No one rushes.
No one grabs.
The energy is charged, but it’s patient.
“You look incredible,” Lena murmurs, eyes sweeping over me like she’s rediscovering something she already loves.
Calil’s thumb traces lightly along my side. “You set this up for us.”
“For all of us,” I correct softly.
Lena smiles at that.
Calil leans closer, voice dropping just enough. “Are you comfortable, Baby?”
I look between them. The woman I love and the man who refuses to hide me.
My pulse steadies. “Yes.”
And this time, when I step forward into their touch, it isn’t out of fear of losing them. It’s out of certainty that I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.
I wasn’t pleased that I was the only nude and ready to please and be pleased. With no hesitation I reached for Calil. I undid every button before pushing the perfectly tailored shirt off his muscular body. I let my hands roam him freely while peering into his eyes.
Hunger.
I pushed his tank up and removed it before making my way to his belt. If I had any doubt about his attraction to me—now was the time to bury it. His dick was harder than differential calculus for Engineers.
“Ssss,” I hissed softly as Lena wrapped her hand around my girth and stroked.
I was trying to remain focused so that I could get my man naked. It was becoming increasingly impossible when Lena was swirling my precum around the head of my shaft and licking her fingers.
“AHT. Pay attention to Daddy, Baby,” his voice commanded.
My eyes flitted to his as I finally unbuckled his belt and slacks. I pushed them down his powerful thighs—taking his boxer briefs with them. My mouth watered at the sight of his erection.
Long.
Thick.
Veiny.
Saluting straight ahead. Before I could drop to my knees to taste him, Lena was on hers. She had one hand wrapped around my dick and the other around Calil’s. The warmth ofLena’s mouth always did something to me. The way she took me deep without gagging was an art. Tonight she looked even more beautiful on her knees handling us both.
“Eat this dick like you always do, Princess,” I demanded.
Her mouth suctioned around me like a vacuum and she bobbed her head up and down until I was hitting the back of her throat. Even then she took me deeper.
“Mmmmm. So nasty. So perfect.”
Lena had a praise kink. I loved knowing my words sent her in to overdrive. I was driving my length strength the back of her throat as saliva dripped down the sides of her pretty mouth. Calil watched in awe as Lena handled us. It was like her sole purpose in this moment was to be the nastiest bitch possible.
Calil grabbed my neck as his brought my face to his. “You gone be my perfect nasty girl tonight and let Daddy open you up?” His whispered against my lips before kissing me senseless.
I had one tongue down my throat and one wrapped around my shaft.
Bliss.
That was the only word that could adequately describe what I was feeling. Mind. Body. Soul.
