Chin to my chest, I gasped when I saw Jameson sitting in an armchair at the end of the bed. Sleep pants pulled low, hand wrapped around his cock, he smiled. “Knees up and spread them, Raindrop, so I can see every delicious inch of you.”
Complying, I let my head fall back onto the pillow, shivering at the brush of cool air along my hot, slick core. The first brush of Slade’s lips and then tongue against my pebbled tip had me arching off the bed, my body instinctively urging him to take more. Fingers still moving in and out, Slade wrapped his lips around me and sucked my nipple into his mouth, teeth scraping along the sensitive flesh.
“Play with your clit, Raindrop.” Looking down my body, over the hand between my legs, I sucked in a breath at Jameson’s darkened gaze locked on my core, his own hand moving up and down his cock. “Come around those thick-ass fingers stuffing your pussy, knowing his monster cock will feel that much better.”
One hand wrapped around Slade’s cock, I moved the other between my legs and circled my sensitive nub. My hips bucked off the bed, moving and jerking with the steady rhythm of Slade’s fingers thrusting inside me.
With a hard bite to the curve of my breast and a sneaky finger moving around to press against my back hole, I detonated. Slade slammed his mouth to mine, swallowing my scream as I broke into a thousand pieces, everything too much yet not enough at the same time.
Blood pounding in my ears, I slowly came back to earth, breathing like I’d just run several miles instead of experiencing a soul-shattering orgasm. Vision a little blurry, I blinked up at Slade’s smirking face, his cocky, self-assured features slowly coming into focus.
“You think you’re ready for all of me?”
Two seconds ago, yes. Now, I really needed a nap and a gallon of water to replace all the fluids I felt slicking between my thighs. But a gentle brush of a finger against my overly sensitive nub sent fresh energy flooding through my veins.
At my nod, Slade removed his thick fingers. A distinct wet sound made me cringe. But instead of being grossed out or saying a word about it, Slade stuck those three fingers in front of his mouth. Green eyes locked on me, he ran his tongue along each digit, licking them clean.
“Damn, you taste better than in my dirty fantasies, baby.” One-handed, he pulled his shorts down to his knees and kicked them off the bed. He glanced over his shoulder. “You, sit by her head and suck on her tits. Keep her soaked for me while I work my way into her tight cunt.”
I stared wide-eyed as he shifted to kneel between my open thighs, unable to look away from his long, thick shaft. A flicker of doubt weaved its way through my mind, making me wonder if I could take someone his size.
“It’ll fit, baby. I promise. And then I’ll make you feel so fucking good when you explode around my cock, strangling me like you did my fingers.”
All doubts vanished when the bed dipped by my head just as Slade lifted my hips, sliding my ass onto his thighs. Jameson smiled down at me. It turned a bit wicked a second before a sharp pinch radiated from a pebbled tip where his fingers twisted and tugged.
“I don’t think I can,” I whimpered, though as renewed heat flowed through me, I knew that was a lie.
“Shh,” Jameson shushed. “Let us take care of you, sweetheart.” Grabbing my hand, he wrapped it around him, tightening my hold to what he wanted before pulling away. He ran the tip of his finger over a sore spot on my breast. “Looks like Slade marked you here. Guess you need mine on the other.”
With a wink, he lowered his face to my chest and ran the tip of his tongue along Slade’s bite mark. All the air rushed from my lungs, but Slade nudging at my entrance had me sucking it back in with a gasp.
Inch by inch, Slade worked his way inside me with gentle thrusts, the burn of me stretching to accommodate his large size only lasting a moment before turning to blissful pressure. I pumped my hand up and down Jameson’s cock while he sucked and nipped at my tender peaks.
Slade’s groan vibrated through the room when he bottomed out inside me, his hips digging into my thighs. With the angle, lifted off the bed like this, all I could do was take everything he gave, completely at his mercy as he slid out before jerking me back onto his dick.
My lids sealed shut, I lost myself to all the overwhelming sensations.
It didn’t take long for my core to quiver with my impending orgasm. Slade must have felt how close I was because he picked up the pace, this time snapping his hips when he moved me toward him, hitting deeper and forcing a moan from my parted lips.
“That’s it, baby.” Voice strained, fingers digging into my hips, he sounded seconds from coming too. “We come together. Now.”
His barked command rattled through the room, and I couldn’t stop my body from listening even if I wanted to. I squeezed around him, the feel of him rubbing against my walls sending bursts of tingling pleasure from my core to the rest of me as I trembled along the bed. Slade’s hold tightened further, his rhythm stuttering as he came inside me.
I barely registered hot liquid landing on my chest or Jameson’s hand controlling my movements along his shaft as I drifted into an almost comalike state, too sated and weak to even open my eyes or move when the two men moved on the bed.
When Slade pulled out, I winced at the sudden empty feeling left behind.
“He’ll be right back, sweetheart,” Jameson whispered as he stroked a hand along my sweaty hairline. “He’s just getting a rag to get you all cleaned up.”
Somehow, I managed a nod and smile. A warm cloth brushed along my chest and another at my abused center, each stroke careful and gentle.
“Sit up, baby.”
Grumbling under my breath, which made them laugh, I let them maneuver me to a sitting position. Soft cotton slid over my head, and my arms threaded through massive armholes. I inhaled deeply, sighing at the distinct scent of Slade.
“Good night, Raindrop,” Jameson whispered against my cheek. “Love you so fucking much.”
My lips moved to respond with the same sentiment, but no words came out.