Page 74 of Dance or Die


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I press my thighs together. I ache so bad. I’ve never ached this bad. I’ve never been this aroused.

They both turn me so Presley can have my mouth.

He groans, sounding pained when I reach between us and grasp his hardness through his pants. I reach behind me, letting the alcohol take away my inhibitions, and I grip Carter’s too as he tortures the skin between my jaw and shoulder. We rock together, all of us drunk, and all of us delirious with need.

I need more… I need less. My legs are jelly. My body is alive in a completely new way.

Somebody’s hand dips into my panties, I don’t know whose. I don’t care either. I rock towards them, leaning on them both for support.

A year ago I never thought I’d want even one man, I hated the idea of ever being what I was before to any man that ever touched me, and here I am between two, and both seem to know exactly what they’re doing.

Hands grasp my breasts. Lips are on mine. Lips are on my neck. Fingers are rolling my slippery clit back and forth so fast I just know I’m going to come soon.

“Oh God,” I pant. “Oh fuck… fuck…” My body tightens, my thighs press together and my hands on their cocks squeeze as my orgasm implodes every cell in my body, sucking all energy to my pleasure sensors. Presley slams his mouth over mine as my orgasm continues to burn around my body, almost killing me in the process.

“Whoa,” I breathe, and look into Presley’s eyes. They’re glowing in the dark. “I think… I’m dead…”

“I hope not,” Carter whispers and audibly chokes when I push my hand past the waistband of his pants and grasp his cock at an awkward angle. “Okay, we’re doing that now…”

Presley relaxes back against the truck with a smug grin on his face. “Have at it, Scandal.”

I work on his button, not easy to do one handed and then I laugh when they both rush to open their pants per my command. Presley is the first to drop his and I baulk at his girth. Carter is more length but they’ve both got incredible-looking cocks.

I smile at them in the dark, kiss them both one more time and then drop to my knees.

“Whoa,” Carter protests, gripping my hair as I hold his length in my hand, and Presley’s. They are both pointing directly at me, twitching like impatient snakes. “You don’t have to do that… you can just jack me— Oh Jesus.” I swallow the head. Blowjobs are something I’m well versed in but this is the first time I have ever wanted to do it. “Oh my God.”

“Good?” Presley asks Carter as I move my hand up and down his dick.

“Yep,” Carter squeaks, sounding more chew toy than human, and shifts his position. He blows out a breath and gently holds my head. His body spasms as I suck up and down, using my tongue to massage the underside as my fingers play with his balls.

“My turn.” Presley grabs my hair and gently yanks me his way.

I release Carter with a pop and laugh a little when Presley taps his against my lower lip. He’s so wide I find it hard to get my mouth around it. My jaw is going to ache. I am so fucking drunk but not so drunk that I don’t want this. And not so drunk that I’m not enjoying every second.

“She wasn’t done yet,” Carter whines, taking my hand and pumping it up and down his shaft.

Presley reacts much the same way Carter did, but he hisses and rocks his hips in time with me.

“This is insane,” he murmurs, sounding like he’s lost in heaven. Or at least I hope he is. “This is so fucking insane.”

I work him faster and faster, my jaw throbs, my head is spinning, but I have never felt the type of pleasure I feel at pleasing these two. There’s something so powerful about it. Something so safe in doing this with these two.

Carter drags me back to him.

“Oh come on, man.” Presley looks down at me, his eyes hungry.

I giggle a little around Carter’s length, smiling when he picks up the pace, clearly enjoying himself. I love the way he moans and whispers curse words under his breath, as well as my name. It’s so hot.

“You okay down there, gorgeous?” Presley asks.

I wag my brows at him and flash my eyes.

“She’s just fine,” Carter responds through gritted teeth. His breathing is labored, his cock is swelling.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy, which is kinda weird to think while you have another guy’s dick in your mouth.” He pulls me back to him and pushes it past my lips without apology. His smile is mischievous. “Much better.”

“Oh fuck… oh shit… I’m gonna…” Carter’s hands both close over mine and he starts rocking his hips aggressively. I twist my head, resting Presley against my inner cheek and watch as his seed spills onto the ground, shining when it catches the light.

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