Nico stared into space, waiting for her to appear. When she finally did, his heart thumped hard in his chest. “You okay?”
She nodded, her gaze shifting to his exposed cock. “Better now. Don’t let me interrupt.”
Stone patted the cushion beside Nico. “Have a seat. Watch or join. Up to you.”
Then Stone’s mouth was on his cock again, bringing the damn thing back to life instantly. He thought he would drown in the pleasure, but then Stevie stripped off her sweatshirt, tossing it to the floor, and he knew without a doubt that they were just getting started.
***
Stevie’s new favorite pastime was watching thesetwo men together.
She’d debated whether she should go home after she left her dad’s. She had intended to give them the night alone because she felt guilty since she’d had them both to herself already. Try as she might, she couldn’t get her car to go in that direction, and she’d ended up here.
However, she didn’t intend to intrude. Mostly. She was just stripping so that they wouldn’t feel awkward, that was all. She was simply going to sit back and watch.
She could feel Nico’s eyes on her as she stripped off the rest of her clothes.
“Don’t mind me,” she teased as she sat on the cushion beside them. “I’m just gonna sit here and enjoy the show.”
Stone released Nico’s cock from his lips, his fist continuing to move up and down slowly over the iron-hard length.
“Did you tell him what we did when you stayed over?”
She was surprised by Stone’s question, though she wasn’t sure why. The man was as vocal now as he had been back then.
“He didn’t ask.”
Stone looked at Nico. “You should ask. I think you might like the story.”
Stevie was watching him, curious what his response would be. She knew Nico had been turned on by the fact she’d stayed with Stone because she’d felt it in his touch when he’d fucked her last night. However, he hadn’t asked for details, so she’d kept them to herself.
“Tell me,” Nico finally said.
Stevie opened her mouth, prepared to start the story, but Nico held up a hand.
“Wait.” He inhaled sharply, his eyes rolling back as Stone continued to work his dick with his mouth. “I think a reenactment would be better.” Nico gasped again, his fingers sliding into Stone’s hair. “Don’t you?”
Stone lifted his head, using his free hand to point at her, then toward his bedroom. “Remember what we did after the shower?”
Her eyes widened as the memory slammed into her. Stevie had thought about little else since that morning when Stone had fucked her pussy with his cock and her ass with his thumbs. She was all but counting down the seconds until a repeat.
Stone snapped his fingers. “On the bed. All fours. Ass toward the door.”
She stared at him for a moment, her brain a few seconds behind. Fortunately, her body had no problem reacting to the gruff command. She could feel their eyes on her as she padded through the room and down the hallway that separated the bedrooms from the bathroom.
“Oh and get the lube from the nightstand.”
A wave of heat washed over her, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
The lamp on Stone’s bedside table was on. She noticed his bed was made and wondered whether he’d done that for Nico. She didn’t remember it being made the other night when she was here. Then again, she didn’t remember much about that night, aside from the intense orgasms Stone had delivered or the way he’d held her through the night, his big, warm body providing warmth and security as she slept.
The pump bottle was sitting on the nightstand, so she grabbed it and put it on the bed as she crawled up on it. She felt ridiculously exposed as she got into position the way he’d instructed. As the minutes ticked by, she nearly lost her nerve, but then she heard the heavy thud of footsteps approaching.
“Fuck.”
More heat swept over her at the gravel-rough sound of Nico’s voice.
“I think she should greet us like that more often,” Stone noted. “I had some errands to run yesterday, so I picked up somethin’ I thought she might like.”
