“That’s only one finger,” Stone told Nico. “You want two?”
Nico nodded.
Stone shifted forward, kissing Nico roughly, his arm moving faster.
Nico pulled his leg toward his chest. It allowed her to see that Stone was thrusting two fingers into his ass.
Her pussy fluttered, her muscles clenching with arousal.
“Relax,” Stone crooned, removing his arm from his neck and propping himself up. “Let me stretch you.”
Nico whispered something, and then Stone was on his knees, reaching toward the television stand. The light glinted off something in Stone’s hand, and a second later, she heard the click of a bottle cap opening. It was followed by aslurpas Stone squeezed it between Nico’s legs. Lube? Stone watched Nico as he began fingering him again. This time, Nico relaxed, his chest heaving.
“Better?”
Nico nodded.
Stone tossed the bottle and leaned forward again, propping himself on one arm as he kissed Nico while he continued to finger him.
Stevie’s entire body was hot. Too hot for the blanket, but she didn’t want to move. She didn’t want them to stop. Stone and Nico were by far the sexiest men she’d ever seen, and this … the two of them doing this to each other … it made her wet. It turned her on more than any vibrator ever had.
“Did you enjoy fuckin’ Stevie?”
Nico’s expression morphed into something that looked like confusion.
“Tell me you haven’t thought about it before? Your sister’s smokin’ hot best friend.”
“Yeah,” Nico whispered. “I’ve fantasized about it.”
“Of course you have. She’s amazing.”
Stevie wished he would say more, but Stone’s eyebrows lifted as he peered down at Nico. “Three fingers.”
Nico grunted, pulling his leg back again. “Fuck me.”
“Not yet.”
“I want your dick inside me.”
“You have to earn it first.” Stone began ramming his fingers inside Nico. The more aggressive he was, the louder Nico’s moans became. Clearly, they weren’t worried about waking her up.
“You ready to earn it?” Stone asked, his hand stilling, fingers buried deep inside him.
“Yeah.”
Stone pulled his hand away and grabbed something from the floor. A towel. He wiped his hand, then leaned over and opened the cabinet beneath the television. He came back with a condom, and like she’d seen him do so many times, he made quick work of covering himself.
Rather than move between Nico’s legs, Stone stretched out beside him, their lips sealing. The kiss heated until they were holding onto one another. Only then did Stone roll to his back, bringing Nico with him.
“Straddle me,” he instructed, relaxing on the pillow.
Nico moved over him.
“Now take my cock and put it inside you. I want you to sit on me. Take me as deep as you can. Go slow. We’re not in a hurry.” Stone grinned. “Not yet, anyway.”
Nico gripped Stone’s cock, guiding it between his legs. He grunted as he lowered himself slowly, impaling himself on Stone’s cock.
Stevie didn’t move. She didn’t want to make a sound. She just wanted towatch.
