He easily works the knot, allowing it to fall open before starting on his shirt buttons, revealing his beautiful, tattooed torso.
Then Caleb mirrors his movements, unbuttoning Noah’s shirt while their eyes stay fixed on one another the entire timebefore he pushes it off his shoulders, allowing it to pool on the floor.
Caleb makes up the small distance between them and kisses Noah’s pectoral muscles. I see the way his muscles bunch and ripple at the contact, it’s so intimately reverent.
My insides warm when I see this strong, powerful man, so open and loving.
His eyelids flicker as he stares up at Noah, who gazes down at him with the same love and devotion.
Caleb stands up, his palm splayed over Noah’s chest above his heart.
“I love you, now and always,” he says, his words a benediction. Tears spring to my eyes. This moment is one that will be etched in my memory forever.
I watch in complete awe as they strip down to nothing. They really are the most beautiful men I have ever seen.
They’re both breathing heavily as their gazes turn to me.
“Now, what would you like us to do next, sweet girl?” Caleb asks, his eyes midnight blue in this light.
I glance to Noah, his hazel eyes dark and alluring as he cocks his head to the side.
“I want you to touch each other,” I reply, not even needing to think about my response.
They reach out for one another, their eyes locked on mine, watching me as I watch them. My gaze tracks the way their hands roam over one another, stopping at their hard arousals. Each of them wraps a fist around the other and they begin to work each other. I can see the glistening heads of their cocks slick with pre-cum, and I lick my lips.
“Does this make you hot?” Caleb’s deep Irish accent is only turning me on more.
I nod, practically panting as he speeds up his ministrations, causing Noah to moan, his eyelids heavy. Caleb uses his otherhand to cup Noah’s balls, his chest rising heavily with each inhale and exhale.
Caleb stops, his eyes turning dark and dangerous. “You didn’t answer Jessica, we need your words.”
My eyes flick between them as Noah grits his jaw.
“Yes, you make me hot,” I reply, voice sultry.
“Hmm, then show us, spread those pretty thighs and show us your cunt.”
Fuck, my lower stomach tightens with need, it’s almost like a compulsion as I uncross my legs and spread them.
I can feel how wet I am. My cheeks heat as I know I’m leaking on my robe as well as the bed. But I swear it only turns them on more, seeing the evidence of my arousal.
“Lose the robe,” Noah says, his tone authoritative and brooking no argument. Not that I would ever deny either of them. “Let us see everything.”
I undo the thin belt and let it fall open before slipping it off and tossing it aside.
“Look at you. All pretty and wet for your husbands,” Caleb says, and fuck me, if that doesn’t heighten my already aroused state of existence.
“Show us how much you like watching us. Touch yourself, get yourself off.”
I lower my hand between my open thighs, my fingers tracing over my wet seam, and I arch my back at the contact.
“That’s it,” Noah coaxes, and I notice they are moving again, working one another in their large fists.
“See what you do to us?”
“I do,” I reply as I bite down on my lower lip and dip a finger just inside my entrance, teasing myself with my juices. “I love watching you both.”
Nothing turns me on more, especially when they fuck.
