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TWENTY-FIVE
‘DON’T MESS WITH MY MIND’ EMO
Lexi
Luce speaks to me with such sincerity that I feel it deep in my bones. He might have considered walking away, and who can blame the man, but knowing that he couldn’t…it has my heart beating fast in my chest.
I lean forward and press my lips to his in a quick kiss, but he cups the back of my head, holding me hostage to his unyielding tongue. My body responds instantly, every nerve ending lighting up like a Christmas tree, my stomach tumbling like I’m free falling from a plane. Without breaking the kiss, he stands from the table, stepping closer and wrapping his casted arm around my waist.
His fingers come around my neck, the rough pads send shocks of pleasure through me as my fingers grip his shirt like it’s the only thing keeping me from falling. I feel Gio instinctively before I feel him physically. His scent of gunpowder and cloves wraps around me, mixing perfectly with Luce’s butane from his zippo lighter and peppermint. Gio pulls my jacket free from my arms before spinning me toward him. My head swims when Gio’s lips come down on mine, my body helpless to the touch of them both.
“We need you, sweetness.” Luce’s rough voice, coupled with how his hard cock grinds into my ass, has me moaning into Gio’s mouth.
They need me. Not someone else, not someone who’s perfect and without blemish, they want me. I pull away from them both, feeling emboldened by their hungry eyes as they watch me like predators tracking their prey. Instead of fear, I feel this wanton desire to please them.
I slowly gather the hem of my loose shirt and pull it over my head, my pink lace bra barely hiding my hard nipples, before unbuttoning my jeans. I chew on my lip, doing my best to be as sexy as possible but feeling more like a baby gazelle in front of lions. Especially with these tight skinny jeans.
Luckily, I get them off without falling on my ass.
I belatedly realize all my new scars are on display as I stand here in my thong and bra, but I will not allow myself to hide my badges of survival. This is who I am, scars and all, and that’s who these two men will get, a fucking queen.
I cock a brow, looking pointedly at their clothes, “Take them off.”
I’m surprised at how strong my voice comes out, but the fact is, Luce and Gio drive me insane with lust and need.
As if they choreographed it, they both reach up and pull their shirts off in that sexy way guys do before undoing their jeans. I know that this isn’t our first time being together, but for what I have in mind, I feel like it is.
Their chests rise and fall heavily, like it’s taking all their will power to continue standing back instead of rushing toward me and having their way. Luce’s tattooed chest and pierced nipples have me biting my lip harder, while Gio’s hands clench at his sides, the veins in his arms bulging deliciously.
Fuck me, they’re devilish.
“Gio, you’ve always told me I’m in charge, so I’m asking for the same from you, Luce.”
They look at each other, Gio’s curly hair hanging over his eyes and Luce’s straight hair sits mused on his head. They look like brothers.
They nod in unison before Gio speaks, “Tell us what you want, baby.”
Butterflies swarm my stomach, my bravery flying out the window with the words stuck on my tongue. I want to tell them that I want to see them together, but I’m suddenly too nervous to voice it. So, I take up the four steps toward them and wrap one hand around both of their necks, bringing them both down to me and kissing them together. Stars dance behind my lids as I lick the seam of their lips, practically begging them to join.
They do, and fuck, it’s a glorious thing.
Our tongues slide together in a three partner dance, creating a tempo that is all our own, Luce and Gio both moaning as they get a little rougher. Slowly, I open my eyes and move back, loving the way they continue to kiss each other, their hands gripping each other’s necks like they’ve wanted this for far too long.
The way they move, their heads turning sideways and deepening the kiss, bringing their bodies closer but not touching. It’s sweet torture. Their brief-covered cocks are hard as rods, tenting the fabric like they’d like to kiss each other as well.
I slowly go down to my knees as they continue to tangle their tongues together, dragging my hands down their bodies as I go. I look up at them, grinning when they simultaneously jerk their attention down to me as I tuck my fingers beneath the hem of their briefs. I ignore the swarm of nervous energy in my chest and pull them both free. I’ve never done this before, but even in my life before Alan, sex was something I found freeing. I wasn’t promiscuous per se, but I did love to partake in a little tumble between the sheets when the opportunity presented itself.
I’ve always wanted to try a threesome, of course, I always figured it’d be with a girl, but this is so much better.
It doesn’t hurt that I’m in love with Gio and falling for Luce.
I wrap my fingers around their girths, feeling their velvety skin burn hot in my palms. Gio’s is wider, but Luce is in no way a small man, his length can reach places I never felt touched before. I bring my lips to Gio’s while pumping Luce.
“Fuck, baby,” Gio hisses when I lick the precum from the tip of his cock, swirling it with my tongue before giving Luce’s the same attention. I suck him down once, gagging when he hits the back of my throat. I look up at them as I switch to Gio, loving how they’re staring at one another with heated eyes. I slide down Gio’s cock, pulling lightly on Luce to get them closer together before coming up for air. I pulp both of them in sync, touching their crowns together in a delicious kiss before sliding my tongue over both of them.
“Fuck this.” Luce growls before pulling Gio flush to him and slamming his lips down on his. Their cocks crush between them, my hands still holding them together, so I lace my fingertips and stroke them, loving how they moan into each other’s mouths, their hips grinding into one another.
After a few moments, I pull my hands away, watching how they rub on one another, their hands groping and voices groaning. I sit on the couch watching them, loving how they are completely oblivious of me.
