“How long?” His voice was rough as he rolled my nipples between his fingers, drawing a whimper from my lips.
“Too long,” I managed, arching into his touch while reaching for the hem of Troy’s pajama pants. “Way too fucking long.”
Troy chuckled darkly, capturing my hands and pressing them against his chest. “Patience.” I could feel his heart racing beneath my palms, betraying his own eagerness.
What had started as playful and teasing was shifting into something more intense, more primal. Laughter gave way to breathless moans as clothes became frustrating barriers that needed to be removed immediately.
Troy yanked my borrowed shirt over my head while Rhett’s fingers hooked into the waistband of my sleep shorts, tugging them down my legs. I stepped out of them, aware that I was standing between them in nothing but plain cotton underwear and a simple bra—not exactly the sexy lingerie I would have chosen for this occasion.
“You’re gorgeous,” Rhett said, and the raw appreciation in his voice made me believe him despite my practical underwear.
Troy’s hands found the clasp of my bra, making quick work of it before sliding the straps down my arms. The cool air against my newly exposed skin made my nipples tighten further, drawing a groan from both men.
Troy’s eyes darkened as he took in my half-naked body. “Fuck, Aims.”
I reached for him, desperate to feel skin against skin. “Your turn,” I said, tugging at his pajama pants. This time he didn’t stop me, instead helping me push them down his hips along with his boxer briefs, freeing his impressive erection.
Behind me, I heard the rustle of fabric as Rhett shed his own clothes. Then I was sandwiched between them—Troy’s naked chest against mine, Rhett’s bare skin pressed against my back, only my panties and Rhett’s boxer briefs separating us from complete nudity.
They guided me backward until my legs hit the edge of Rhett’s bed. I fell onto it, bouncing slightly on the mattress as I looked up at them—two gorgeous, naked men staring down at me with undisguised hunger.
“Christ, look at her.” Troy nodded, a small smile playing at his lips.“Spread your legs for us, baby,” Troy instructed, his voice gentle but commanding.
I obeyed without thinking, parting my thighs as they both knelt on the bed, positioning themselves on either side of me. Something about spreading myself open for them, letting themsee how wet I already was, made my clit throb with anticipation. Then they were on me—Troy sucking one nipple deep while Rhett’s teeth grazed the other. The sensations of two hot mouths sucking and licking at the same time sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
My back arched off the bed, a strangled moan escaping my throat as their hands joined the exploration—Troy’s fingers tracing patterns on my inner thigh while Rhett’s palm slid across my stomach, dipping lower with each pass.
“Please,” I gasped, not even sure what I was begging for. More, probably. Everything.
Troy released my nipple with a wet pop, his eyes meeting Rhett’s over my body. Something passed between them, some silent communication that made my pulse quicken. Then Troy was kissing his way down my sternum, my ribs, dragging his tongue across my navel, while Rhett’s fingers hooked into the waistband of my panties, dragging them down my legs.
The cool air hit my exposed center for only a moment before Troy’s hot breath replaced it, his mouth hovering over my pussy. “Can I taste you?” His dark eyes looked up at me from between my thighs.
“God, yes,” I breathed, feeling Rhett’s hand slide into mine, squeezing gently as Troy’s tongue dragged across my clit.
I cried out, my hips bucking as pleasure shot through me. Troy’s strong hands gripped my thighs, holding me open as he ate melike he’d been starving for it. Rhett moved up to capture my mouth in a deep kiss, swallowing my moans as Troy devoured me.
“Look at him,” Rhett whispered against my lips, guiding my gaze down to where Troy worked between my thighs. “Look how much he loves tasting you.”
Troy’s tongue flicked and sucked in a rhythm that made my toes curl as he reached for Rhett’s hand, threading their fingers together and pulling their joined hands to rest on my stomach. Something about that simple touch—the tenderness and ownership in it—sent a fresh wave of arousal through me. Rhett moaned, nipping and sucking at my sensitive nipple, leaving me awash in sensation as he gripped Troy’s hand like he couldn’t imagine letting it go.
Rhett lifted his head. “Need a condom.” I felt a cool rush of air as his warmth left my side and watched him reach over to the nightstand drawer. He pulled out several foil packets, tossing them onto the bed beside us.
Troy lifted his head, his chin glistening with my cum, and reached for one of the packets. But instead of putting it on himself, he tore it open and moved toward Rhett, who was now kneeling beside me on the bed, his boxer briefs discarded to reveal his thick, straining erection.
“Let me.” Troy’s voice was husky as he rolled the condom onto Rhett, giving him several firm strokes that made Rhett’s breath hitch.
Watching Troy’s hand move along Rhett’s impressive length made heat pool between my thighs. Troy’s big masculine hand closed around Rhett’s thick shaft, and Rhett’s eyes fluttered closed as he let out a soft moan, thrusting up into Troy’s grip.
“You like watching us?” Troy asked, his gaze sliding to me with a knowing smirk.
“Yes.” I didn’t bother hiding my desire.
Troy’s smile turned wicked. He wrapped his hand more firmly around Rhett’s cock, stroking slowly, teasing him. “What about you, baby?” he asked Rhett. “You want to fuck her while I watch?”
Rhett’s hips jerked forward into Troy’s grip, a desperate whimper escaping his throat. “Fuck, yes. Please.”
But Troy didn’t let go. Instead, he stroked Rhett again, his thumb circling the head in a way that made Rhett’s whole body shudder. “Please what?”
