“Fuck me,” he cries.
“I am,” I say.
He looks at me and Everlee wraps her arms around our necks, abandoning our cocks as she presses her lips to Jax. Without thinking, I grab them and continue where she left off.
I’m touching Jax’s cock.
And he’s not stopping me.
Everlee moves from Jax to me. Her lips are still wet with Jax’s kiss. She pulls us in closer, her hips grinding down, as her breasts brush against us.
A second later, Jax’s hand grips around mine and our cocks.
Without pulling away from Everlee or making it a big deal, I kiss Everlee harder. All of my passion, all of my excitement, all of my everything flows into her. I love her so much.
Jax jerks under our grip and as his warm come shoots out, some of it lands on my chest, but most on Everlee’s.
“Now it’s your turn again,” Jax says, dropping our cocks and pushing her back. He pulls the green machine out of her and tosses it across the room.
“Emmett,” he pauses, staring at me for a minute. “Lick my come off her chest.”
She sucks in a breath and pauses, looking between us.
My eyes narrow at him. Is he trying to dom me? Do I hate it? Do I love it? Am I trying to stop myself from over analyzing what this all means?
“Yes, sir,” I say, bending over her and slowly running my tongue along her stomach and up to her breast. I let out a moan for good measure.
“What about the come on your chest, Emmett?”
Rocking back on my hind legs, I look down at the two small lines on my chest.
“I should get it,” she says, moving to sit up, but Jax presses his hand to her shoulder.
She freezes, and I forget how to breathe.
Everyone is quiet. I think my heart has forgotten how to beat.
“I’ll do it,” Jax says after a long pause. My head tingles like it’s being squeezed into a vise.
Did he?
I lean back a little further, inviting him in. He crawls over the top of my legs, his cock gliding along the inside of my thigh. His face is inches from my chest. It’s not the first time his cock has touched my leg or that he’s been this close to my chest, but this feels… different.
Intimate.
He hesitates a second and I can almost feel his heart pounding out of his chest as he leans in agonizingly slow, his eyes locked on mine. His warm breath dances across my skin like silk, wrapping me in its softness.
His warm, wet tongue presses against my chest as he slowly swipes up, his tongue flicking into the air at the end. He moves to the other small streak closer to my nipple and does the same, but this time flicks my nipple ring with his tongue when he’s done.
And I’m hard again.
“I think I just came,” Everlee says, panting, eyes glassy.
Jax sits back, holds my gaze for a moment, then turns to Everlee. He pushes her back and climbs on top of her, his now hard cock passing by her wet pussy. “Did you enjoy watching me lick my come off E’s chest?” His voice is low and gravelly.
“Yes.”
“Does it make you wet?” He inches closer to her neck as the tips of her nipples graze over his chest.
