Ezra’s length pressed against the valley of my ass as he reached around to pinch a nipple. “Your number, Adeline.”
“Two,” I hissed, thinking I was already halfway to my first one.
“I think you gotta dream bigger, darling.” Cole dropped to his knees in front of me. “Why don’t we aim for three for this first time?”
No coherent words were possible when he pulled my panties aside and dipped his tongue into my cunt. I looked down. His wild curls danced against my skin like black fire, and I was going to burn alive.
Ezra helped me stay upright while Cole worked some unholy magic on my pussy, his tongue darting across every nerve ending in a perfect dance. When the first orgasm started to rage through my entire body, I ground myself on Cole’s face, clutching his hair for dear life.
“Fuck,” I croaked as Ezra lowered me back on the bench. Suddenly, their number didn’t seem so ambitious after all.
I reached for their cocks, stroking them while trying to recover and remember what planet we were on. Ezra pushed on my shoulders, urging me from the bench to kneel before the two of them, and I gladly complied. My tongue trailed the underside of his ridge, before doing the same to Cole. I took turns sucking them off, switching when their groans got too frantic.
“Get on the bed,” Cole commanded, burying his fingers in my hair and pulling me up.
I crawled across the covers, swaying my ass back at them and reaching back to take my bra fully off.
“Turn around,” Ezra said.
I turned to bare my chest to them fully, feeling another rush of heat between my legs when I saw their hungry gazes.
Cole walked around the bed and sat down with his back against the headboard. “Get over here and do that thing you just did with your ass.”
I climbed between his legs, running my hands down his rock-hard thighs before lowering my mouth on his cock and lifting my butt up. The bed moved behind me, and a heartbeat later Ezra’s palms were kneading my behind. He fisted my underwear at the waist, then tore it off with a jerk, making me gasp from the brief flash of pain.
The pain was forgotten when he pressed himself against my entrance. “I want to see you take Cole’s cock to the back of your throat as I plunge into your tight cunt.”
Holy shit.
Cole’s fingers tangled in my hair, and he put soft pressure on the back of my head until I’d taken all of him in my mouth.
“Good girl,” he whispered, stroking my cheek with his other hand. That was Ezra’s signal.
I groaned against Cole as Ezra buried himself in me, my eyes fluttering from a deadly mix of arousal, pain, and pleasure.
“Fuck,” Ezra groaned. “So wet and tight.”
Cole moved my head up and down on his length as Ezra began to rock into me from behind. When the drummer reached around to play with my clit, I squeezed Cole’s thighs so hard I was sure my nails would leave permanent crescent scars.
It didn’t take long for me to get to orgasm number two, and Cole lifted my face to capture my mouth as I spasmed uncontrollably around Ezra.
“So goddamn perfect,” he said, his eye shining with lust. “I could watch you come for the rest of my days on this earth. When I look at you, it’s like I’m looking at something infinite.”
His words resonated through me. I tugged him closer for another kiss as Ezra pulled out. Something heavy was building up in me, and I knew it wasn’t another orgasm given I was still riding the high of my second one. This was supposed to be a casual, mindless fuck, so why did it feel like something more?
Ezra collapsed on the bed beside Cole and pulled me into his lap until I sat stranding Ezra’s hips, my breasts grazing against his face. He found a nipple with his mouth, sucking and flicking the hard bud without breaking our eye contact.
“Do you want both of us inside of you?” he asked when he moved from one breast to the other, his cock twitching against me at the question.
“Yes,” I breathed, my heart rate picking up. It had been so long since I’ve had sextherethat I could barely even remember how it had felt.
Cole lifted himself off the bed, and came back a few moments later armed with a small bottle of lube. “Lift your ass back up for me, darling.”
I licked my way down Ezra’s chest until I had my lips wrapped and moving around his cock while Cole slowly pushed a finger in my ass. It felt tight and a little uncomfortable at first, but when the bassist started to once again play with my clit, I felt the muscles relax.
One finger became two. Then three. I was pushing against Cole’s hand by now, feeling the beginnings of the third orgasm tease my inner thighs.
“You’re ready,” Cole breathed, giving my ass a firm slap. Ezra pulled me closer to him until his length was in line with my entrance. He grasped my face with both of his hands, his eyes gentle despite being feverish with desire. “And you were worried we wouldn’t want this. I’m so fucking glad you didn’t let your worries win.”
