Because I knew now what it felt like to have him inside me. And when we were out there and River and Lukas had been watching, it hadn’t really felt like we were filming a porno. It felt real, and that made me kind of upside down, but I’d basically trust-falled my first shoot.
“Please,” I said to Jax, sliding my hands up his body, loving how solid he felt under my touch. I didn’t even know what I was asking for at this point, but maybe they knew. Or maybe it was me asking too much of them, expecting them to know things I didn’t. Or did but couldn’t articulate.
“I got you.” Jax leaned down and kissed me so fucking tenderly I couldn’t breathe. His mouth was pillowy soft againstmine, which for some reason made my dick even harder and achier and more ready to explode. From a kiss.
But it wasn’t a normal kiss. It was a kiss that felt like everything.
Jax wrapped his big hand around his cock and my cock at the same time, and he jerked us slowly while he continued to kiss me. I was half drowning in the shower and in him and in the knowledge that Blue was watching, and maybe he was wishing he hadn’t said no.
Blue watching everything made my mind all fuzzy and happy, and that was something I’d sort of known about myself, but never really had proof of. I liked to be watched. I liked the feeling of people paying attention to me. And when you were naked, and someone’s hand was on your dick and their tongue was in your mouth, they were going to pay attention to that.
I whimpered against Jax’s mouth, my brain unable to carry all the functions I needed it to. It used all its power to keep me on my feet. I couldn’t kiss, or breathe, or even think as Jax ripped another orgasm out of me.
My chest felt like it might explode, like all the air I’d trapped in there was somehow impossibly expanding. And then all at once, the pressure of my impending orgasm whooshed out of me. I clung to Jax and twitched in his arms as he let out a low chuckle.
“I wonder how many times we could make him come in one day,” Jax mused out loud, still stroking me through my orgasm, using my cum as lube before it got washed down the drain.
“He’d pass out before we got to four. We’re at three now and he’s barely coherent.” Blue’s voice was softer somehow. Sadder maybe. But whatever it was, he was right about one thing. My brain felt like a scrambled egg. But I wasn’t so cum-drunk that I didn’t know what I wanted.
In a motion that I hoped was fluid and sexy, but probably looked a lot less graceful than I pictured it looking, I sank to my knees in front of Jax. My hands roamed his body, feeling the width of his thighs as I smoothed my hands upward. I felt the way his muscles tightened when I ran my hands over his stomach.
Fingers brushed the wet hair off my face, and I kept my eyes closed as I leaned in, taking Jax’s cock in hand so I didn’t have to open my eyes again. Everything felt heavy and sort of dreamy and like the world had actually dropped away or was shrouded in fog.
A hand sank into my hair and the head of a cock met my lips, and then I did open my eyes. I stared up at Jax and clung to him, the tips of my fingers digging into his thighs.
“Do it,” I told him. “I want you to.”
Jax, maddeningly, frustratingly, swept more wet hair off my forehead, that small touch doing things to me it had no business doing. Twisting me up in ways that I couldn’t wrap my head around. “Do what, Ashy? Use your words.” Jax’s voice was like a dream, all deep and raspy.
“Fuck my mouth.” The words sounded like they came from someone else, even though I felt my lips move as I spoke. I wasn’t connected to my body all the way. “I want you to.”
My cock tried to rally when Jax let out a groan, but it merely twitched, spent and sated, limp between my legs. But the rest of me still burned with want. Still moaned around Jax’s cock when he slid it into my mouth.
My eyes closed on their own, and I knelt there, hanging on to Jax so I didn’t float away. He started off slow, sawing in and out of me, the sounds he made filling the bathroom, echoing off the walls and landing heavy against my chest. Jax buried his hands in my hair, cradled my head, and continued his slow but steady thrusts.
“Faster.”
Blue’s voice sent a jolt of heat through me. I hadn’t forgotten he was there, but he’d been a silent observer. Now he was crossing that line and becoming a participant instead.
“Faster, Jax. Really feed it to him. Make him choke. It’s okay. He can take it.”
Blue’s husky voice managed to get my cock to rally, and it chubbed up to half hard.God. These two could wreck me if they wanted to. Destroy me. Ruin me for anyone else. For everyone else. Forever. I was, like, fucking high or something with how light my head was. My cock was so tired I couldn’t get it up all the way, and I wanted more. It made me feel slutty and insatiable and that it was okay to be those things because they were here with me, not just encouraging it, but dragging it out of me. Egging it on.
Jax sped up the pace, the sounds of his pleasure filling the space and then there was a brief silence except for the sound of the shower. And then he was coming, thrusting and cursing and sounding like he was coming completely unglued.
He tasted salty but nice, and because he’d already come, he didn’t flood my mouth but simply offered me the barest of tastes of him. It was enough to make me want more. I didn’t know Blue was close until Jax warned me.
“Open your eyes, Ashy. Look at Blue. He’s so hot for you.”
I did as Jax said because there was no way he could be telling the truth, but when I met Blue’s gaze, his eyes blazed with fire. His dick was rock fucking hard, and he bit his lower lip as he fucked his fist fast, almost furious, like he was pissed off that he liked watching me get my face fucked.
I watched his eyes close, and he threw his head back as all the muscles in his neck went stiff and tight. I wanted to kiss him there. Blue came with a shout, his chest heaving from exertion, similar to how mine was, and all I’d done was kneel in theshower. My body felt tired and heavy, and all my limbs were like jelly, all wobbly and uncooperative.
I tried to stand but quickly gave up.
“Uh-oh,” Jax said, still with his hands on me. Still petting me and stroking my hair. “I think we broke him.”
“Not dead. Just…tired. Hungry.” I wasn’t sure if lack of food was the reason I felt hollowed out, but it was the only thing I could think of that might fill the void inside me.
