jazz
I can’t believe I just did that. Just demanded that and yet it was the hottest moment of my life, sharing someone, bringing them pleasure with someone else. Having Zane’s tongue tangling with mine over Fox’s length had my core pulsing with need, and now I can feel my slick all over my thighs as Zane and Fox crawl up my body, dropping gentle kisses up my calves, my thighs, my lower belly pooch, my breasts and throat, but ignoring all the aching parts of me that need them, that need their hands, their lips, their tongues.
My body squirms and I have no control over it, but this time, it’s in a good way, in the very best way. Rough hands slide their way up and down me, on my legs, my arms, some touches are feather light, others squeeze and knead. I lost track of whose hands were where as soon as both men kneeled on either side of me, caging me in, and I didn’t care. I’m wild with lust, my voicedoesn’t sound like my own as I beg for more, each wish spoken in a harsh whisper is granted to me.
“Please, I’m so close.”
“We’ve got you, sweetheart.”
They move as one, wedging thick shoulders between my legs and then I have two mouths on me, one at my clit, suckling gently as the other snakes lower, breaching my entrance, lapping at my wetness. My hips buck and it’s all so overwhelming in the very best way.
Looking down between my legs I see black eyes staring up at me, watching me in my pleasure. My hands reach for Zane, tangling in his hair as his tongue batters my clit. I let out a yelp as a finger slides deep within me, my other hand landing in Fox’s longer hair, pulling tight as my pleasure rises higher, curling and curling until my back arches, a scream ripped from my throat as stars burst behind my eyes and my body twitches with the aftershocks of an orgasm so powerful it brings tears to my eyes.
And then Fox is there, kissing my tears away as they trickle from the corners of my eyes into my hair. Zane is on the other side, smoothing my hair from my face, dropping gentle kisses to my lips, my taste on his tongue and beard.
“Shh, it’s OK, Jazz. We’ve got you,” Fox soothes while Zane runs his hands gently over my body.
Both of them caressing me, caring for me as they bring me down from the highs my body doesn’t recognize. My eyes flutter closed and I’m not sure what happens next other than the feeling of being safe, secure and free of the shackles my body has me in.I fall asleep between two hard bodies. One man light, one man dark, and both of them I want to call mine.
Fox
“She’s too perfect, too good,” Nitro whispers, his eyes on Jazz as he runs his fingers through her silky dark hair.
“So are you, Zane, you just don’t see what I see.”
His eyes flick to mine. “What if she can’t see what we see either and she runs? Wants nothing to do with us?”
