Page 39 of Sapphire

I undress as we go, dropping my suit throughout our home as if it were designer breadcrumbs.

Mateo kicks open our bedroom door and throws Zoe onto our sprawling king-size bed, and she lands with a squeal.

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ZOE

Mateo throws me through the air, and I land on a fluffy cloud of a bed. My eyes catch Mateo and Tomas standing at the doorway, looking like Gods as they stare down at me as if I’m the most precious thing they have ever seen. I don’t know if anyone has ever looked at me like that. I feel like no one has.

This wasn’t at all how I thought today would go. I can’t believe what I did. It must have been the champagne because there’s no way I would have touched myself in front of someone.I don’t think I would.Mateo made me feel sexy, beautiful, desired … and then Tomas walked in, and reality came crashing down. Here I was, pleasuring myself in front of his boyfriend. I thought he would throw me out onto the street for seducing his man. Instead, he drops to his knees and starts sucking off Mateo and fuck me, it was hot. I couldn’t move for fear of combusting from an orgasm. The way he sucked Mateo’s long cock was indeed impressive. I’m sure there’s no way in hell I would be able to do something like that.

Since seeing the two of them that night, I assumed they were only into men, but from what they have both mentioned, they used to play with women also, it’s just been a while. The way the two of them were looking at me in the studio, I certainly feel wanted even if it’s been a while.

My gaze bounces between the two naked men as my focus dips down to where their cocks stand mighty and proud. I let myself take them in, studying each of them and their differences. Mateo’s dick is long and thick, he looks after himself down there as he is neatly trimmed. Tomas’s dick is not small at all, but his is thicker than Mateo’s. He is not as trimmed at Mateo’s as a chocolate snail trail sides down his impressive six-packed abs and into a neat bush. Each cock is impressive on its own but together, they are glorious, awe-inspiring things that deserve to be worshipped and maybe that is what I need to do. Worship these two men in the same way they protect me.

I’m still stunned that they both want me, touch me, taste me, fuck me. I can see it on their faces, the desire is there, and it’s intoxicating. I move around on the bed till I’m kneeling naked and exposed in front of them, my robe long gone, disappearing into the garden earlier.

“Fuck, she is perfect, Tomas,” Mateo curses.

“Yes, yes, she is,” Tomas agrees.

“I’ve never done anything like this before, I don’t think,” I explain to them both.

“What, have two men worship your body?” Mateo asks with a heated look on his face.

I shake my head. These two seem experienced, and I’m nervous that I might disappoint them.

“Just do what feels natural, Zoe,” Tomas says as he stops at the edge of the bed.

Mateo joins him. “We will do whatever you want. We can stop at any time,” he says, giving me a reassuring smile. “You’re in charge today, we are all yours.”

My body shivers at that thought. I’m in charge. My dirtiest fantasy has come alive. What do I want first?

“Kiss, I want you two to kiss,” I tell them both.

Mateo gives me a smirk and grabs Tomas’s face and kisses him. Lips twisting and turning in pleasure, tongues clashing, manly moans as strong arms grope each other.

That is so hot.

They seem rougher with each other than they have been with me.

I like it.

Then I feel a hand reaching out for me, not breaking their kiss. A hand that nudges my legs apart for them. I shuffle my legs open for Mateo as he runs his knuckle through my wetness which they have created as I watch them make out. Then his finger sinks into me, and I close my eyes as the feeling overwhelms my scenes. Then I feel another finger push between my folds as they begin to stroke my inner walls, all the while getting lost in each other.

This is hot.

Pressure builds as the two fingers pump inside, my body is on a knife’s edge ready to be pushed over into the abyss. I’m so close I can almost feel it, and then the fingers are gone and my whole-body whimpers at the sudden loss.

“Sorry, angel, we are not ready for you to come yet.” Mateo chuckle.

I pout. “I thought I was in charge?”

“Is she pouting, Mateo?” Tomas laughs, looking down at me.

“I think she is. We can find a better use for her mouth than that, don’t you?”

“Most definitely,” Tomas agrees with a smirk.

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