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Grabbing his cock, I roll myself on top of Hunter and sink myself down onto his cock. His eyes widen in surprise, his mouth hanging open in a silent moan as my hips move up and down. He shudders, his hands grabbing me, moving me faster.
“Fuck, Rachel,” he moans. “You’re so wet.”
I grind myself against him and bite my lip, trying to swallow my cry of pleasure. Lucas moves behind me, and I feel his hands pushing at my back. I fall forward, my arms holding me up on either side of Hunter’s face. My tongue slides against Hunter’s lips while Lucas spreads my cheeks. I wait in anticipation— for that wondrous pain, needing it. My insides tighten around Hunter as I feel Lucas pressing into me.
Hunter’s eyes roll to the back of his head, and he moans as Lucas thrusts deeper into me. “Fuck,” Hunter groans, his dick reawakening inside me.
Lucas presses his head against my back. His breath tickles my skin. He thrusts harder, and I cry out. My hands grip the blankets, twisting them while I grind myself against Lucas. Hunter’s hands grab my breasts, pinching and twisting my nipples and making me cry out again. Hunter and Lucas move, at first sliding in and out of me at different times before settling on a rhythm. With each and every thrust I feel myself getting closer to my climax. I wiggle against them, searching for more of that sensation.
Hunter seizes my lips, moaning into me as his tongue tangles with mine. Lucas thrusts harder and I wrench myself away from Hunter, gasping for breath and trying to bite back my cries. Fingers touch my chin, pulling it away from Hunter. Lucas meets my eyes, his hand holding me to him as his lips press against me. Hunter kisses my neck and I thrust against him, before moving my bottom against Lucas.
Lucas moans, releasing me and grabbing my hips. I gasp when he thrusts deep and hard, moving fast. Hunter’s head tosses and turns. His hands grabbing my wrists while he moves into me.
“Fuck, Lucas,” he groans. “Don’t-” he gasps “-if you do that, I will come.”
At the sound of his voice cracking, my body shivers and tightens. Hunter’s body moves more frantically. “Fuck, I can’t stop,” Hunter whines. “I don’t have a condom on, and I can’t stop.”
I don’t know why, but his voice and his words are turning me on even more. My body moves faster, thrusting against his. Hunter whimpers and gasps, his eyes snapping closed while he clenches his jaw, but still, he’s unable to stop those lustful sounds from escaping his lips.
Lucas’s breath heats my ear. “Are you going to come, Hunter?”
My insides tighten and Hunter cries out. Lucas grabs me, wrenching me off Hunter. I feel myself going backwards, feel Lucas’s dick going deeper inside me. My eyes widen as I watch Hunter come. The liquid dripping down his swollen and twitching dick. He lies on the bed, limp and in his own jizz. His chest heaves as he gasps for breath and his hands release the blankets he’s been clenching this entire time.
Lucas nips at my ear, my neck. His hand moves to the front while the other keeps me secure against him. Seeing Hunter like this makes me even wetter, and my entire body shudders when I feel Lucas’s fingers pressing inside me, stroking my clit. His dick moves into me. At this angle, it’s hard for him to thrust, but I don’t care. I feel so good right now. I feel like at any minute I’m going to come.
Hunter moans, grabbing his dick, now slowly becoming limp. “That was so fucking good,” he murmurs. He slowly lifts his body up. His eyes are still glossy, his lips still swollen. He pushes himself up and comes to me, spreading my legs wide and batting Lucas’s fingers away.
I watch Hunter lick his lips, then go down onto his stomach and lean towards my womanhood. My whole body spasms as his tongue flicks against my clit. Lucas shushes me as he moves inside me. His cock is pulsing inside me. He’s so thick and long. All I want him to do is thrust deep and hard into me, but I don’t want Hunter to stop.
My head lulls backwards onto Lucas’s shoulder, and I stare up at the ceiling, giving my body to these boys to worship, never wanting them to stop. I gasp when fingers enter inside me again. My hands fly to Hunter’s hair, grasping the strands. I’m getting closer. I’m flying. My body is wound so tight I feel like it’s going to implode at any point.
Lucas moans in my ear, and I move my body against him, urging him to thrust harder. His moans become shrill, and I feel his cock twitching, near to bursting. “Come for me, Rachel,” Lucas whispers in my ear. “Let me see you come.”
I gasp, my eyes widening as I feel my body slipping over the edge. My hands in Hunter’s hair tighten, and I throw back my head, releasing my climatic scream. Lucas shudders behind me, and with one last small thrust, I feel him filling me deep inside. My whole body shakes as my orgasm continues taking me.
Hunter pushes my hands away, lifting his gaze to mine and placing a quick kiss on my lips. He smiles back at me as I lean against Lucas, completely satisfied. Lucas moves from behind, sliding himself out of me before replacing me back into his arms. He kisses my cheek and neck before stroking my hair away from my face.
“My boys,” I whisper while glancing between them. “You’re my boys. You will always be mine.”
Hunter’s smile widens and he rests his head against my leg. I stroke his hair, enjoying this small intimacy. Our relationship isn’t perfect. It will never be perfect, but at least we know we can speak freely around each other and be honest.
Now, I need to speak with Seth.
I grimace. Hopefully, that won’t go as terribly as I expect it to.
20
ALEX
It’sbeentwoweekssince Rachel was at my apartment, her fingers in my hair, her green eyes upon my face. Two weeks since she was underneath me, her mouth against mine, her tongue dancing with me. I grimace at my locker, my shoulders tensing while I will the memories away. My hand on my locker door tightens, the bite of the metal digging into my palm.
It’s been two weeks since Rachel and I had a decent conversation. She hasn’t skipped any of our French classes; however, she has made it pretty well known she doesn’t want to talk about that night. Almost as if she wants us to pretend like it never happened.
But how can I do that?
I even tried talking to her about it today after class, but she refused to look at me when she said,“I’m sorry, Alex, but I have a lot going on right now. I need some space.”
All I could do was watch her walk away from me and disappear into the crowd of students.Space, she says. How do I give her space when we are partners in French class? I don’t want to be this needy, useless blob I’ve become, but I don’t know what to do to get her to like me.
