Caleb scrambled from his remaining clothes and joined them on the bed, taking the other side so she was sandwiched in the middle. She rubbed against them both, subtly teasing while her hands wandered. She tested golden masculine flesh with her mouth, her teeth, her fingertips.
Ryan stroked her rib cage, tongued the tiny sparkling belly ring at her navel. Her hips arched upward in silent invitation. Luckily Ryan was no dummy and read her hint. While Caleb kissed her mouth and played with her breasts, Ryan went south. Desire tightened her stomach, hummed through her insistently, no longer a low-level pulse.
“Yes,” she whispered, quivering because she was so desperate for a greater intimacy. “I need…I need your fingers, your tongue.” She could smell her arousal, the scent intertwined with the men’s heady musk and the faint trace of soap.
Ryan roughly parted her legs to stare at her. “Aw, beautiful. Caleb, you have to see this. She’s swollen and wet. So pretty.” Ryan’s voice was thick, gritty.
“Because I want you,” she muttered. “You’re both gorgeous and seem to understand what you’re doing.” Heat gathered in her cheeks, unusual because she didn’t blush.
“Are we embarrassing you?” Ryan winked at Caleb and the heat in her face intensified.
“Are you going to do something instead of staring holes in me?”
“She wants us to do something,” Ryan said to Caleb. With a gentle forefinger, he parted her folds while Caleb watched with close attention. Ryan swirled his finger and lifted it to his mouth. Helplessly, she watched him lick it clean. A corresponding twinge of her clit pulled a frustrated moan from her.
“Sweetheart, you’re beautiful. Every part of you.” Caleb touched her too, running a finger through her juices and raising it to his mouth to taste.
Julia bit her bottom lip, her muscles straining as she rolled her hips upward in silent entreaty. One touch and they’d push her over the edge. She shivered as Ryan sprawled on the mattress again and froze as his warm breath puffed over her inner thighs.
God, so good. Just a little higher.
“Come up here,” she said to Caleb. “Let me touch you.” She needed something to do, some way to mute this weird urge to beg. She never begged a man for anything.Never. Lessons learned from a past boyfriend. Her gaze slid to Caleb’s cock, in case her meaning wasn’t clear.
Ryan’s breath misted across her folds, hit her clit. She let out a throaty moan. A pity this was a one-time thing. They were good. Better than good.
His tongue dipped in for a taste, and it was like a torch to her sexual appetite. The familiar tingles started. Her breath caught as Caleb positioned his body near her head. Ryan tongued around her clit, delicately tasting her flesh and setting fire to her pleasure. He used both his fingers and tongue and she caught her breath, instantly shoved to the precipice. The tingles intensified, growing bigger and more urgent.
They would spoil her for other men. She groped her mind for the why of it all, but couldn’t concentrate, not with these wild, frenzied feelings coursing through her body.
“Have you had anal sex before?” Caleb whispered.
“Hmm.” She focused on the gathering maelstrom. Blindly, she opened her mouth and closed her lips around Caleb’s cock. She licked, letting his musky flavor flow across her taste buds. She sucked lightly, trying not to move too much because she wanted to ride this rollercoaster, flowing with each curve, each dip and plunge.
“God, Julia. Yeah, just like that,” Caleb said. “Not too much. Just enough to tease me.”
“Goodhmmor badhmm?” Ryan asked.
Julia released the head of Caleb’s cock. “Depends on the man.”
“Is that a challenge?” Ryan watched her tongue flicker out to collect a bead of pre-come from Caleb’s slit. Her mouth opened and her cheeks hollowed, sucking Caleb deep. Ryan cursed and she laughed around a mouthful of cock.
Julia was aware of Ryan moving then. A drawer opened and soon a cool wash of lube made her yelp. He tongued around her clit again, keeping her on edge, but backing away whenever he sensed she was getting close. His fingers glided across her puckered entrance. She tensed at first, but Ryan knew what to do. He took it slowly, pushing against the delicate nerves, brushing his fingers back and forth until she relaxed. His finger slipped inside, working in tandem with his tongue brushing her clit. She trembled, but he didn’t back off. He caught her throbbing nub between his lips, tortured her while his finger breached her arse.
“That’s it, babe.” Julia was aware of Caleb murmuring praise and doing his bit to both reassure and drive her desire higher. He plucked at her breasts, his tugs on the hard side, the spurts of pain counteracting nicely with the building pleasure.
Gradually, Ryan added another finger, sinking it into her heat, letting her adjust to the intrusion, twisting his fingers and stimulating her clit. Her hips jerked frantically upward, burying his face in her sex. He sucked on her clit again.
“What are you doing down there, man? She likes it.”
And she did. She gripped Ryan’s shoulders, the tension in her thighs threatening to crush him, groaning when he pulled away to roll on a condom.
He clasped her hips and lifted her over him. She did her part, grinning as she guided his cock to her entrance. Ryan groaned when she impaled herself, the stretch of his cock perfect. Caleb moved behind her and worked into her gradually until they all writhed in easy strokes.
Her breath caught. So, so good.
Ryan pushed his hand between their sweaty bodies and stroked her clit. She was slippery. Wet and swollen. Unhurried, he caressed her clit with easy glides of his finger.
She shuddered, a spasm tightening her flesh. Her vagina twitched, gripping Ryan’s cock and starting a chain reaction. Caleb grunted at the tight squeeze, his stroking becoming erratic, but it didn’t matter. She climbed higher, faster, the tingles foretelling climax becoming prickly. Insistent. She strained for pleasure, but held between the two of them she remained trapped, couldn’t adjust her hips to get the right pressure. They were teasing her, pushing her, driving her crazy.
