Jamie chuckles softly, his hand slipping under my hoodie to caress my bare skin. “We do, baby. Let us show you.”
He drops to his knees in front of me, eyes dark with intent as he looks up.
Miles keeps kissing my neck, his lips trailing fire along my collarbone, one hand steadying me while the other pushes my hoodie up.
Jamie’s fingers slide over my thighs making me shiver. Oh fuck! This is really happening.
“You gonna let us take care of you, won’t you Chloe?” he asks, voice husky.
I nod, biting my lip, and he tugs my panties down in one motion, exposing me to the cool air.
My breath hitches as Jamie’s hands grip my thighs, spreading them apart.
Miles’s fingers find my chin, tilting my face back to him. “Open up, princess,” he says, and when I do, he spits into my mouth—wet and dirty, the act making my core clench. I swallow, tasting him, feeling filthy and wanted all at once.
Jamie’s mouth is on me then, hot and insistent, his tongue flicking over my clit before he sucks it into his mouth. I cry out, the sound muffled against Miles’s lips as he kisses me deeply, swallowing my moans.
“Fuck, you taste good, baby,” Jamie groans against my pussy, the vibration sending sparks through me. His fingers rub circles on my clit, rough and precise, while his tongue slides inside, lapping at my wetness like he’s starved.
Miles pulls back just enough to watch, his hand wrapping lightly around my throat with just enough pressure to make my head spin. “You like him eating you out while I watch, princess? Like knowing we’re both here for you?” His gray eyes bore into mine, making it hotter, like he’s getting off on the show.
“Yes,” I gasp, hips bucking against Jamie’s face.
It’s overwhelming—their attention solely on me, no jealousy, just pure focus. Jamie’s tongue works faster, two fingers sliding inside me now.
Memories flash—lazy mornings with Jamie’s head between my legs, Miles’s rough hands pinning me down—but this? This is new, amplified, both of them worshipping me.
“That’s it, baby, come for us,” Jamie urges, his free hand spanking my ass lightly, the sting blooming into heat. I whimper, tears pricking my eyes from the intensity, but it feels so good, building that coil tighter.
Miles tightens his grip on my throat just a fraction, his other hand pinching my nipple through my hoodie. “Beg for it, princess. Tell us how bad you want to come.”
“Please,” I sob, voice breaking. “I need it—please, make me come.” The words tumble out, desperate, and it’s like flipping a switch.
Jamie sucks harder, fingers thrusting deep, and I shatter, crying out as waves crash over me. My legs shake, but Miles holds me up, kissing away the tears on my cheeks. “So fucking pretty when you come,” he murmurs.
They don’t give me time to recover. Jamie stands, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, grinning like he just won something. “Your turn to taste us, baby.”
He and Miles guide me to the couch, positioning me on my knees between them as they shed their clothes. Jamie’s cock springs free first—thick and hard, pre-cum beading at the tip. Miles is next, longer, veins prominent, both of them watching me with that hungry gaze.
“Suck him, princess,” Miles says, guiding my head toward Jamie.
I wrap my lips around Jamie’s cock, tongue swirling the head, tasting the salt of him. He groans, hand in my hair, not pushing but encouraging. “Just like that, baby—fuck, your mouth feels amazing.” I take him deeper, gagging a little as he hits the back of my throat, tears welling up again.
Miles strokes himself beside us, eyes locked on the scene. “You look so hot choking on his dick.” He says to Jamie, “I bet she feels amazing.”
Jamie nods, thrusting shallowly. “Hell yeah. But I want more.”
They switch, Miles’s cock now at my lips. He’s rougher, fucking my mouth with controlled thrusts, his hand choking my throat lightly from the outside. “Take it all, princess—gag on me.”
I do, choking and whimpering, saliva dripping down my chin as I hollow my cheeks. The tears come freely now, mixing with the mess, but the ache between my legs only grows.
“Enough,” Miles growls after a minute, pulling out with a wet pop. “We need to fuck you proper.”
They maneuver me onto the couch, Jamie grabbing a condom from his pocket and rolling it on quickly. Miles does the same, their experience showing in the seamless way they prepare.
Jamie lies back, pulling me onto his lap. “Ride me, baby.” I straddle him, sinking down onto his cock slowly, the stretch burning so good. He fills me completely, hands on my hips as I start to move.
Miles kneels behind me, his hands spreading my ass cheeks. “Gonna play with you while he fucks that pretty pussy.” His fingers rub my clit again, slick from my earlier orgasm, while Jamie thrusts up into me. I moan, head falling back against Miles’s shoulder. “You like being sandwiched like this, princess? Both of us making you feel good?”
