“Taking into consideration the number of steps each list item could also be broken down into,” Lukas agrees, nodding.
“Fair,” I say, panting as I reach out to rest a hand against Sebastian’s chest, right over his heart. “Be fair, now.”
“That’s true. Fair is fair.” Sebastian rubs his thumb along the inside seam of my jeans on my thigh. Such a simple touch shouldn’t do anything for me, but I’m in such a heightened state of arousal that even that small movement lights a fire under my skin. “We should at least let her come tonight.”
“True. We don’t want to be rude hosts on her first overnight in our home,” agrees Elliot, adding a second finger alongside the first and pressing gently into me.
“Yes.” I barely register the conversation around me, with my entire focus on Elliot’s fingers, but I’m aware at least that it’s in my favor.
Elliot works his fingers in and out of my throbbing pussy as his thumb does something magical to my clit. My breath comesquicker and my eyes begin to roll back in my head as he applies a little more pressure.
My other hand comes up to join the first, gripping Sebastian’s shirt. If I let go right now, I’m certain I would fall over to the side, right into Felix’s lap. As soon as Elliot curls both of his fingers inside of me, pressing the heel of his palm against my clit, I gasp and lean forward to hide my face in Sebastian’s sweater as my orgasm rips through me. I knew from watching Elliot play with his cubes that his fingers were dexterous, but I didn’t fully understand the benefits of all that play until right this moment.
“Good girl.” Elliot kisses the back of my neck as he eases his fingers out of my still-fluttering pussy.
All I can do is lay there against Sebastian’s chest and let the tingling settle over my entire body. I feel so relaxed right now. We could lay here and watch several episodes of their space show and I wouldn’t even mind. It wouldn’t even matter that I can’t see the television from my current comfy position.
“Not bad,” says Lukas. “But I could do it faster.”
“You really think so?” asks Elliot, rising to his challenge.
“It’s simply a matter of finding the right patterns. Instead of aligning the colors, you have to monitor her breathing to measure her reactions,” says Lukas, confident in his assessment.
“Prove it,” dares Elliot.
“Oh, I will.” Lukas moves to sit next to Sebastian, then wraps his arms around me and lifts me onto his lap, turning me so my back rests against his chest.
Elliot is standing next to the sofa, looking pretty proud of himself. I glance down to the bulge tenting his pants, and think that maybe I should feel a little proud of myself too. And I will, as soon as I’m done floating on this little bit of heaven that’s still hovering around in my veins.
“Think you can take one more?” asks Lukas, rubbing his wide hands up and down my sides reassuringly, letting my shirt lift a little and then settle back down with each change of direction.
“Mm-hmm.” This is so relaxing, laying here and feeling Lukas’s confident hands on me. I’d probably agree to just about anything right now.
This time when Lukas’s hands make their way back down my body, he slides one into my pants and immediately slips two fingers right into my pussy. Thank goodness I’m so relaxed because I can feel the stretch of taking two fingers at once again so soon. I’ll probably be sore later, but right now it feels good, and that’s all I care about.
Pressing his palm against my clit at the same time that he moves his fingers inside of me, Lukas takes me from nothing to everything so quickly, I can’t breathe. As he works his magic on my pussy, my own fingers clamp down on his forearm, holding him in place. Because if he stops, I just might keel over.
The second orgasm comes so fast, it crashes over me before I know it’s approaching. “Fuck!” I pant, gasping as the air returns to my lungs.
Even in high school when I had enough privacy to touch myself, it never felt like this. Like the orgasm is literally being ripped from my body, painful and sharp and oh, so delicious.
“What was my time?” asks Lukas, sliding his hand out of my pants and leaving a trail of my own juices along my stomach. “That was definitely faster than Elliot.”
I lay there panting for breath, held in Lukas’s arms, and their voices all blur together as they argue about whether or not Lukas should have time automatically added because I was already sensitive from the orgasm that Elliot gave me. I could probably fall asleep right here if they were just a little bit quieter.
“At least we’ve made a good start on the list,” says Elliot, beginning to gather the remains of our movie snacks to take back to the kitchen.
I should get up to help, but my limbs feel like rubber and if I stand up right now, I’m just going to fall right back over. Besides, I’m warm and cozy wrapped up in Lukas’s arms right now.
My brain feels like it wants to form a question about sleeping arrangements, but my mouth isn’t cooperating.
As if he can hear my thoughts, Lukas says, “You can sleep in my bed.” He kisses my cheek. “I’ll sleep down here on the sofa.”
“Not fair to you.” There should be more words there, but I can’t figure out what they are right now. I’m about eighty percent of the way to asleep.
“If you want, you can sleep in my bed next to me,” says Felix, stroking his fingers along my arm. “We could add sleeping next to someone to your list and cross that off tonight too.”
“Okay.” Sharing a bed actually sounds nice. Warm. Cozy.
