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“She really is.” Sawyer pets the side of my face. “Let’s see if we can paint even more color onto those rosy cheeks.”
With my hands firmly out of the way, they join forces at my breasts. I moan as each man takes a nipple into his mouth. Desire throbs in my pelvis like a deep bass beat. I hump the air, dying for contact against my clit.
They abandon my nipples to explore the remaining territory of my breasts. Pretty soon, my skin is shining with their saliva. It’s like they’re determined to taste every inch of me before returning to devour my nipples. I moan as they draw firmly on the tender points, desperate to rub my clit against something.
Fingertips brush my mound, followed by the heat and pressure of a whole hand. I sigh, grateful for the contact. But it’s far from enough. Bracing my feet on the bed, I push against the palm, which lifts with me, until its touch is barely a whisper.
“Please,” I beg. “Please touch my clit. I need you to touch my clit. I’ll do anything if you just touch my clit.”
Colton’s lips curve around my nipple. I surmise he’s the one denying my clit her much needed relief.
Sawyer’s hand glides up my inner thigh, stopping at the crease. I whimper as both men grind their hard, demanding cocks against my hips, making sure I don’t forget for a second how bad they want me.
I don’t recall them discussing this plan to torture me, but who knows what silent conversations they were having while I was mercilessly teasing their cocks.
“You want us to stroke your clit?” Sawyer asks.
I nod frantically. “Yes, please.”
“How bad do you want it?” Colton whispers against my neck.
“So fucking bad,” I tell him. “Please...”
My skin erupts into goose flesh as they sweep and skim their fingertips over my mound. I hook my legs over their hips, spreading my thighs to give them as much access as possible. However, lack of access clearly isn’t what’s stopping them from giving my clit the attention she needs. Every inch of my body is completely at their mercy.
I can’t see past their heads, so I don’t know whose fingers dip inside my opening until I hear Sawyer groan.
“She’s so fucking wet,” he rasps.
I’m pretty sure I feel a second set of fingers at my opening, which Colton soon confirms.
“Fuck, she’s drenched.” Colton’s hand tightens around my wrist, as two thick fingers push inside my pussy.
I moan. The first set of fingers withdraws and is immediately replaced by a second set. They take turns finger-fucking me, until finally, after what feels like an eternity, one of those slippery sets of fingers lands on my clit.
Pleasure froths inside me. My body jolts to life like water in a hot tub. I don’t know whose fingers are in my pussy and whose are on my clit. I only know that I don’t want either of them to stop.
Taking my nipple into his mouth, Sawyer watches my face as they both tend to me. I’m pretty sure the color he wanted to see in my cheeks has long surpassed his hopes.
Closing my eyes, I focus on the tension building inside me. I wish I could crack myself open and show them exactly what they’re doing to me. How good they’re making me feel. The only thing I could do is give them equal pleasure in turn, but when I try to move my hands, they squeeze my wrists tighter.
Colton nips the underside of my breast. “Right now, your job is to lie here and take everything we give you.”
The tension in my pelvis rises, like water coming up to boil. The fingers on and inside me refuse to let up. My inner muscles clench as my clit pulses against the fingers rubbing it. I moan as my pleasure boils over, rippling outward from deep within my pussy to the very tips of my fingers and toes.
A few seconds after the fingers leave my pussy, Sawyer’s hand appears, glossy with my arousal. He wipes some of the slickness onto my nipples, which both men then lick clean.
They release my wrists, then guide me to sit between them, supported by their strong arms and firm chests. I surrender my face, neck, and shoulders for their kisses. The echoes of my orgasm continue to reverberate, like waves in a hollow shell. I’m cavernous and open, capable of swallowing the universe with one gulp.
As I sit, panting and sweating, I can feel Colton and Sawyer breathing heavily, their cocks hard and ready to go.
I want to be full of them. I want to be stretched taut. Pulled and strained until I have no choice but to break apart like crashing waves.
“I need one of you to fuck my pussy,” I tell them. “While the other—” I can’t believe what I’m about to suggest. “—fucks my ass.”
Sawyer and Colton share a loaded glance, their expressions unreadable. This is it, I realize. I’ve pushed them too far, asked for too much.
I’ve finally found their hard limit.
