Luke chuckled at the futility of me trying to hold onto Cy. "Yeah. Um, John gave me his number. I guess one of the people here tonight was his girlfriend. She works in town, but doesn't live here." He caught my eye, then pointedly looked down at Cy's crotch. No, the zipper on his jeans! "Well, he said we'd catch up later when cops weren't trying to assault my girlfriend and shoot my boyfriend." Then he flicked a finger, making it clear I should stop waiting around.
So I sat up and popped open the button on Cy's jeans. That made Cy's lips curl - and he didn't try to stop me. Instead, he asked, "Where's Faith?"
"Out back with everyone else," Luke said. "Pretty sure I can ask Ash to keep an eye on her if you intend to make sure Violet's in one piece after all of that."
"Make me feel better," I teased as I slowly lowered Cy's zipper. "Offer me a little therapy? Or maybe it's supportive care?"
"Mm," Luke murmured, moving closer to run his hands up Cy's back. "Yeah, I'm all about supporting this care."
"Then hold him there for me?" I asked Luke as I slowly eased Cy's pants and underwear lower. "Seems he likes to remind me that I'm not strong enough to stop him."
"Oh, but I am," Luke murmured beside Cy's ear, his voice just a bit deeper than normal, and a lot sexier.
Cy reached down to push at his pants. "I was trying to take care of you, Violet."
"And we're going to take care of you instead," I said. "This is what you get when you decide to be the hero and put your body between me and the big, bad police officers."
"And a gun," Luke added. "Trust me, dropping to your knees isn't supposed to scare the shit out of me."
"You mean like this?" I asked, sliding off the bed to kneel right before Cy.
There wasn't a lot of room, but the man's dick was rock hard and now standing tall in front of my face. Both men groaned their agreement, and both of them were looking down at me. I made a point of licking my lips, looked down at Cy's dick, and then leaned in to lick right under the head without grabbing him.
"Violet," Cy said, his voice just a little rougher than usual. "Babe, you are wearing entirely too much for me to enjoy the view."
"Well, too bad for you, I'm not the one in the middle this time. You are, Cy, and maybe I want to enjoy watching my boyfriends together." I licked the length of him again. "Think of it as medicine for what ails me, doc."
"Our girl wants a show," Luke said as he stepped back and pulled off his shirt. "Strip, Cy." Then he moved to work on removing his own pants.
Cy kicked off his shoes, but his eyes hung on me. "You too. Strip. If I'm about to be your sex toy, then the least you can do is give me a little visual aid."
So I twisted my leg and unbuckled my shoe, tossing that into the middle of the room. "I'm going to do a whole lot more than watch. I'm going to lick this a few more times. Then I'm going to suck it. Eventually, Luke is going to get you so hot and bothered that you'll forget that I'm this delicate and weak little woman, and you'll finally fulfill that promise to choke me with your dick."
Shoving his pants and underwear to the ground, Cy reminded me, "That was supposed to have been a threat."
"And I clearly need to teach you more about women," Luke said. "Ours happens to like it rough."
I was still working off my clothes when Luke grabbed Cy's arm and pulled him around to kiss him. Cy palmed the side of Luke's face. Luke leaned in, and their glorious bodies pressed against each other from mouths to dicks. Fuck being sexy. I scrambled to take off the tight-fitting clothes I'd thought would make me look hot tonight. The same ones that required way too much fucking wiggling to get out of!
Their hands wandered, caressing each other. Biceps flexed, abs tensed, and those two men kissed so damned hard. Luke caught Cy's waist, pulling them closer together, and then he thrust against Cy's body. Cy groaned in approval, dropping both hands to Luke's ass to pull him even closer, his fingers dimpling the muscles.
Tossing off my bra last, I crawled across the floor and reached up with both hands, taking a man in each one. Grabbing them right at the base, I tilted their dicks toward me and then licked both. First Cy, then Luke, and back to Cy. I loved the way their skin tasted just a bit different. I couldn't get enough of how each man reacted in his own way. Luke turned his hips toward me. Cy moved his arm out of the way, and then put his hand on the back of my head. And when I looked up, they were both completely distracted, watching me sample them like lollipops.
Then Luke reached down to stroke the head of Cy's dick, using two fingers to tease the spot that I'd just made nice and slick. "Play with this, Vi. I want to see you put him in your mouth."
So I leaned in, feeling Luke's hand retreat as my lips slid lower, and lower still. I turned, giving Cy my full attention, and Luke just walked away. No, he was heading to my bathroom - which was where I kept the lube. So while he worried about that, I gave Cy my complete attention.
My hand slid up as my mouth slid off. Then I licked all the way around the head of his dick, and slid back down. I took my time about it, slowly pushing him as far back in my mouth as I could reach, making sure his skin was nice and slippery. And then I began to bob across his length.
Cy made a noise deep in his throat and his fingers tightened in my hair. When I pushed a little deeper, my sweet, gentle man decided to stop being quite so nice. He nudged his hips forward, driving even deeper into my mouth, and I took it. The way his breath rushed out made it even better.
Then Luke was back, wiping a lube-coated fist across his hard dick. "Fuck her face, Cy. Treat her the way you would Ash."
Cy's other hand palmed the side of my face. "You sure?" The question was for me.
So I grabbed his hip and pulled. That was all he needed. Cy leaned in, towering over me, and pumped into my mouth. The power of that was amazing, but the control was even more impressive. I felt him slide through my lips, stopping just at the back of my throat, and then he did it again, taking over completely.
His hands held my head where he wanted, and his hips took what he needed. Cy thrust into my mouth, letting his eyes close as he lost himself in the sensation, and I took. My hands slid up his muscular thighs, aware of just how tiny I was compared to this man, and I loved it. He made me feel delicate, treated me like I was beautiful, and never tried to hide his adoration. Not even now.
