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Noelle
No one has ever looked at me the way Colton and Sawyer are looking at me now.
It’s exhilarating, like standing at the center of a bullseye. There’s a flash of fear, a rush of excitement. Then the heady understanding that all the dirty, secret wishes I’ve been making are about to come true.
Asking for what I really wanted was a gamble. I could’ve lost them both, but I knew choosing one would inadvertently alienate the other. It was an impossible choice, one I refused to make. Because when it comes down to it, I’m a greedy girl.
I want both of them—on me, around me, inside me—at the same time.
And sometimes the only way to get exactly what you want is to ask for it.
“Touch me, Colton.”
The moment he gives in is like being gifted a wrapped present in the shape of the thing you wished for. You know what’s coming, but that doesn’t diminish the excitement of holding it in your hands.
He takes a seat on the bench beside me, as Sawyer’s hand begins its journey downward. Even after our feverish kiss, Colton’s touch is more tentative than Sawyer’s, whose hand glides along my inner thigh now, inching closer...
I try to spread my legs, but there isn’t much room between the men. Sawyer hooks my right leg over his knee, granting him better access to my pussy. I drape my left leg over Colton’s, hoping the contact will encourage him to continue touching me. He nibbles my earlobe as he cups my breast, circling my nipple with this thumb.
My pulse flutters. I’m vibrating from the inside, like a harp being plucked by four hands. Sawyer’s mouth consumes mine in a deep, wet kiss. I reach back to cradle Colton’s jaw. He kisses my palm, running his fingertips along the inside of my arm. It tickles, in a good way. I gasp.
I can tell they’re trying to avoid each other as they explore my body. This must be so fucking weird for them. I’m grateful their desire for me is strong enough to allow them to push back against the awkwardness.
Colton’s hands settle on my breasts and stay there. I break from Sawyer’s kiss to catch my breath, whimpering as Colton strums my nipples. I can feel their cocks against my splayed thighs, hard and insistent through their shorts.
I moan as Sawyer’s fingers make contact with my clit.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Sawyer rasps, and though I know he meanshotas insexy, the word fits in other respects, too. My body is a furnace, every point of contact a source of fuel for my inner fire. “I’ve wanted you from the moment we met in the alley. And the wanting you didn’t stop when I found out who you were.”
“Me, too.” I kiss him hard.
Colton scrapes his teeth along my shoulder, as his hands continue their welcome assault on my breasts. The combination of his touch, plus Sawyer’s fingers rubbing my clit, is overwhelming in the best way possible. I’m drowning in a sea of sensations. Surrounding me, filling me, carrying me away. I’m in over my head with these two men, which is right where I want to be.
It’s not until I’m moaning and rocking my hips with abandon that they really start to lose their inhibitions. I lose track of whose hands are on my breasts, whose lips I’m kissing. Their strokes overlap. My body is an unfamiliar landscape that they’ve set out to discover together.
But I don’t just want to lie back and take what they give me. I want to give them pleasure too.
Colton and Sawyer groan softly as my hands find their cocks underwater. From what I can tell by groping at their shorts, they’re both massive. My inner muscles contract at the thought of taking either of them inside me.
I desperately need to touch them without a barrier.
Sliding my hands beneath the waistbands of their shorts, I feel them for the first time. Colton’s cock is slightly thicker than Sawyer’s, but Sawyer’s has a nice upward curve, perfect for reaching those secret pleasure buttons. Quickly, they help me free their cocks from the confines of their shorts, then pick up where they left off on me.
I’ve never had sex with more than one person at a time. Having two hard cocks at my disposal fills my head with thousands of possibilities. I could ride one while sucking the other. Try to fit them both in my mouth at once—though considering their size, that would be a big project. I could let them take turns fucking me all night, one after the other, in different positions, until I literally pass out from orgasm overload.
Colton grasps my jaw, angling my face to the left so he can kiss me. I moan around his tongue as one of them slides two fingers into my pussy. I’m slippery from being so fucking turned on. Even so, whoever’s fingers they are, they’re thick. Not as thick as their cocks, but thick enough that it actually feels like I’m being fucked by something.
Sawyer swears softly against my ear. I round my palm over the head of his cock, making him gasp.
“I want to fuck you so bad, little sister,” he says. Hearing him call me his sister in this context makes me squirm. I’m ashamed to admit that I sort of enjoy it, the way I can only appreciate certain types of porn when I’m already turned on. “I want to watch your tits bounce as you ride my cock. I want to pin your wrists to the bed as I lick your pussy till you beg me to stop.”
My clit pulses as I imagine all the filthy things Sawyer wants to do to me. Colton must be doing the same, because he’s breathing heavily. The fingers on my clit stroke faster, as the ones inside me pick up their pace. I want to know what Colton’s thinking. My stern, silent grizzly.
“What do you want, Colton?” I ask. “Tell me.”
His cock swells in my fist.
“I want to feel you come around my fingers,” Colton rasps.
