Nero just chuckled, pushing his chair backwards and standing up, leaving his healthy salad unfinished. “I’m gonna have to pass on that, too. I really need to go to the bathroom.” He then looked at Siege, waiting for directions on where exactly he could do that.
I thought he had already given Nero a tour earlier?
“Just use the ensuite in your room. Take your pick of any guest room upstairs.”
Nero offered a curt nod before he disappeared up the stairs.
The sound of his footsteps had barely faded before Dex pulled my chair closer to his, grabbing me by the hips and pulling me onto his lap.
“Really, Dex?” I asked as I instantly felt his hardness through his pants poking me, his lips already against my neck.
Despite my best efforts to act like I didn’t appreciate the attention, I’ve only been rejecting his advances because I was waiting for nighttime when Nero would be sound asleep. The last thing I wanted was to risk being discovered out in the open, doing unspeakable things with my guys.
Dex’s kisses, soft and hungry, began at my collarbone and worked their way up my neck, before he whispered, his breath hot against my ear, “I’m craving some sugar, sweetie.”
I couldn’t help but bite my lip as my cheeks warmed, and when I looked at Siege, he was just watching us with a sly grin on his lips.
Dex, displeased that I wasn’t fully focused on him, seized my chin with his thumb and forefinger, and then he pressed his lips to mine in a kiss.
Dammit. After turning him down repeatedly throughout the day, I simply lacked the resolve to prevent him from continuing this time. I needed and wanted him as much.
I mirrored Dex’s enthusiasm, and his tongue explored my mouth with growing intensity as our kisses became more passionate. What started out as a kiss of him coaxing me to surrender, turned into a competition for the both of us to show each other how we’ve been craving this the whole day.
Dex’s hand moved from my chin to my knee, trailing up my sensitive skin, his touch sending jolts of electricity throughout my entire body. Dex’s fingers quickly found the dampness in my panties, causing a sharp intake of breath and a soft moan that he noticed when he paused to look at me. “Looks like our dessert’s ready, brother,” he said to Siege, but his dark eyes focused on me.
My body was taut with anticipation, wondering what he was going to do next, and that’s when I felt his fingers hooking onto the flimsy fabric covering my entrance, two of them wasting no time slipping between my folds.
Dex kissed me again, pushing against me, not just with his tongue but also with his body, and I welcomed every little movement between my legs with soft moans. Those sounds almost became like fuel to him, the pace of his fingers pumping inside me getting faster, as if he was in a competition with himself to make me fall apart quickly.
“Dex, don’t rush,” I whimpered, pulling away, grabbing his forearm, stopping him from making me come so quickly. I wanted to draw this out. Just enjoy each other without his need to give me as many orgasms as he could.
Dex groaned as he took a deep breath and leaned his forehead against mine. After a while, he nodded, pulling out his fingers, that I doubted if I had done the wrong thing. I didn’t want him to stop, I just wanted him to slow down.
I felt him stand abruptly, lifting me from his lap, and, as I heard the dishes clinking, I peered over my shoulder to find Siege using his arm to push them aside.
Dex placed me down to sit on the center of the table, and he pulled at my dress, taking it off my body without warning. I could feel Siege’s hand shooting out to touch me from behind, unbuckling my bra strap, and Dex worked to remove it and toss it to the ground, before quickly pulling my panties down my legs.
In a matter of seconds, I was bare for the two men while they hungrily looked at me like I was really food on the table, with Siege by my head, and Dex by my legs.
Siege, after gathering my hair from the back of my head, then proceeded to gently tug it until my back was pressed up against the cold wooden surface of the table. I tilted my head back slightly to see him still sitting in his chair.
Before I could figure out what they’re going to do, Siege was already leaning forward, taking my lips in an upside-down kiss, his hand wrapping around my neck. I was so focused on my thoughts about how different the two kissed that I gasped against Siege’s mouth when I felt Dex’s warm and wet tongue slip between my folds.
They were both kissing my lips. Just different ones.
My hands shot out in two opposite directions, reaching for their hair as I gripped onto their strands, Dex and Siege letting out groans in unison.
Dex’s tongue worked between circling my clit and lapping at my entrance, while Siege continued to kiss me like his life depended on it, the new angle spicing it up for both of us. His big hand left its grasp on my neck, grabbing one of my breasts instead, massaging it, my sensitive nipple reacting to the rough lines on his palm.
Meanwhile, I could feel Dex’s fingers slipping inside me again, the sensation amplified by his intoxicating mouthcontinuing its work on my sensitive nub. I could feel his slender digits curl up inside me, finding the spot that made my hips buck against his lips that were wrapped around my clit, sucking on it.
I was a moaning mess, and even if I knew this was probably them ‘taking it slow’, I couldn’t stop the orgasm ripping out of me because of their ministrations on my body.
I hadn’t even come down from my high yet when I felt Dex pull away from between my thighs, only for him to stand up and start unzipping his pants.
“That’s our good girl,” Siege whispered against my cheek, and I felt Dex rub his tip against my sensitive clit, making my legs shake, before he finally sank into my heat, my walls clenching around him instantly.
I gasped at the sensation, my fingers finding Siege’s shoulder and digging my nails into his clothed skin.
