The answer buzzed around her brain, but she swatted it away, not eager to confront anything deeper than physical pleasure. She glanced up at Ty. Of average height, the third man was built like a boxer, compact and muscular. He was a sweet guy, someone Remy had brought as a guest a few years ago and who had made enough of a favorable impression that she remembered to include him afterward. His smile was sweetly seductive, teeth flashing white against his black skin as he watched her, dark eyes hot.
She didn’t let go of Remy’s cock while she undid Ty’s fly, her hand delving inside his trousers to find him hot and hard. His cock wasn’t as long as Remy’s, but it was nice and thick. He hissed out a breath when she stroked him.
“Suck him,” Jacob directed.
“Which one?”
He paused, as if considering her question. “Either. Both.”
Her thighs tightened, and she glanced between the two men. She held her hand up to Jacob’s face. “Lick this for me. I need lube.”
Holding her gaze, he licked her palm, his tongue rough. She enclosed her wet palm around Remy’s cock, while using her other hand to steady Ty. He groaned as she swallowed him down, almost to the back of her throat, sucking him deeper with every stroke.
Remy’s hand settled in her hair, his familiar fingers tangling as he directed her to take his friend harder, his growls of approval spurring her to her best performance.
Jacob’s calloused hands slipped over her shoulders and her chest, weighing and cupping her breasts. She gave a muffled shriek when he pinched her nipple hard, the sound pulling a groan from Ty.
She was disappointed when Jacob eased her off Ty by holding her neck, but she couldn’t resist the surge of arousal at his hand pressing against her vulnerable windpipe.
“He’s going to come,” he chastised her, his louder voice a sign of his growing confidence. “How will you be stuffed full of cock then?”
Akira licked her lips. “There’s no shortage of men here.”
She felt him smile. “You are such a greedy woman.”
She was greedy. She always had been. It was one of her many shortcomings.
His hold gentled, until he was stroking her throat with his thumb. He pulled her around so she was facing him. Green eyes clashed with hers, filled with excitement and need.
“Remy,” he said, his voice guttural. “On the floor.”
She didn’t look to see whether Remy obeyed. Who wouldn’t obey that sharp bite of command?
She knew people were watching her, and that only drove her arousal higher. Fuck yeah. She should be the center of attention.
“I want you to ride him,” Jacob instructed her.
Her breath caught. “What about you?”
His smile was sinful. “I’ll be inside you too.”
Weak, she turned and clambered on top of Remy, not concerned that her movements lacked grace. His cock was already encased in a rubber, ready for her. She straddled his hips, his face tightening when she sank down. He didn’t move, well accustomed to the mechanics of a three-way, but pulled her tight to his chest.
Akira rested her forehead against Remy’s collarbone and inhaled the scent of his expensive cologne. Foil crinkled. Remy slid his hands down her spine and opened her ass cheeks, and lube trickled between them. She hid her face in Remy’s neck, relaxing as Jacob worked his thick dick inside her ass.
A whimper escaped her as he seated himself deep, until he could lay over her, his sweaty chest plastered against her back. “Good?” he rasped.
“Yes. Dear God, yes.”
“I’ve never done this before.” His confession was for her ears alone, wondering and hot. “How have I never done this before?”
Good. Possessiveness roared through her. She wanted as many firsts as she could take from him. “Do you like it?”
“Like isn’t a strong enough word.” His hips pulsed, as if he were unable to hold still. “Are you full yet?”
She moaned when he ground a little deeper. “My mouth’s empty.”
He gave a wheezing laugh against her shoulder at her plaintive tone. “So fill it.”
