Gravel coated sin. That’s what his voice is when he’s fresh out of the depths of sleep. I close my eyes, memorizing the sound of it along with the gentle press of his lips on my neck. He follows it up with a graze of his teeth, and I whimper.
“I said good morning, pet.”
“Good morning.”
His lips curve against my skin, as he tosses the covers back. “How did you sleep?” he whispers, fingers sliding over my hip to find the lace hem of the silk dress and drag it up.
“Fine,” I gasp when the cool air hits me, inciting goosebumps along my thighs and ass. Cal runs a warm palm over the pebbled skin, cupping my knee and lifting my leg.
“Keep that there, please.”
I nod, too worried about what he’s going to do next to speak. He nips at my neck, sending small sparks of pain and pleasure shooting down my spine. I arch into him, moaning softly because I don’t want to wake Beck.
“He’s not going to sleep through this, pet,” Cal warns, fingers ghosting over my sex, parting the lips and teasing my clit before dipping into my soaked channel. It’s been so, so long, and the burn of the stretch from what has to be multiple fingers has tears glazing my eyes. It’s not painful, not really, but Cal stops anyway, kissing my shoulder. “Are you okay? Did I go too fast?”
“I’m fine. Please don’t stop.”
To prove my point, I grind down on his hand, crying out when he starts to massage my front wall and my entire body lights up. Beck shifts from his side to his back, not awake but definitely on his way to consciousness.
“I bet he’s already hard, pet. He probably thinks the sexy little noises you’re making are only happening in his dreams. Do you want to show him what it’s like to greet a brand new day with his dick in your mouth?”
My pussy pulsates at the thought, and Cal releases a dark chuckle into the air. “Yeah, you want that, don’t you, baby? Go ahead and pull that beautiful dick out. I don’t think I’ve ever seen those lips wrapped around him.”
His filthy words are accompanied by shallow thrusts of his fingers that are setting me for the greatest fall of my life. My entire body is a live wire, all sensation and need and thedesperate desire to give him everything he wants. But even in the haze of lust, I’m still concerned about crossing some sort of line. Logically, I know that Cal wouldn’t suggest that I do anything Beck wouldn’t be okay with, but I need to hear it from him.
I glance over my shoulder at him, taking in those stunning features and dark eyes. For a second, I forget what I’m supposed to be asking him, but it comes back to me when he leans in and bites my bottom lip.
“What is it, pet?”
“He’s sleeping…” I start, but the sentence falls apart, dissolving into a moan because he’s repositioned his hand so his thumb can rub my clit in maddening circles.
He kisses me again, this one involving a plundering of my mouth by his tongue, and only pulls away once I’m breathless. “You want permission?”
“Yes.”
Sweat blooms on my skin, a ball of heat gathering low in my belly as Cal calls Beck’s name softly. He startles awake, onyx eyes wide and unseeing. I reach for him, laying my hand over his heart, hoping my touch is enough to soothe him because, thanks to Cal, I can’t fucking speak. Beck covers my hand with his own, still blinking away sleep.
“Wake up, love,” Cal says. “Our girl wants permission to put your dick in her mouth.”
Beck’s brows shoot up, a smile spreading across his face as he takes in the scene in front of him. The air, which was already heavy with need, grows even more charged as he slides closer, cupping my jaw and running a thumb over my lips.
“Anything you want, gorgeous.”
I’m salivating, watching him slide down the briefs he slept in so the magnificent length of his manhood can spring forth. It stands proudly, the tip glistening with precum I remove with a flick of my tongue as soon as he’s within reach. I’m on my kneesnow, kneeling between his splayed legs with Cal behind me, the flared tip of his dick notched at my entrance. He spreads my ass cheeks, sliding into me just as I take Beck to the back of my throat. I moan around him, jaw already aching from the stretch required to accommodate his girth, and his hands go into my hair.
“Fuck, Selene.”
His grip tightens, sending pinpricks of pain reverberating through my scalp. It’s a lovely compliment to the pleasure rolling through me due to Cal’s strokes, and I’m so stunned by the dueling sensations, that I can’t move, can’t think, can’t do anything but feel. Which is just as well, because the men behind and below me are content to take control. Beck uses his hold on my hair to guide my mouth up and down his shaft, cursing loudly while Cal’s balls slap my ass repeatedly.
My eyes roll into the back of my head as I give myself over to the moment, surrendering to the sensation of being used for their pleasure while they spoon feed me mine. As the pressure builds inside of me, the room fills with loud moans and muffled cries that melt into contented sighs in the minutes after we all find our release.
I collapse in the center of the bed, cum leaking down my thighs and lingering on my tongue, but that doesn’t stop Cal or Beck from treating me to sweet, reverent kisses before they tuck me back into bed, promising to return with breakfast and coffee so we can do it all over again. I don’t know if they keep the promise because there’s no coffee or food when I wake up again, tangled in sheets that smell like the men who are nowhere to be found.
My first instinct is to march through this big ass house, find them and ream them out for letting me sleep through breakfast, but I decide to shower and brush my teeth first. I’ll already have to deal with Monique making suggestive comments, I don’t needto give her any new material to pull from. Once I’m presentable, I make my way to the first floor, surprised to find Monique in the living room with a white board identical to the one in my office in the middle of the floor and all the files I brought with me stacked in neat piles on the oversized coffee table.
“Umm, good morning?”
“Morning, babe,” she says, giving me a sideways hug as she sips on an iced coffee in front of the board.
