My limbs feel like gelatin, but I reposition myself, earning their curious stares.
“I can coordinate this,” I offer, ignoring the soreness between my thighs. “If you place me on top, I can control how much I can take in.”
“Em…” Lix sounds uncertain, while Stan grins and nods eagerly. “Yes! Brilliant idea, doc.”
Lix’s blue eyes narrow toward Stan, who ignores him to sit on the bed and pull me onto his lap.
“You’re so pretty, Em. Pretty with a PhD. Is that what the P stands for?” Stan playfully says, pulling giggles out of me.
His gray gaze grows wide as he stares at Lix, who’s scowling quietly at him.
“Hear that, babe? Our girl just giggled forme.” Stan licks his lips as he smirks. “Guess who the favorite is?”
“I don’t have one,” I answer, fixing my glasses from being askew,while my mind’s intact, even as Lix sits on my right and drapes my thigh over him.
Stan frowns, staring at me. “ButIsaw youfirst…”
Lix tries to stifle a laugh but fails. Stan scoffs and looks away, pouting petulantly.
I fix the situation by taking his shaft in my hand, stroking him slowly as I bend my knees and lift myself up between them.
“Whoa, doc,” Stan speaks breathlessly. “You’redrenchingus.”
Sure enough, I’m still dripping wet. I stare at Stan, then turn to Nil. “Please sit closer to each other until your cocks touch.”
Stan takes initiative and positions them until their sizable lengths line up against each other. “Oh, fuck, yeah, that feels good,” he groans, grabbing me by the middle.
My hands grip his forearms. “Let me lead this time,” I assert.
“Ooh,” Stan says. “Doc’s in charge. Got it, gorgeous.”
Lix huffs another laugh while fixing my glasses. “Go ahead, Em. Tell us what to do.”
“Stay still,” I say as I ease down on them, my hands holding them together.
“Will we fit in your tight, pretty pussy?” Stan teases, nuzzling his nose into my hair.
“You said we would,” Lix responds to Stan.
Stan groans again, this time with displeasure. “I’m doing something calledflirting, Ocean Eyes.” He kisses my ear. “Don’t let that wet towel of a man ruin our fun, gorgeous.”
“Not a wet towel,” Lix murmurs, threading his fingers over mine, helping me hold both of their erect cocks in place for me. “Easy, Em. We can take it slow.”
“Nope,” Stan quips. He thrusts up, grinding within our gripping palms. “Need insidenow.”
Lix glares at him, and I laugh, lowering my guard and myself downa little to allow Lix’s tip to slide in.
I gasp, leaning on Lix. His free arm holds my bottom, making sure I don’t fall all the way down quite yet. “I got you, Em,” he whispers into my ear. “No need to hurry, remember?”
Glancing at him, I nod with thanks, kissing his cheek. He smiles in return.
With a deep breath, I slide down, taking about an inch more of Lix before Stan’s thick shaft nudges at my entrance.
“Any room for this big guy, gorgeous?” Stan asks, smirking when he watches me with his heated gaze. “I’d hate to miss out on all the fun.”
“Lift my leg, Stan,” I direct, draping my left leg over his outstretched forearm, thick with veins, as he flexes.
Stan’s breath hitches, his hand wrapping around my foot. “Holy hell, I could come right now.”
