“Yes,” Reese gasped.
She drew a fingertip over the head of Reese’s cock where it poked up against his fucking preppy khakis and practically purred. “I want to see it. I want to see you ruin these pants, Reese.” It was half plea, half order. “Then next time I want to watch you come. God, I want to rub it into my skin, or lick it off David’s.”
David felt dizzy as Mati’s words twisted into his brain and made a home there. Images slammed through him andfucking hellhe hadn’t even seen them completely naked yet. But he could picture it. He could picture it all.
“Imagine it,” Mati went on, and David barely bit back a whimperedI am. “Imagine bending me over my desk. Imagine David spread out in front of the fire in your office. I bet you could get us just right. I can tell how long you are—fuck,it would feel good.”
David almost let go of his own dick so he could feel it too. Reese was long? He wanted to know. He wanted to feel it for himself. In his hand. In his body.
David’s spine went liquid, his ass clenching to hold himself upright, his thighs trembling as pleasure coiled hot in his balls.
“Motherfuck,” he barked, his hand clenched painfully around his shaft as his orgasm tore out of him, making his head spin. His come smeared over Mati’s back and eased the too-hot friction along his shaft.
Reese’s eyes were wide and unblinking, his mouth hanging open, his arm jerking back and forth frantically.
Mati moaned and rubbed her fingers in a slow circle over Reese. “Do you see what we did to David? I can feel it against my back. His cock is big. Hot. Imagine what it would feel like in your mouth. Stretching your lips.”
Reese arched his back, his eyes screwing shut as he came so hard he shook, while Mati rubbed slow, relentless circles over his cock.
Reese melted into the couch, limp as a noodle. Mati lifted her hand away and she and David stared at the wide, dark spot spreading over Reese’s slacks.
Mati whimpered. “God, Reese…that’s…” Her hips twitched and she cupped her breasts to pinch her own nipples.
David flicked his fingers over Mati’s clit harder, tucking the fabric of her panties to one side so Reese could see. He considered asking Reese for help, but the poor guy didn’t look like he had a bone left in his body.
David dipped a finger into Mati.
Reese made a noise like it was his body David had breached.
“Please, David,” Mati gasped. “God.More. More fingers.”
David’s cock gave a pathetic twitch. Bossy Mati was fucking hotter than blazes.
He thrust two fingers into her, curling them forward and dragging them back out, knowing he’d stroked the right spot by her happy yelp. Back and forth, he dialed up the speed. She cried out, begging him to keep going, begging formore, her hips canted back and her head on his shoulder.
He curled his wrist, adding pressure, his fingertips practically vibrating over her g-spot while his other hand worked her clit.
“Oh my god,” Reese whispered, clamping a hand over the wet spot on his pants and his cock beneath.
Mati hooked an arm around David’s neck and arched in his arms. “Yes. Like that. Fuck,just like that.”
Her hips kicked, violently, three times, and she keened, long and high, trembling in his arms. David didn’t stop, his fingers covered with a gush of liquid as she ejaculated, his ears ringing with her cries.
With a final thrust against David’s hand, she collapsed, her fingers clamping around his wrist to still him. Her panties and yoga pants were soaked, and Reese’s pant legs were dotted with dark spots.
Her breath rasped in and out of her chest like she’d sprinted a mile.
“Yeah,” she whispered. “Just like that.”
Chapter Nine
Reese stepped out of the bathroom, freshly showered and pajama’d, and saw David was standing by the couch, the pull-out bed open and made.
Reese would be the first to admit he wasn’t an expert on how this sort of thing was done, given his sexual life to this point had been a whole lot less…adventuresome, but he had thought that David might sleep with them.
Was that wrong?
Mati sent him a pointed look as she climbed into bed. He interpreted that to mean she’d already asked and been turned down. It wasn’t just him, at least.
