His eyes travelled around the room. “Here? In the library?”
“It’s after-hours,” she said, her voice suddenly lilting. Seductive. “No one’s here but us. Plus, you had no issue fucking me on your desk during office hours.”
The brash way she delivered those words stirred my cock to life. I knew that she’d slept with Oren, obviously. But the reminder of justhowandwhereit happened was an erotic detail that turned me on more than I thought it would.
I knew that for their part, Oren and Lucas were more displeased than I was at the realization that we’d been sharing June’s attention. Why would I be intimidated when I knew that I could draw nothing but raw honesty from her body’s reactions to my touch? When I knew what she looked like when she waspushing her boundaries and limitations to beyond what she’d imagined she could? When I drove her there?
No, this would be interesting. Maybe Oren would even learn something, and I was nothing if not a dedicated teacher.
“What do you say, Oren?” I asked, my hand sliding from June’s hand up her arm. I felt goosebumps pock her skin. She was so deliciously responsive. He’d be a fool to pass up the opportunity to enjoy this because if just one of us could drive her crazy…
Oren swallowed hard. He didn’t even bother checking our surroundings one last time before he closed the gap between himself and June and kissed her. Slow but eager.
I kept my hand on her arm, bringing the other to her waist. As she continued to get lost in her kiss with Oren, I explored the rest of her body. I wanted her to be sensitive, distracted and primed for pleasure so that when it was my turn, it would be my hands that became her undoing. My cock that she came on. And Oren, well, he could play along.
We had her positioned between us so that her back was now pressed flush against my body as my hands travelled everywhere, trying to discover more erogenous zones and teasing the skin beneath her blouse and just under the waistband of her skirt.
“Thank God you're wearing a skirt,” I breathed against her neck, pressing my lips to the sensitive spot at the base of her spine as my touch dipped low, fingers dragging along her thighs. She shuddered and Oren pressed against her, in turn causing her body to back into mine.
I choked back a groan as her ass grinded against my now hard cock. I grabbed her hips, keeping my lips on her neck and biting down hard. She moaned out loud and Oren broke theirkiss, breathing hard. I gave him a look and nodded once. Then I thrust against June, driving her hips forward and into Oren.
He groaned out loud at the feel of her, and soon we worked ourselves into a rhythm. The three of us moved together, facilitating a three-way grind that felt too fucking good and not even a stitch of clothing had been removed yet.
I drifted my hands up to June’s tits, muscle memory guiding my fingers as Oren started kissing along the side of her neck while I claimed the other. Between the fondling and grinding and kisses, June’s body felt like static under my touch. I bit down hard again on her shoulder before starting to unbutton her blouse.
“Finally,” Oren growled.
“Impatient,” I clicked my teeth. “You need to learn to savor the wait.”
“I do,” he said, sounding almost annoyed but the look in his eyes was pure heat. “Just get this off her.”
“Then shut up and help me,” I shot back.
“You two…” June started, but was soon silenced as Oren began to tug her skirt down her legs while I made quick work of her top. She was naked between us now, and the build-up with clothed touches had done its job. She was starting to beg for it.
“Who do you want first?” I asked, mouthing her ear.
“Both,” she gasped, pressing into me. “At the same time.”
“So ambitious, June,” I cooed, tilting her head up. Oren swept in and kissed her exposed throat, his hands gripping her hips. “You need to work up to that, sweetheart. I love you greedy but you have to be realistic.”
She whined, grabbing at us both. I had no idea what was going through Oren’s mind. But seeing June— the student I’dcome to know who abided so neatly within the confines of rules and discipline—begging for both of us turned me on more than anything else I’d ever experienced in my life, bar none.
That slip of control, that shameless desire that I could not only hear in her voice but see andfeel, left me hard and aching for her. I wanted to fulfill that desire. If that included Oren in the mix, then so be it.
“Tell you what. I know how exquisite that mouth of yours feels around my cock. But I’m willing to bet that Oren here doesn’t. How about you give him a taste, hmm? Be a good girl for me and make my friend come,” I suggested. “And this.” I drifted my hand lower until I could feel the honest wetness between her thighs. She moaned my name out loud. “This is mine. What do you think about that?”
June started grinding against my fingers, a groan of protest stealing from her lips as I withdrew them. “Yes. Yeah, I want that.” But as always, she wouldn’t be June if not, even in the throes of lust, she didn’t consider everything. She turned to Oren, gripping his shirt. “Is that fine with you? I want to taste you so bad.”
He didn’t respond but the muscles of his neck were practically straining. He nodded tightly. She sighed, sliding down his body and lifting his shirt so she could pepper kisses on the way down. She kissed his hip bones, her touches so delicate and tender and passionate that a spark of jealousy ignited inside of me.
But she looked so beautiful, so eager and sexy as she undid his belt and fly and eagerly pressed her face against his still-clothed dick that I couldn’t sustain it. Oren groaned, placing one hand behind her head as he threw his back.
“Aren’t you feeling generous,” I mumbled, taking off my own cardigan and placing it beneath her. Wouldn’t want to make abigger mess than we already were. As she began to blow Oren, she moaned around his dick.
I lowered myself until I could reach between her legs, dragging a finger through her slick. Her hips bucked. “Keep your mouth on him, baby. Don’t spill.”
She nodded her head, and once she returned her focus, Oren started moaning even louder. Her name left his mouth in sighs and gasps and I suppressed a snort. Ah, so he was a vocalist. I concentrated on stimulating the area around her clit, drawing out her pleasure for as long as her body would be able to stand it.
