Page 87 of Seeking Two Lovers

A shiver slid over my skin, pebbling every inch of me. Fuck me sideways, I wanted that to be true. Whimpered into Blaine’s mouth with a wish upon that star.

Blaine’s hand slid up my thigh beneath the sundress I’d worn, his calloused palm perfect on my skin.

He cupped over my bare sex.

A hiss escaped him as I pressed into his touch. “She’s not wearing any panties,” he groaned, tipping his head back against the couch.

“Fuck,” Grey cursed, his exhale hot against the back of my head. I hadn’t heard him kneel on the floor between Blaine’s spread thighs. “Is she wet?

Blaine’s shaking fingertips trailed over and back up my slit while holding my gaze, his eyes hazed with lust.

“Soaked,” he choked out and leaned forward as though he couldn’t stay away, his lips like butterfly wings over the corner of my mouth.

“Mmm.” Grey shifted my hair over my shoulder and tongued my neck, leaving cool wetness behind. His hand slid down my thigh, gathering up the skirt of my dress, and I lifted enough so he could bunch it around my waist.

Hot breath caressed my bare ass cheeks seconds before he lifted my ass toward him and spread me open.

“Oh God.” My head tipped back as Grey’s tongue slid over my crack.

“Mmm,” he hummed his pleasure while rimming my asshole.

My pucker spasmed beneath his lathing, and I arched my back, offering myself to him because goddamn, that man’s tongue…

“Greedy little girl.” Sexy as fuck, his low tone hardened my nipples. “Fuck her sweet pussy with your fingers, B.”

One thick digit slid with ease inside my body, and I gasped.

Blaine took my mouth in a bruising kiss, and I lifted onto my knees, giving both men better access to the ache between my thighs.

Grey backed away, and my whine into Blaine’s mouth cut off as a fingertip replaced his tongue.

Yes, oh, please…yes.

I pushed against his probing, and Grey’s finger slid into my ass as his mouth latched onto my neck.

Double penetration—but not quite in the way I’d fantasized about and prepared myself for. Cleaned out and stretched a bit while showering earlier, I was so damn ready for two dicks at once.

“Want you both,” I managed between kisses and moans while their fingers took turns fucking in and out of my holes. “Please.”

“Grey.” Blaine groaned his friend’s name as though he hovered on the edge like I did.

Without a word, Grey stood, yanking my dress off overhead. Cool air slid over my heated skin, but he pulled me from Blaine’s lap and into his arms.

My legs wound around his waist, and I met Blaine’s gaze over his shoulder as I found myself being carried toward Grey’s bedroom.

Blown-out pupils devoured the green/gold of Blaine’s eyes, and I held out my hand. He wound his fingers through mine, trailing along behind us. His hungry gaze pulsed need through my core, and I bit back another whimper over the fact I left a wet spot on Grey’s T-shirt.

“Strip and lay on the bed,” Grey told Blaine while dimming the bedroom’s overheads with one hand. His other hand clasped my backside in an owning grip that left me thankful I didn’t have to stand.

Clothing rustled.

“You’re going to ride Blaine’s dick,” Grey said, watching Blaine behind me. “Fuck, he’s so hard for you. Sheath that thick, juicy cock, B.”

A shudder rocked me hard against Grey’s torso, and he grinned over what his words did to me, his gaze still plastered on his friend.

Captivated by Grey’s blue eyes, I stared as he watched his friend. Lust filled his pale orbs, and he licked his lower lip.

“Tell me what he’s doing—what you’re seeing,” I whispered instead of turning to check for myself, clinging to his broad shoulders, my heart racing.

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