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J.P. spun Cole around then and pressed his shoulders, encouraging Cole to take position. Hooded with lust, the soft amber of Cole’s eyes locked onto me from under his thick lashes. He looked simply irresistible in that moment. I spread my legs to get back to work on that orgasm I’d promised. Cole rested his head on my thigh.
I licked my lips. “Looks like I’m not the only one watching tonight.”
Cole’s gaze tipped upward at me. “You smell so good.”
“Ask her for a taste,” J.P. said. “I think you want to.”
My eyes flicked up to J.P. That wicked grin of his was becoming addictive.
“Teamwork, right? Let him help you get off,” J.P. said.
I nodded my head so eagerly, my brain rattled.
Cole made a sound, half sigh, half grunt before he kissed my clit with his soft, puckered lips. He did it again as I watched him. The kisses were so reverent and cherishing. For a second, it was as if there were only the two of us there as I tried to reconcile what it was doing to me to see him sip on my clit like it was the happiest moment of his life. Then his mouth opened with a choked puff of air, hot on my wetness. The moan was next, and I knew J.P. had entered him.
Looking up at me for a heartbeat, a smile crept onto his lips. It remained as he lowered his head back between my legs. One slow, smooth lick of my pussy followed. Another moan against my labia and he dove his tongue into my hole. I arched into him, wanting more.
J.P. picked up the pace, and Cole rocked forward with heavier breaths as he continued to lick me. I placed one hand on his head, threading my fingers into his usually perfectly constructed boyish mop and pulled him closer.
“Tell Kara how much you love being fucked," J.P. said. “I’m sure she would love to hear you say that.”
“Yes, yes, I would,” I panted back at them.
Cole’s face bloomed red as he raised his head to look at me, which I took for embarrassment. Then a conspiratorial grin followed with an irresistible bit of tongue appearing on his teeth. His face was full of desire and not an ounce of shame. “I love being fucked”
“Yeah, I think I like how you sound saying that too, pretty boy.” J.P. fucked him faster and harder. “But enough talking. Get back to work on Kara’s clit. Looks like she’s going to pop any second.”
He wasn’t wrong.
Cole pressed his mouth to my pussy, covering all of it, all hot and wet, and twirled his tongue around my sensitive bud. His fingers dug into my hips, almost painfully. He was holding on tight as we both rocked with the force of J.P.’s thrusts. The connection was undeniable, the three of us racing to the finish together. And when J.P. locked his gaze onto me, staring with blazing blue irises, assaulting my resolve to swear off cock forever, I found myself wanting to be taken into the abyss, not yanked into it by force because I was too chicken shit to jump on my own.
“Come,” he said, and his voice was low and insistent. There was no pause in his motion, no skipping of a beat. The slaps of flesh in the air worked in harmony with my quickening breath. I was on the edge of it.
“Don’t be stubborn, Kara. Don’t be a bad girl. Come all over Cole’s face.”
Cole slipped two fingers inside my pussy, revving me up like an engine. J.P. never broke eye contact with me. I don’t even think I saw him blink.
“Come because your husband has such a tight, luscious hole. He deserves a reward. Don’t be a selfish brat.”
I shuddered the moment he said that last word, gushing all over Cole with a moan that tore into the air.
“Fuck...” Cole said. “You squirted.” He pressed his face back onto me, sipping on the bounty.
“Oh...it’s too much.” I backed away.
“No such thing,” J.P. said. “Lick everywhere but her clit, Cole. We’re going to make an addict out of her.”
I spread my legs again for Cole, but really, I spread them for J.P., because that’s what he’d wanted me to do.
Cole was careful to follow J.P’s instructions, running his tongue everywhere but the electrically charged bundle of nerves that was my swollen clitoris. J.P. was right. There could never be too much of this. My head lolled to the side as I watched Cole chase every drop of climax with his languid licks. I was beyond orgasmic now, floating somewhere in oblivion where there was nothing but sensation.
Then Cole started to grunt, and he pulled his hand from my hip to reach for his cock.
“I can feel you pulsing on my dick, Cole.” J.P. slapped his ass once. “Kara, don’t you think one favor deserves another?” He pulled on Cole's shoulder, prompting him to stand upright. Cole continued to stroke himself while J.P. pounded into him.
I hurried to my knees, balancing on the couch cushions and placing my hands on Cole’s thighs for support. He came on my face, my neck, my chest.
J.P. tore away from Cole and added to the sticky mess until I was soaked with both of them.
“Damn...” J.P. puffed out. He let out one last heavy breath and dropped onto the sofa next to me.
Cole grabbed his shirt, holding it out to me as an offering. I took it to wipe my face. “I’m not sure who won that bet,” he said, and his tone was only mildly humorous.
“That was what you call a win-win scenario,” J.P. said.
I chuckled. They wouldn’t get any arguments from me.
