“Me either.” Nick swallowed, his throat bobbing. A long, tortured groan left him as he tipped his head back. “Jesus, Evie. Don’t stop.”
I stroked him faster, licking my lips. Matthew’s hips jerked and he leaned down, kissing me on the mouth.
“Better?” he murmured.
“Much,” I rasped. “I’m so wet. Nick nearly made me come and I feel like I’m dying, doctor.”
“Oh? Hmm. Well, let me see,” Matthew said.
I whimpered as his fingers slid between my thighs. Nick licked his lips and surprised me by taking my hands. He pinned them above my head as Matthew’s fingers dipped between my slick folds.
“Oh fuck,” I moaned.
“She’s soaked,” Matthew said.
“It’s your turn,” Nick said. “I’m happy to keep her pinned down like the good girl she is while you make her come.”
My nipples hardened to stiff peaks, a shiver working down my spine.
“Teamwork.” Matthew leaned down and kissed me once. Hard enough that my head started to spin and when he pulled away, I ached for more. I was ravenous for their touch. He moved down my body and settled between my legs, his gaze flicking up to me as he closed his mouth over my clit.
My cry split the room. Nick tightened his grip on my wrists before I could wriggle free, keeping me in place as Matthew started to lick and nibble and draw out ripples of pleasure. Tremors started low in my belly, my hips moved to rub my pussyagainst his face, helplessly chasing the orgasm that was teasing me, just out of reach.
“That’s it,” Nick murmured. “Look at how good you’re doing for us. You’re making the sweetest sounds for us, aren’t you?”
I nodded breathlessly, but I wanted more. “Kiss me,” I demanded. “Please.”
Nick immediately did. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue swiped against mine, all while Matthew was dangerously close to sending me over the edge. I bucked and writhed, but between the both of them, there was no escaping the pleasure.
Two of Matthew’s fingers glided against my entrance, and slowly eased inside. “You’re so perfect,” he groaned. “Drenched. Did it turn you on watching us kiss, princess?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Pervert,” Nick teased.
“Hey,” I gasped as fingers thrust inside me. “Fuck. That feels good—ah. Between the three of us, Nick, I’m certain you’re the most perverted.”
“Oh yeah? What makes you think that?”
“Cock piercing,” I squeezed out before moaning.
Matthew’s tongue paused against my clit and raised his head. His beard glistened with my wetness. “Cock piercing? You pierced your dick?”
“Three times, yeah. I’ve got a ladder.” Nick leaned back and gripped his cock, showing Matthew the underside. Three silver bars shined there, and I blushed remembering how fucking good they’d felt inside me.
Matthew’s brows raised and he leaned in a little closer. “Remind me to look when I put my glasses back on. All I see is a giant pole.”
Nick laughed and leaned across the bed, snatching his glasses up. “Feast your eyes, doc.”
Matthew didn’t stop fingering me, even as he slid his glasses up the bridge of his nose. And damned if that didn’t turn me on even more. His eyes widened and he let out a hum, as if he really were inspecting it. I mean, hewas, but he sounded like a doctor right now, not the man who was so close to making me come.
There was some sort of unspoken agreement that passed between them, and Nick winked. But then they refocused on me, and all the pleasure I’d been experiencing turned up to ten.
Nick drowned me with a kiss as Matthew buried his face against me. His fingers and tongue found a rhythm that worked together, the pleasure driving me wild. I bucked and moaned and gasped, all while Nick kept me in place, sucking and biting my neck, kissing me, playing with my nipples.
I gripped the blankets as the edge of an orgasm feathered in my lower stomach, and I moaned, chasing it.
“She’s close,” Nick huffed.
