Page 53 of Puck Yes

Did he see the outline through my shirt? I’m usually discreet in my bra choices. “You noticed it then?”

Stefan laughs from below, his hands sliding up my thighs, his face dangerously near my pussy. “Did it drive you insane?” Stefan asks Hayes. “I had a feeling you’d be obsessed with it.”

“Obsessed barely covers it,” Hayes rasps out, running his fingers along the metal.

“Why did you want me to have one?” I ask Hayes.

“Whydoyou have it?”

Feeling bold, I answer with, “Because it makes me feel so good when I play with my tits.”

Stefan growls ayesagainst my center.

“Fuuuuck,” Hayes grunts against my ear, then licks the lobe while pinching my pierced nipple.

Like they know exactly how to play their favorite instrument, Stefan presses a tantalizing kiss to my throbbing clit, sucking hard and making me grab his thick hair. But he stops abruptly, meeting my gaze with his hungry eyes. “You want me to eat this pussy, sweetheart?”

Um, yeah. “So badly,” I gasp.

“Then, play with your tits too. It’ll drive your husband even wilder.”

As Stefan kisses the inside of my thigh with whisper-soft lips, I cover Hayes’s hands and together, we play with my tits. Stefan is off to the races, licking right up my seam as Hayes squeezes my tits and devours my neck.

I groan, rocking against Stefan’s face from the doubling of my pleasure. My tits are like a direct connection to my clit, so everything is amplified.

While Stefan eats my pussy, Hayes and I work together to fondle and knead, pinch and squeeze. The twin sensations of hands and tongue drive me wild. The man on his knees laps me up like I’m the best thing he’s tasted in ages. But soon, the pleasure is too intense for me to concentrate on playing with my breasts, so I let go, needing desperately to hold onto Stefan again.

I grab wildly at his hair, jerking him against my pussy, rocking into his mouth. My tits are Hayes’s playground, and he knows exactly what to do. He squeezes till the sounds coming from him, and me, and Stefan, are unreal. Groans and grunts, and animalistic cries.

My head is swimming with lust, my body pulsing, tensing. When Stefan draws my needy clit into his mouth one more time, I burst. I come so hard, it’s criminal, calling in a rapid chant, “Oh god, oh god, oh god.”

I’m sparking everywhere, barely able to stand as Stefan devours my orgasm. I can’t see straight. I don’t think I can stand much longer. I grip Stefan’s shoulders for dear life till my breathing finally settles and my pulse slows back down.

When I’ve recovered, Hayes scoops me up in his arms and carries me to the bed where he sets me down gently. He’s surprisingly tender. Climbing over me, Hayes kisses my hair, my cheek, my lips. I’m still murmuring and coming down from the high when he lets go and smacks the side of my ass.

Hard.

“Now, get on your hands and knees,” he orders.

Hayes moves off the bed, undoes his jeans and pushes them off, freeing his gorgeous cock. But I barely get a moment to admire his length or the ink on his hip that I’ve been wanting to check out in more detail since he turns to Stefan, who’s busying himself grabbing a condom from his wallet in his jeans. “You almost ready?”

Stefan brandishes the protection. “Yup.”

“Good. My wife is greedy for your cock. Don’t deny her,” Hayes tells him, gruff and demanding.

I nearly come again. I scramble to my hands and knees, arching my back for Stefan, offering him my body. “I’d never deny this beauty,” Stefan says, stripping off his jeans now, his cock springing free.

He’s thick, hard, pulsing.

I can’t believe I’m having sex like this but in anI can’t believe I’ve won the lotterytype of way. Judging from these two, I’ve definitely won the dick sweepstakes.

I gaze up at the men standing at the foot of the bed. Feeling playful, I say, “I was right.”

Hayes prowls closer to me.

“About what?”

“You both have very pretty dicks,” I say with a satisfied grin.

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