Then he kisses me hard and deep.
Colsen kisses me too. His lips trail a hot path down the back of my neck. Their hands are everywhere, hot and slightly rough, making every inch of my skin buzz with sensation.
Being between them feels right.
The only thing I’m missing right now is having Tucker here too. This week he’s spent every free second at home with his parents, and so did Talia. His family is having some financial problems, but he hasn’t confided in me like his sister.
I hope to be able to talk to him soon. He might be embarrassed by the situation, but if anyone understands, it’s me. Growing up with a single mom meant that money was always a problem.
Colsen grabs my hips, his hard cock pulsing against the base of my spine. He grinds his hips, rubbing himself against the crack of my buttocks, and any other thought that doesn’t involve the two hot men in my bed dissolves into thin air.
“Ready, pretty girl?” he murmurs.
“Mhm.” I turn to look at him over my shoulder, offering him a nod and shifting so that I’m on all fours.
He fists his cock, bringing its blunt head to my entrance.
“Nash,” he grunts as he sinks inside me easily. “I wish you could feel how wet she is for us.”
Nash’s green gaze is a hot beam of unadulterated lust. “Are you wet for us, Trouble? Do you like having our hands and mouths on you at the same time?”
I nod, my breath hitching in my throat. “I love it.” I manage to rasp out. “I want you guys so much.”
“Then suck my dick, Taryn. Before I blow my load, just watching Colsen fuck you from behind.”
Nash gets up, standing in front of me beside the mattress, putting his cock level with my face.
Our eyes lock as I wet my lips and open my mouth. My tongue immediately starts swirling around the engorged head.
“Fuck,” Nash groans. “That feels good.”
I close my mouth over his cock head, sucking on his smooth skin.
He gradually surges forward, and I relax my jaw, taking more and more of him while Colsen maintains a slow rhythm as he pumps in and out of me.
My pussy clenches with need, and a moan comes from Colsen. “God, Taryn. If you do that, you’re going to make me come.”
The next push of his hips is harder and deeper, and that sends Nash deeper into my mouth and inside my throat.
It takes me by surprise and gag, tears streaming down my face.
“Shit. Trouble, are you ok?” Nash immediately pulls out of my mouth and kneels in front of me. Concern is etched all over his face as he dries my tears with the pads of his thumbs. His touch is gentle, and I smile.
“I’m fine. I just didn’t expect you to get so deep, and I wasn’t ready. I don’t know why my eyes are running. I think it’s some kind of involuntary reaction, but you weren’t hurting me.”
He exhales, visibly relieved. “Good. I would hate to hurt you.”
“Same,” Colsen agrees. He’s stopped moving, but he’s still buried inside me to the hilt.
My inner muscles flutter at the feeling of fullness and Colsen’s cock pulses in response.
“I know you don’t want to hurt me.” I say to both ofthem. “I want this to work, but right now it isn’t. I need someone to be able to control how deep Nash gets. I would, but I need my hands on the mattress or I’ll fall face first.”
“We could shift positions.” Colsen muses. “You could sit up and I could keep you upright so you can use your hands to control what happens with Nash.”
I try to envision that, but Nash has a different suggestion.
“That might make your angle more challenging. I think you’d slip out of Taryn. But I have another idea. You could stay the way you are and I could guide Taryn’s pretty mouth.”
