He grabs my hands and slowly raises them up to wrap around his neck, trailing his fingers down the backs of my arms. As his hands trail lower, his fingers lightly graze the outside of my breasts. The back of his fingernails leaves a tingling sensation over my chest and ribs as he continues the slow drag downwards. I lean my head back against him, closing my eyes.
Once his hands finally reach their destination on my hips, he pulls me against him, lightly rolling his hips while we sway. He’s rock hard against me, and I’m practically panting, letting him control the pace and movement, his hands getting more forceful. After one particularly rough drag against my ass, he moans in my ear, “You feelsogood, Bel.”
My fingers dig into his neck, trying to somehow pull him closer. He moves one hand to the front of my stomach, salaciously low, fully possessing me, while the other drags back up my body, grazing along my chest before he grips my neck, forcing me to look up at him. “Fritz, I-” I blink, trying to clear my head enough to make words form.
“You what, baby?” he drags his nose down mine.
“I ummm, I- I need more,” I plead, not really sure what I’m asking for.
“More? More what?” he teases. “Tell me what you want and I’ll fucking give it to you, I swear.” He’s grinding against me harder, breathing heavily, the sweet smell of liquor and cinnamon wafting from his mouth. “So good of you to join us, Caspian. I was beginning to wonder if you were going to stay up there all night.”
I try to snap my head to see where he is, but Fritz keeps me locked in place, a challenging smirk lighting up his face. “Bel here was just about to tell me what she wants. You go ahead, Songbird.” He eases up his grip on me, changing his movements to be slightly less lewd so I can think almost clearly for a second.
When I do look at Caspian, I almost wish I hadn’t. He looks at us like he’s not sure if he wants to hurt or fuck us. From being so viscerally turned on, he almost looks angry.Christ, I’m soaked.If this man wanted to hurt me, I think I’d beg him to do so.
He tries his hardest to rein in the monster, stepping forward and claiming my face in his hands, sandwiching me between them, “What do you want, love?”
“I want… I want both of you.”There. I said something, at least.
Fritz chuckles, “Oh, we know,” before sucking on a spot beneath my ear that has me whimpering.
“Be more specific,” Caspian urges, and I shake my head, unable to voice a single thought. He chuckles darkly and yanks Fritz’s head away by his hair to stop his torment, “Stop for a second so she can think. What are yourno’s?” he asks.
“I don’t want to have sex. I just- I don’t think I’m ready, but I want other stuff,” Caspian nods encouragingly, asking me what else, so I keep thinking. “I don’t want to be tied up or anything,” I finally say.
“Keep going,” Fritz pushes. I think about what I really want, and even though I probably shouldn’t ask it of them, I do.
“I wanna watch you two. Together.” They groan in unison, causing a new flood of warmth between my legs.I need to hear that again.
Caspian leans in and places a chaste kiss on my mouth, telling me, “Good job, baby,” while Fritz restarts mouthing my neck, moaning at the taste of me. “Would you like to go now, or dance for a bit longer?”
“Dance with her, Cas. I’ll guide you,” Fritz spins me to face him, pushing me against Caspian’s hard chest. He copies how Fritz was gripping me earlier, one hand holding my body against his, his other hand collaring my throat.
“Oh, fuck, that’s gorgeous,” Fritz mutters to himself, eyes locked on my neck, palming his cock through his pants. He crowds in closer, instructing Caspian, “Now just pretend you’regentlyfucking her to the beat of the song. Show her how bad you want it.”
I honestly think I might come from this, the feeling of being claimed so wholly by Caspian; Fritz being so taken by the sight that he seems to have forgotten we’re still in public. Once we find a rhythm, Fritz steps forward again, slotting a thigh between mine, placing a hand on my hip to push and pull me against it. I can’t stop the moan that rips from my throat.
He watches my face for a few seconds, no doubt feeling me soaking his fucking pant leg. Without breaking eye contact, he reaches a hand up, wrapping it around the back of Caspian’s neck. He drags him in and slams their mouths together. Caspian tightens his grip on me, forcing my head back, so I have no choice but to watch their tongues tangle against each other. Honestly, nothing could make me look away.
Caspian bites and pulls Fritz’s lower lip hard enough that he whimpers at the pain, his hips jolting against mine uncontrollably.He likes the pain. Fuck, this is so hot.
They’ve never stopped their movements against me, and I can feel the tension building in my body. If they don’t stop right now, I won’t be able to control it. It’s too much, too intense. Caspian moves his hand from my stomach, grabbing the back of Fritz’s head and forcing our mouths together. I instantly open, craving the taste of them in his mouth.
I distantly register that I’m moaning, riding his thigh like a wanton whore, but it all feelsso good.So much better than I ever could have imagined. I’m so close, I’m gonna come in public twice in as many days, and I’m completely powerless to stop myself.
“Let go, baby. Come all over his thigh.” At Caspian’s gruff command, my whole body tenses, and I practically scream into Fritz’s mouth. He moans with me, rocking his hips, working me through my orgasm, only stopping when I’m fully spent. As soon as my breathing returns to normal, Caspian extracts himself, grabs my forearm, and starts storming out, barking at us both, “It’s time to go.”
Fritz and I share a private, playful smile at Caspian’s reaction, and he follows closely behind, linking the fingers of my other hand with his.
Showtime
Bel
I knew Caspian would be the dominant type, but even I’m surprised at how bossy he is. I almost want to fight back, just to push him. But I think after the dance, he’s probably barely holding himself in one form, so I’ll save that for another day.
As soon as we enter the suite, he barks at Fritz, “Take her to your bedroom and strip her down. Do what you like while you wait for me. I need to get something.”
I want to ask what he’s getting, but I don’t get the chance before Fritz has his mouth on mine, trapping me against the wall, grinding his cock between my legs. Both his hands are buried in my hair, holding me still for his assault on my mouth.
