But the sight makes my heart skip a dozen beats.
“I want you so badly, Izzy,” he whispers reverently, one of his hands lifting to cup my cheek.
I instinctively twist to plant a kiss against the inside of his wrist—the only area I can reach.
“Are you okay with this?”
“I want you too,” I confess, staring into his beautiful green eyes. “I know this might not be what you pictured for your first time, so if you want to stop?—”
Ethan cuts me off by planting his lips to mine. As I deepen the kiss, his cock slides against my folds.
“No. I want this. I want you.” A slow smile dawns on his face. “I think… I think I’m in love with you, Izzy.”
Then he slowly pushes himself inside of me.
I gasp at the stretch, tightening my hands on his shoulders. “Oh fuck.”
“You’re so beautiful, Izzy. So perfect.” Ethan kisses me again, and it’s one I can feel in the marrow of my bones.
I notice that Grayson has grown silent, and I appreciate that, appreciate him allowing the two of us to have this moment, where everything else fades away and all that exists are our bodies and the mounting feelings between us.
“Fuck, Ethan.” I dig my nails into his skin as he begins to move against me, the only sounds in the room our skin slapping together and our heavy breathing.
Ethan surprises the shit out of me by turning towards Grayson, one of his brows arched. “Well? You joining or just watching?”
Grayson’s low chuckle fills the room. “Brat.” He moves to kneel beside me and gently guides his cock towards my lips. “You think you can take me too, baby?”
What type of question is that?
I eagerly open my mouth and extend my tongue. Both Ethan and Grayson moan as the latter feeds me his cock, one inch at a time.
“Yes, baby. Just like that. You take my cock so well,” Grayson praises as he strokes my sweaty blonde hair.
“Fuck, that’s so hot,” Ethan breathes.
He picks up speed that has a storm, a tempest, gathering inside of me, a tornado of sensations that scatter all thoughts in my head. But it’s not just him creating it. It’s both of them. My entire body becomes nothing but one huge nerve ending that they both light on fire.
Ethan’s hips turn jerky and erratic, and he immediately brings his hand to my clit, rubbing at it.
“I’m going to come, baby,” Grayson warns. “Do you want me to come in your mouth or on your perfect tits?”
In response to his question, I suck him even harder, and I feel his cock pulsate inside my mouth. Streams of liquid explode from him, and I greedily swallow every last drop. I’ve never been a particular fan of cum before, but there’s something about Grayson’s that intrigues me. Maybe because it’s from him, and I love him.
Grayson pulls out of me with a ragged exhale, then he uses the pad of his thumb to wipe away a stray droplet of cum on my lips.
“You did so good, baby. So fucking good.” He gently grabs my chin and forces my gaze to meet Ethan’s. “Now come for your other mate, okay? I want you to squeeze his cock. Milk him for all he’s worth. Can you do that for me? Can you be my good little slut and help Ethan come?”
I whimper and nod, bucking my hips upwards to match each of Ethan’s thrusts. He picks up the pace, and the force has my breasts bouncing.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Ethan chants as his movements become rough and irregular.
I come a split second before he does, intense pleasure crashing through me like a wave.
“FUCK!” Ethan roars as he comes as well, dropping his forehead to my chest. He plants a chaste, almost teasing kiss to my nipple. “Holy fuck, Izzy. That was…”
He struggles to find a word, but he doesn’t need to say anything. I understand completely.
“I know.”
