“Is he licking your asshole, Chloe?”Jesse asked.
She thought it was kind of a superfluous question, since Knox’s face was so far down her crotch his nose was nearly in her pussy, but she answered anyway.“Fuck.Yes.Nobody…nobody…”
“Nobody’s ever done that for you before?”Jesse guessed, and she shook her head in answer.“Do you like it?”
Another superfluous question—could he not see how she was trying to hump Knox’s face off?“It feels amazing.”
Jesse shifted one of his hands to the top of her mound and was playing with her clit while Knox continued to make a meal out of her ass.“You’re going to love having your ass fucked.”
The thought made her head spin, pushed her harder toward the waiting orgasm, but it wasn’t enough.She wanted to reach down and grab Knox’s hair, drag him back up to her pussy.As good as his tongue in her ass felt, she needed more in order to come.Jesse was still working her clit, and that was good, but he was just toying with it, and she neededfocus.
Jesse pressed a kiss to her cheek.“You getting close, sweetheart?”
“Yes.”She was breathing heavily, her body sheened with sweat.“Need more.”
“More what, baby?”He kissed her again, skimmed her ear with his tongue.“Tell me.”
“Pussy,” she managed.“Mouth there.”
“I got you,” Jesse assured her.“Hey, Knox.She wants you back at her pussy.”
Knox grunted, the sound vibrating against her taint.“Can’t,” he mumbled.
“Shit, I forgot.He can’t, baby.”
“Nooo,” she moaned, her arms tightening around Jesse’s neck.
“Seriously.”Jesse sounded genuinely apologetic.“Going ass to pussy is a bad idea.”
“Then finger me,” she demanded in a near wail.“Do something.I need to come.”
“Hold on, sweetheart.”Reaching up to untangle her arms from around his neck, Jesse lifted her up, shifted under her, and slid away, laying her back on the couch.
She tried to sit up, but Knox shoved her legs up and back, keeping her flat.“Where are you going?”
“Not far,” Jesse promised, then his face was between her legs, his mouth latching onto her clit, his fingers stroking down to her opening.He slid two fingers in, rough and fast, and sucked her clit, and she came screaming.
* * * *
They drove her home.
She’d planned to call Bailey to come get her—that was the plan they’d made when Bailey had agreed to leave her there—but they insisted.So she texted Bailey and climbed into the cab of Jesse’s old work truck, tucked between them on the bench seat.
“You warm enough?”Knox asked, adjusting the heating vents.
“Toasty,” she assured him.Snuggled between the two of them, the blanket Knox had insisted on draped over her lap, she couldn’t be anything but.
Behind the wheel, Jesse peered through the windshield.“Stars are out.No more snow tonight.”
“It’s pretty,” she murmured, watching the bright lights against the inky black through drooping eyes.
“You’re half asleep,” Knox observed.
She hummed in agreement.“Hard not to be.Good food, good wine.Good orgasm.”
Knox chuckled.“Happy to be of service.”
She turned to look at him, laying her head against the seat.“You didn’t let me be of service.”
