As he dried the last of the water from her body, he kissed her and pushed a damp tendril of hair behind her ear. “Watching you with Micah was unbelievably hot. Watching another man take what’s mine…I can’t even explain the turn-on. It may seem weird to you, but it’s indescribable.”
“You like to watch.”
He nodded, his eyes blazing with blue heat.
“I like to watch you watch me,” she said with a slight smile. “If you’re weird, I guess so am I.”
He slid his hand down her back and gently cupped her ass. “Are you sore?”
She flushed. “A little.”
He kissed her again. “We’ll let that part of your body rest for a while. This was your first time, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
Her heart melted just a little more at the gentle concern in his voice.
“Go into the bedroom and lie down on the bed,” he said. “I think Micah would like to taste your sweet little pussy.”
Her knees shook as she stepped around him to do as he’d told her. When she walked into the bedroom, she saw Micah lying on the bed, naked, his hand stroking his semierect cock.
He watched her with sultry eyes as she hesitantly made her way to the bed. His earring winked at her, and his shoulder-length dark hair fell over his ears, slightly damp from sweat.
She looked nervously over her shoulder to see where Gray was and whether he was coming. When she saw him standing just a few feet away, she relaxed.
“Come here,” Micah called from the bed. He held out his hand, crooking his finger.
She walked to the edge of the bed. Micah scooted down until his head lay in the middle of the bed and his feet dangled off the end.
“Climb up, baby doll. I want to taste that pussy.”
A low shudder rolled over her body as her nipples tightened, and she felt a surge of wetness between her legs. She got onto the bed, and he reached for her waist. He helped her straddle his face and slowly lowered her to his waiting mouth.
When his tongue touched her, she bucked upward. His grip tightened around her hips as he pulled her back down. As his tongue delved between her folds and found her clit, she turned her head toward Gray.
He stood across the room, and their gazes locked. Remembering what he’d said about watching, she became determined to give him a show he’d enjoy.
She slid her hands up her belly and to her breasts. She plumped them up and out with her palms and then rolled the tips between her fingers. Gray’s eyes flared, and he shifted his position.
She continued to roll her nipples, massaging and caressing her breasts. Her breathing picked up as Micah continued to lap hungrily at her. She was close. God, she was close. But she also remembered what Gray had said about coming only for him.
She opened her mouth to speak, but Gray had already crossed the room and stood next to her. He held out his hand, and she grasped it as he helped her off of Micah.
“Lay down,” he ordered.
When she complied, he pushed her toward the other end of the bed until her head dangled off the edge. Then he crawled up between her legs and spread her wide. His cock, hard, turgid, like steel, probed between her thighs and then shoved inside her with one impatient thrust.
Micah positioned himself over her head and tilted her head downward until she viewed his cock in an upside down position. He rubbed the head of his erection over her lips and then pressed inward until she relented and opened her mouth. He immediately slid in and began fucking her mouth in long, hard thrusts.
Gray pushed her legs upward, spreading her wider as he pushed deeper into her pussy. She moaned deep in her throat, vibrating against Micah’s cock. He began fucking her harder in response.
“Inside you, baby,” Gray uttered harshly. “This time we’re coming inside you. We’re going to fill you with our cum. Do you want that?”
It was a needless question. She was twisting and writhing, anticipating their release, wanting hers as well. It was freeing, not having to dictate, coordinate or direct the action. They gave her precisely what she wanted without her having to outline it in detail. All she had to do was lie back and feel. Allow herself to be taken care of.
Micah reached down and twisted her nipples between his fingers. She whimpered and squirmed restlessly as she skated closer to the edge of her orgasm. Gray slid back and forth, the friction he caused with his larger circumference sending exquisite shards of pleasure to her groin.
“Come for me,” Gray growled. “Only for me, baby. Let it go.”
As both cocks thrust to their limits inside her body, something within her snapped. Like a bowl of spilled sugar, her body crystallized and flew in ninety different directions. She jerked and heaved as the two men buffeted her body between them. The slap of flesh meeting flesh echoed loudly in the room along with their heavy grunts.
She opened her mouth to scream only to have Micah muffle it when he drove deep. Gray gathered her legs over his arms and yanked her back to meet his thrust. It hurt. It was pleasure like she’d never known. It ached. It was the most exquisite ecstasy of her life.
Her mouth filled as Micah flooded her with his release. She swallowed as more splashed onto her tongue. At the same time, she felt the heated spurts of Gray’s orgasm deep in her pussy.
They held her, they owned her, they filled her.
She lay there limply as she came down from her orgasm and the men above her eased back and forth as they finished within her. Micah was the first to withdraw. He reached down, lifted her head and kissed her forehead.
Gray slowly slid out of her pussy, a warm flood following his retreat.
“Stay right there,” Gray said huskily. “I’ll get a washcloth and clean you up. Then you can take a nap while I fix us something to eat.”
Micah sat down on the bed beside her head and looked down at her. His fingers trailed over her cheek as he pushed her hair away from her eyes.
She didn’t say anything, but neither did he. There was really nothing to say. She supposed she should feel awkward, but then he’d already seen her naked, touched her intimately.
Gray returned a moment later and gently wiped between her legs. When he was finished, he patted the pillow at the head of the bed. “Come on, baby. Crawl up here so I can tuck you in. We’ve worn you out.”
She wouldn’t argue there. She yawned and moved up then curled up and laid her head on the pillow. Gray tugged the covers up then leaned down to kiss her.
“I’ll wake you up in a little while.”
She smiled and nodded, but her eyes were already closing.
CHAPTER 35
“You’re a lucky son of a bitch,” Micah said as the two men stood in the kitchen.
Gray shoved a beer at Micah and nodded. “I know. Believe me, I know.”
“If she wasn’t so hung up on you, I swear I’d drag her home and tie her to my bed. I’d never let her out of my bedroom.”
Gray chuckled. He could understand that sentiment, because it was very much the way he felt. His smile disappeared when he remembered just how much he was deceiving her.
“What’s wrong, man?” Micah asked as he sat down on a barstool.
Gray took out a skillet and put it down on the counter with a bang. “I just hope she understands when I tell her the truth about why I’m here.”
Micah went silent for a moment. “I think she will. I mean, I’m with you, I didn’t see a need to keep what was going on from her, but I also understand Pop’s desire to protect her. Who could blame him? Faith just inspires a man to protect and shelter her.”