Oh yes freaking please.Oliver looks at me to check if I’m okay with it, and I swear if I nod any harder, my head might pop off. They both laugh, but Oliver gets up to close the door.
“Why don't you lay down in my spot?” he suggests to Holden, who carefully does what he says. I lock my eyes on Oli as he climbs back onto the bed, prowling toward Holden with lust burning in his eyes. And when I look down, there’s no hiding that he’s hard again.
“Harlow, don't you think that Holden has been a naughty boy again?”Oh, Jesus save me. I think I’m going to self-combust. I wriggle where I am in the bed, my core tingling, ready for more.
“Verybad. He needs to be punished,” I say sternly, playing along. Oliver slowly pulls down Holden’s pajama pants, and his cock springs back, long and thick and mouth watering as Oliver throws his pants to the side. Glistening at the end is a piercing.So Oli’s not the only one who has one.
Not wanting to be left out, I wiggle down so I’m level with Holden, and together we watch as Oliver runs his tongue up his length. Holden and I both groan our delight. “Fuck, Oli, don’t tease me,” Holden begs, but I think that’s exactly what he needs.
“No, Oli, do tease him. Lick it up and down like it’s your favorite lollipop,” I order, and Holden groans again. Oliver does what I ask, and I move a little further down to run my tongue over Holden’s nipple, taking the bar I saw last night and giving it a tug with my teeth before laving my tongue over it again and again. Soon enough, Holden is squirming on the bed, his cock glistening in the light, and he reaches out his good hand to me.
“Please, Mistress,” he begs. “It hurts so good.” Not wanting Holden to do any damage, I nod for Oliver to go ahead. He uses his tongue once more around the head of Holden’s dick then takes it deep into his throat, cheeks hollowing as he sucks. A shout leaves Holden’s mouth, and I’m squirming just as much as he is, finding myself unable to look away from Oli’s bobbing head.Holy fuck, that’s sexy as hell. I want to join him and see if he tastes as good as it looks. Oli must see the want in my eyes because he pulls off and leans back.
“You want a taste?” The sound escaping from Holden and the twitch of his cock make his opinion of that option quite clear.
“I won’t last if she does,” he warns, not looking at either of us. I crawl down the bed, still a little unsure, but Oliver grabs me and kisses me senseless, erasing all my fears.
“Taste him, Harlow. Lash him with your tongue and punish him for his transgression.” I’m almost a little giddy at the thought of Oli joining in on this little dynamic Holden and I have going on, and all worries disappear in the anticipation of the pleasure I’m going to give our partner.
“Please, Mistress,” Holden begs as I lean over and run my tongue along his hard length. Oliver gets down next to me and we kiss again, but this time Holden’s cock is caught in the middle. The power I’m feeling right now, knowing that Holden is at our combined mercy, is a heavy kind of rush.
“Holy fuck!” he shouts, his hips thrusting up. I keep licking as Oliver takes the tip into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks. It’s messy and chaotic, but god, it’s revving my engines higher than they've ever been before. If it’s this good when we’re teaming up on Holden, I can't wait until we do more. My mouth leaves his dick, and I use one hand to caress his balls while my other creeps into my yoga pants. My core is throbbing so much it’s getting uncomfortable. Sliding my fingers through my folds, I gather some wetness and then slide my two fingers across my clit.
Oliver’s mouth leaves Holden’s dick for a moment, and his fingers follow the trail mine just made until he too is running his fingers through the mess in my pants. Pulling them back out, Oli’s hand goes underneath where I’m playing with Holden’s balls, and I smile, knowing what he’s doing. Sure enough, Holden is shouting and thrusting hard within seconds. Oliver takes it like a champion and swallows down everything he has to offer. While Holden’s still lost in his release, I’m coming too, my core clenching around nothing. Though I needed the release, the empty orgasms are never quite as satisfying as one with penetration. I hear both guys groan again and look up to see that their eyes are on my hand in my pants.
“Fuck, that was hot. I need a cigarette,” Holden mutters as Oli grabs Holden’s pants off the floor and helps him back into them.
When he’s done, Oli flops down on the bed next to me, kissing me deeply once more, and I can taste Holden on his tongue. Pulling back, he looks me in the eye. “Everything okay?”
I think it’s sweet he’s checking that I’m alright after that, and his care for me makes me feel even more comfortable about admitting what I’m thinking. “Oli, I've got to say that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen. I can’t wait to play with both of you some more when Holden's shoulder heals.”
“Stupid fucking stalker. I swear, when I get my hands on him...” Holden mutters, disgust tainting the satisfaction that was painted on his face a moment ago. “Cutting into time with my man and my woman.”
A rush of warmth runs through me at his words, and I can tell by the pleased look on Oliver’s face that he feels the same way too.
“I don't know about you guys, but I need a shower,” Oliver says. “Holden, if you give me twenty minutes, I’ll give you a sponge bath.”
“Is that code for something that I don't want to miss out on?” I joke, possibly a little too eagerly. They both laugh as I sit up and raise an expectant eyebrow, needing an answer to the question.
“No, he’s not allowed to get it wet so showers are out for now,” Oliver explains.
“Alright, I’ll leave you to it then. Holden, just stay here instead of going back to your bed. Oliver, you go use his shower while I have mine.”
“But we would save water if we shower together,” he teases, but as tempted as I am, I don't want to rush this.
“Tempting for sure, but I need to get ready to go. Kai will come looking for me soon.” Thankfully, Oli doesn't look too disappointed, so I kiss them both and hurry through a shower. I don’t regret anything that just happened between the three of us, but that doesn’t mean I’m ready for Kai to walk into the middle of it.Yet.
Chapter Fifteen
Harlow
Once I’m showered and wrapped in a towel, I realize I haven't actually got anything to put on, so I wander out to my room. Oliver and Holden are still snuggled up on the bed together, the sight filling me with those fluttery little butterflies that I totally have to ignore for now.
Neither of them have noticed me yet, so I take a moment to just watch them, and it’s so stinking cute seeing them like this. On their own, each of them is a different kind of irresistible, but seeing them together, even in a snuggly intertwined knot, well, that’s deadly. They're tentative, a bit shy and still not entirely sure with one another despite the earlier sexy times. I guess having me there might have made things easier. Now they need to work out themselves without me involved. Hopefully they’ll have it sorted out by the time I’m back from Hawaii; they deserve to be happy now that they’re sort of finding each other again.
Holden leans in to kiss Oliver, and a groan leaves my mouth at the sight.Fucking sexy.But it also stops them since they turn to look at me. My groan of desire turns into a huff of disappointment, but they only snicker at me.Assholes.
Moving over, I sit at the end of the bed, out of reach of both of them, so I won't be tempted to touch.
