Page 151 of Breathe Like Hell

But I was fairly certain they wanted to fuck each other. Or at least do more than argue. I knew Micah was bisexual, but I’d never asked Mason. I didn’t really need to ask to understand the way he’d been staring at Micah with his hand wrapped around his dick, though. He’d stared at Micah like he wanted him to make him come. Not like he wanted him to let me use my mouth again, but like he wanted Micah’s hand to get him there.

The feeling of buzzing silicone on my clit ripped me right out of my thoughts about it.

“Oh, my God,” I choked out. I was going to combust.

“Yeah?” Micah held the vibrator between my legs, staring up at me through his straight eyelashes. He held it steady, barely brushing my clit, but I had the freedom to move my hips. I rolled and swirled and bucked, pressing my needy clit against the vibrator, grinding into the silicone.

“Oh, my God. Yeah.”

Every single atom that comprised me was drenched in this ecstasy.

Mason pushed two thick fingers inside of me, curling and stretching and stroking.

My orgasm was right there, knotting in my core, growing bigger, hotter, brighter, the wave barely starting to crest.

I kept swiveling my hips, clenching on Mason’s fingers, rubbing my swollen clit on the vibrator until the pleasure was too much, the knot was too tight, everything narrowing to a single point…

Then it exploded.

Washing over me in wave after wave while I moaned and panted.

From the tips of my breasts to the deepest part of my core, pleasure compounded and mixed, swathing me in it. I cried out, mumbling an unintelligible string of curses.

I was grabbing both their wrists, trying to get their hands away from my sensitive pussy as it spasmed, more wetness dripping out of me. I pressed my thighs together, chest heaving as I opened my eyes and tried to get my surroundings again.

“Open your legs,” Micah growled, looming over me as I shivered and stared up, wide-eyed. He had his shorts tugged down, cock out like he was about to fuck me. When my obedience was delayed, he grabbed my inner thighs, forcefully prying them apart to expose the place he apparently planned to fuck. “That wasn’t a request.”

Things were moving too fast for my disbelief to catch up with me, for me to wonder why either of them were letting things go this far.

Mason was kneeling near my head as Micah did the same between my thighs, both of their erections fully exposed and ready.

Okay. Fuck.

My heart was about to explode out of my chest.

I took shaky breaths as Micah pushed his cock against my soaked pussy, just barely working his way in. Mason brushed my hair out of my face, then bracketed my throat with his hand.

Micah began to thrust into me, grinding deep. I was still so wholly aroused from my previous orgasm I could hardly process the magnitude of sensations wrecking me. My nipples were still stiff and wet with their saliva when I circled my fingertips around them, skimming up and over the sensitive peaks, causing a shiver to trickle down my spine. My entire body was on fire.

“Open your mouth, baby,” Mason instructed. “Stick your tongue out.”

I did both without hesitation, keeping my eyes on his.

He crudely slapped his hard cock against my tongue a few times, then started pushing into my mouth, his abs flexing, his hands on my throat and my head, holding me where he wanted me.

Micah pinned my thighs wide open, fucking me harder as I sucked Mason. I reached down to frantically rub my clit, eyes rolling back. Micah smacked my hand away and I almost pouted before I saw what he’d grabbed. The vibrator. Again.

“I decide when you come, baby girl.”

“I—”

“Before you protest, also remember I decide how many times you come. I could fuck you all day. You’re going to tire long, long before I do. So I’d watch my mouth if I were you.”

He pressed the vibrator to my clit, and it was genuinely humiliating how fucking fast I was about to come again. It didn’t even take a full minute before I was clenching on Micah’s cock. But he didn’t move the toy, continuing to roll it over my throbbing clit.

“Greedy,” he murmured.

Mason shoved his cock back into my mouth to keep me quiet, pushing deeper into my throat and making me gag.