Page 45 of Double Pucked

So once the guys strip off all their clothes, I take off my glasses and point to the bed.

“Lie down,” I say, and I don’t at all sound like a lady Domme, nor do I feel like one,butI’m positively giddy watching two ripped men lying down on a king-size bed, big dicks pointing at me.

Me.

They’re naked and I’m still in my bra and panties, and I like the power play as I settle between them, one knee between Ryker’s thighs, the other between Chase’s.

“What’s it gonna be, sweetness?” Chase asks in the deep, swoony tone that sends hot sparks down my spine.

I’m feeling a little saucy, so I give him a “How about you let me show you like I said?” as I slide a hand through the coarse hair on Ryker’s muscular thigh.

Ryker lets out a satisfied sigh.

I do the same to Chase, and the controlling man murmurs, “Dying to know what you’re up to.”

“You really are bossy. If you let me be in charge for ten seconds you might get this,” I say as I reward Ryker for listening well by stroking his shaft.

Ryker glances at Chase. “Just shut up. It’s worth—”

His words die on his tongue when I lick the tip of his cock.

“I’ll fucking listen,” Chase says, watching hopefully like a dog waiting for a treat while I draw the head of Ryker’s dick between my lips, wriggling my hips as I happily taste him for the first time. As I fist the base of his dick, I run my fingers up Chase’s leg, rewarding him at last. I slide my hand higher, up along the inside of his thigh, and he groans all while I draw Ryker deeper.

“Mmm. Your mouth. Your fucking perfect mouth,” Ryker murmurs, curling one hand around my head, holding me in place.

I flick my tongue along his length while I cup Chase’s balls. Chase lets out a throatyyessss, then threads strong fingers through my hair.

Ohh.

That’s really nice. Chase’s pushing my hair from my face so he can watch me suck his best friend’s dick.

Maybe I’ll put on a show.

I lock eyes with Chase. His glimmer.

As Ryker relaxes into the moment, I lavish wicked attention on his dick, flicking my tongue along the head, then sucking it like a lollipop while Chase watches with dark eyes and parted lips and strong hands keeping my hair from obscuring the blow job view.

I can’t leave Chase hanging though. I take mercy on Mister Bossy’s throbbing cock, stroking once, all the way up, then squeezing the tip right as I suck Ryker’s dick far into my throat.

“God, yes,” Ryker groans, gripping my hair tighter, turning me on even more with his rough touch. “You need to feel her mouth. It’s fucking paradise.”

Well, he makes a good point.

In an instant, I switch men. As I grip Ryker’s dick, I suck on the head of Chase’s, lapping up a bead of arousal that’s just waiting for me.

Chase utters a moan of surprise, then Ryker wraps his hand around my hand, showing me how he likes it, and I nearly combust. My cells are on fire. I’m sucking Chase’s dick and jerking off Ryker’s with him, and every inch of my body is electrified.

“Look at you, sweetness,” Chase says, staring savagely at me devouring his cock. I try to imagine how I look to him—lips stretched wide with his dick while my hand is wrapped around another man’s thick shaft. My hair frames my face, and he sweeps it back so he can stare at my blow job lips. “Just look at you. You’re so fucking worked up you’re rocking your hips.”

He’s right. I’m fucking air as I give their dicks the attention they deserve.

Taking care of two men is winding me up. I’m hot all over. And wet beyond words between my thighs.

Ryker wraps his hand tighter over mine, and I respond by shuttling faster while drawing Chase to the back of my throat.

They both groan in tandem, and the deep harmony of their vocal pleasure is such a rush.

I could come from servicing them.

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