Dylan didn’t ease up. He hummed against my pussy like he was the one coming, lapping me up as I pulsed against his tongue.
“Too much,” I gasped. “Fuck, it’s too much.”
Jase bent and kissed me, swallowing the sounds coming from my throat as Dylan slowed, licking and sucking as if he wanted to commit my taste to memory.
My eyes fluttered as Dylan dragged his tongue over my still-throbbing clit one more time, making me jerk. My legs tried to close, but he didn’t move.
“Stay open for me,” Dylan growled. “We’re not fucking done with you yet.”
“Jesus Christ,” I moaned, half-laughing, half-sobbing from how good it felt.
Jase pushed my hair back and kissed my cheek. “Think you can take more?”
I nodded. I’d gladly take whatever they gave me.
Dylan sat on his heels, his chin glistening with my juices, looking far too pleased with himself. “I want to watch you ride his dick next.”
Jase slid behind me on the couch, pulling me into his lap with my legs straddling his. “You hear that, Princess?” He gently bit the sensitive spot where my neck and shoulder met as he rolled on a condom. “Think you can take me while he watches?”
“Yes. Please.” My voice was shaky, but I didn’t care. I was soaked, still trembling from the orgasm, and I needed to feel someone inside me. Immediately.
Jase guided his hard length to my opening, teasing me for a few agonizing seconds before pushing inside and stretching me open again.
“Yes,” I cried, my nails digging into his thighs.
He gripped my waist, steadying me as I adjusted to the fullness. “You’re so fucking tight, Princess. Even after he made you come, you’re still clenching like you’re starved for my cock.”
Dylan moved closer, watching shamelessly. “She must be, because she’s taking every inch of you like she was made for it.”
Jase’s hands slid from my waist up my body, then flattened one palm against my stomach as he began slow, deep thrusts that made my toes curl.
“Jase …”
“That’s it,” he murmured. “Feel me inside you.”
My hips moved instinctively, urging him deeper.
“Damn, you’re going to make me come sooner than I want.”
Dylan shifted closer, his eyes never leaving the place where Jase and I were joined. “Watching you take him like that is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Jase tightened his hold, his movements growing stronger and rougher. One hand slid up my chest, his fingers brushing my collarbone before curling gently around my throat.
My breath hitched. His grip was firm, and I knew he’d let go the second I asked. But I didn’t want him to.
He snapped his hips up into me, making the couch creak beneath us. Each thrust sent sparks through my body, and the pleasure built fast.
Dylan reached out and cupped my jaw, tilting my face toward his. “Don’t hold back.”
The combination of Jase’s hand at my throat, Dylan’s eyes on me, and the way Jase was driving into me left my whole body trembling.
“I’m close,” I panted.
Jase’s hand tightened slightly, but it stayed gentle as his other hand slipped down my stomach, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing in perfect circles.
“That’s it,” he coaxed. “Come for me. Come on my dick.”
Something shattered inside me. I cried out, my body locking up as my second orgasm tore through me. I clenched around him, and Jase swore loudly behind me.
