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“This evening will be many things, but easy may not be one of them.” Martin smirked. “Stand in front of Julian. He can watch while I undress you.”
Oh!
Somehow her wobbly legs took her across the room. Julian leaned back in the chair, never taking his eyes away from her. He reached for her glass and set it on the floor next to him. While Martin had been talking to her, Julian had removed his shirt and t-shirt, leaving him in nothing but his pants. He’d unbuckled his belt and undone his button. She followed the faint line of hair that disappeared into his pants. She wanted to drop to her knees and take him in her mouth, showing him how much she hungered for him.
When Martin came up behind her, she lost her focus, dropping her gaze to the floor. He must have removed his shirt, because his warm, muscular chest pressed against her bare back.
“This dress.” He traced his fingers down her spine, stopping when he got to the zipper. “Was made for you.” He gripped the zipper between his thumb and finger, slowly lowering it.
The sleek, gray dress was super hot and made her feel all kinds of sexy. She couldn’t help but notice the desire in both of her companions’ expressions when she emerged from the guest bedroom a few hours earlier. That had set the tone of the evening. Knowing how much they both craved her gave her a newfound sense of confidence. One she hoped she could maintain throughout the night.
She tensed when Martin swept his fingers across her back, kissing her shoulders as the dress dropped to the floor. “Focus on Julian.” The low tone in his voice caused a shiver to course through her. “He has given you the green light for this. Just remember that.”
When her gaze reconnected with Julian’s, she smiled. Martin brought his hands to the clasp of her strapless bra and unhooked it. She glanced down as the black lace fell on top of her dress. Her nipples hardened when he smoothed his palms over them. Cupping her left breast in his hand, he trailed his right hand down her stomach. She sucked in a breath when he glided his fingers inside her panties. Taking his time, he circled his finger along her opening as he squeezed her breast in his hand. Julian’s eyes darkened when Martin pushed inside her. A small moan tumbled from her lips when he added a second finger.
“Play with me.” He slid his hand over her hip and took her hand in his, bringing it to her stomach, he slipped both of their hands inside her panties.
Julian leaned forward, opening and closing his palm as he intently watched Martin’s next movement.
Martin pressed her middle finger inside her before adding his. He controlled the pace, moving both of their fingers in and out of her, gradually increasing the tempo. Resting the back of her head on his chest, she closed her eyes and allowed him total access to her. He gently kissed her neck, taking her other hand and placing it over her breast. He skillfully maneuvered her finger and thumb so that she rolled her nipple between them, but he had all the influence. It may have been her touch that pleasured her, but he was the puppeteer, the master. Working her fingers, he brought her to the edge of insanity. Slow, gradual, the building from within her crept up, and before she realized it, she hit the cusp and began a downward spiral into ecstasy.
“Not yet.” Martin halted his actions.
She sighed, clenching around both of their fingers.
“I could allow petulance tonight.” He quietly laughed. “I could allow many things tonight, but you have to let me get you there.”
“You were getting me there,” she admitted.
“But I’m feeling left out.” Julian stood and came toward her. Taking her face between his hands, he pressed his lips to hers hard, exerting his dominance in every ounce of that kiss.
Martin guided her hand out of her panties and up Julian’s chest. Julian grabbed her wrist as Martin released her from his hold, stepping back as Julian sucked her arousal coated finger into his mouth. The warmth of his tongue heated her skin, making her core prickle with lust.
“I love the way you taste,” Julian whispered. “Especially when you’re all worked up and ready to explode.”
“I could explode for you.” She kissed him. “Whatever you want. I’ll do.”
“You don’t have anything to prove.” He took her hand and rubbed it over his erection. “Do you see what watching you has done to me? The lengths you’ll go to please me. Your submission is exquisite.”
When Martin had returned from across the room, he dangled a black, silk scarf over her shoulder, handing it to Julian. “I have to agree.” He took her arms and secured them behind her back, clasping both her wrists in his hand. The force of his hold excited her. “You’re not at all like the submissives I train with, but what the two of you share works and that’s all that matters.”
“I wouldn’t want to do this any other way.” Julian kissed her gently just before placing the scarf over her eyes. “Or with anyone else.”
Darkness surrounded her, but she didn’t seem to mind. Once Julian secured the blindfold, he swiped his lips along hers, kissing her slowly as Martin kept her hands in his strong hold. She wondered if that was his way of keeping her from twitching.
They guided her across the room. Martin released her as Julian slithered his hand down her stomach and to her panties. He knelt in front of her while Martin wrapped his arms around her from behind. Julian tugged on her panties, taking his time to glide them down her legs. Martin held her steady as Julian worked the underwear from her ankles. Once they were off, he skimmed his hands up her legs, grasping her hips. Reaching out, she ran her fingers through his hair. Martin took her forearms in his hold, resting her back against his chest. She moaned when Julian ran his lips along her mound, spreading her open and swirling his tongue inside her. Her legs buckled, but Martin kept her still, moving his jaw against the side of her face. She instinctively turned her lips to him.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered.
“I... Oh...”
Julian gripped her thigh as he pushed his finger into her.
Martin tugged on her hair. “Focus.”
“Kiss me,” she said.
The sensations these two men drew from her were like none she had ever experienced. With one hand still in Julian’s hair, she tossed the other over Martin’s shoulder, cupping the back of his head as he passionately kissed her. Rocking her pelvis forward, she moved in time with Julian’s tongue. Martin’s mouth was fiercely working hers while Julian brought her to the edge with his. The two held nothing back as they brought her into overdrive. She shook with anticipation, tilting her hips forward, breathing heavy, and hoping that they didn’t stop.
