Page 63 of His Turn

“Fuck, yes,” Jordan says. “Don’t stop.”

Nadia smiles at me. I push on her head to give her encouragement she clearly doesn’t need, and she stuffs the fat heads of both our cocks into her mouth.

Good fucking God.

Drool drips down her chin as she pulls back, and then she says, “Fuck it,” in a low, heady voice, as she gets up, straddles us, and then lowers her pussy down. Jordan’s hand is there to guide her, scrambling to stuff himself inside her as I do the same.

Nadia moans. Jesus fucking…

“Yes,” she says.

I want to come right now.

“Yes,” she moans again. “Hurt me,” she whispers. “Hurt me just like that.”

I don’t even pay attention to what she’s saying, let alone what it might mean. And neither does Jordan. He’s sitting up now too. We’re practically hugging each other as we hold her. His hands are all over her breasts as he kisses her neck.

My hands are on her hips, moving her to the rhythm we’re creating together.

I kiss her face, then feel Jordan’s breath on her neck and lean down to kiss him too. He grabs my hair, pulling me into it, and he moans into my mouth as Nadia throws her head back and starts panting out our names. “Jordan,” she sighs. “Elias. Yes. Yes. Make me come. Choke me and make me—”

Jordan’s hand is wrapped across her jaw, his palm squeezing her upper throat. It’s a serious choke and she gasps until he loosens his grip. I take his other hand and push it down to her pussy, urging him to play with her clit.

She comes undone at that move. Goes completely fucking wild. Wriggling, and bouncing, her fingernails digging into my shoulder. And still… Jordan’s mouth is there on mine. His tongue pushing against me. Pushing inside me.

I come first. Jordan moans, fisting my hair as he turns his head aside and bites her shoulder. He comes next, his hot semen mixing with mine.

And then Nadia just… loses it. She goes limp, falling back into Jordan, making him crash back into the bed pillows. My cock slips out and I watch the milky-white cream of our desire leak through the lips of her pussy. I push my fingers inside her, coating them with slickness, and pump them until she’s screaming my name. Screaming Jordan’s name.

I take them out, slide up the bed until I’m on top of them both, my cock still hard, my hips still grinding against Jordan’s, and stick my fingers in her mouth.

“This is what submission means, Nadia. Total surrender to everything you ever thought was forbidden. Welcome to my world.”

She licks me, sucks my fingers, her tongue playing with them inside her mouth. Keeps her eyes closed.

And then I fall off to the side, utterly satisfied and spent. Jordan’s hand reaching for me. For us.

It’s real, I think, lying there in the midst of heavy breathing and complete exhaustion.

This is fucking real.