“Then take charge,” Jax commands with a mischievous grin.
Our eyes lock for a second, like he’s giving me his power through our stare. Taking a deep breath, I mumble out, “I want you two to kiss.” When they both stare at me, I hurriedly continue. “It’s been one of the kinks I want to try on. I see other guys doing it at the club and I find it hot… like really hot. And well, both of you… you’re mine, and already super hot… so if you were kissing… then I may damn near explode.” I hate I sound so unsure. Where is Sammie when you need her? She’d probably be like kiss now minions in a deep voice then crack a whip in the air, because that’s what badasses do.
But I’m not a domme, nor am I a domme in training. Perhaps I can be one day, though?
I’m still laying on the bed with both guys on their knees beside me facing each other. Jax looks from me to Emmett, then slowly moves in. My heart is pulsing and my legs are wiggling with excitement as my pussy pulses.
Emmett leans in some, cautious, slow. Jax closes the distance and their lips touch softly right in front of me. Both are scared, timid, but they don’t stop. Jax shifts his weight on his knees and brings his hand up and places it on Emmett’s cheek and Emmett mirrors him on the other side.
I take the opportunity to squirt just a little lube in my hands and grab each of their cocks and slowly glide my hand up and down their hard shafts. Their eager moans are music to my ears.
Their kiss deepens and Jax thrusts his hips, rocking his cock into my hand harder and faster. He’s moaning louder and moves his hand to behind Emmett’s head as he inches closer to him. Their tongues are pulsing in and out, like they have to taste each other now or they’ll never get the chance again.
Jax is moving and pumping and thrusting so fast and erratically, like his body is about to explode with… passion and he can’t control it. After a few moments, I realize I’ve stopped moving my hand and I’m just watching them, so I scoot back in the bed to see how far they will go on their own. Within seconds of me moving from between them, their bodies crash together as their cocks feverishly seek each other out.
Holy fucking hell, this is so hot.
My fingers slide down my body, finding my needy little cunt. I’m so wet and slick my fingers glide effortlessly around my clit and pussy.
Jax pushes Emmett back onto the bed as their kiss deepens, like it's been years in the making. Years of pent up desire and lust that have been pushed down and have now found a crack to escape from. Their cocks glide along one another, seeking friction, pressing and rubbing.
A moan escapes my lips as my fingers thrust inside of me, imagining it’s their cocks. My fingers can’t move fast enough, as tingles shoot inside of me like fireworks. My other hand slides up my body to my breast and I pinch my nipple hard, imagining it’s Jax. He’s always so rough with me and knows just how I like it.
My orgasm crashes into me without warning and I buck off the bed as my finger finds my clit and continues to push it along.
“Shit,” I hear mumbled.
Opening my eyes from my blissed out state, I find both of the boys staring at me with a love drunk stare. “What? What’s wrong?”
“We’re completely ignoring you,” Jax says, with guilt weighing on every word.
“Please,” I scoff. “I don’t always need you touching me to get me off,” I wink. “Watching you both was plenty.”
Jax chortles and pushes himself off Emmett and stalks across the bed to me. “You don’t need me touching you?” His eyes darken and a ball lodges itself in my throat. “You don’t need my hands on you?” His fingers trace themselves up my leg, brushing beside my pussy, just enough to tease it and make me groan out in frustration. “You don’t need my lips on you?” He bends down, his warm breath dances just above my nipple, making it impossibly hard.
Is it possible for a nipple to explode from being too hard?
He glides up my body, his dripping cock brushing against the outside of my thigh while his lips float just above my neck. My body is a wriggling, writhing mess of need.
Emmett moves across the bed and settles between my legs and I almost shout out in glee, but then Jax looks at him slowly from over his shoulder. “No.”
“No?” I whimper out, like a puppy whose mother’s teat has just been pulled away.
“No. I want his delicious mouth wrapped around my cock while you sit on my face.”
“Fuck me,” I pant. My head literally just pulsed with excitement, like I could feel my entire body clench and release. My sight went blurry for a second, then refocused.
Jax smiles. “We plan to, Squirt.” He tosses a glance at Emmett who is nearly salivating at the mouth.
“I get to watch him, though.”
“I’d expect nothing less, love,” Jax coos.
Jax lies on the bed as I crawl up to hover above his face and Emmett takes his place between Jax’s legs.
“Take care of our girl, Jax.”
All of my dreams are coming true.
