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“No,” I breathe.
“No one does,” he promises, and lets go, the force of it like a shove.
A shiver travels down my spine, and I bite down on my lip, attempting to quell the pent-up need threatening to explode.
Dev turns his back on us, taking a seat on the bed behind me by the sounds of it. “I think Julian’s boots need a shine.” I hesitate for a second but lean forward anyway. “Naked,” he adds, jolting me to a stop.
“Hate to see the leather go,” Julian sighs. “You look damn good in it.”
I get up and kick off my boots before shimmying out of the skin-tight pants. The compliment doesn’t set me on edge like it usually would, had he or anyone else said it. It makes me feel… powerful, in the same way Dev’s compliments do. I push the thought away and get down on all fours, arching my back deeply with my knees spread wide. Dev can see every inch of me back there. “This what you wanted, baby?” I ask. I can’t help the way my voice drips saccharine sweet. I don’t give him the chance to answer as I drop down and flatten my tongue along the toe of one black boot.
“God, he’s filthy, Dev.”
I tremble but continue laving away at the soft leather, working my tongue along the inner arch. This is one of my favorite things to do for Dev; I get so lost in it. I can already feel my mind clouding with fog.
Until a hard slap lands on my ass. “Fuck,” I breathe as my teeth collide with Julian’s boot, the sting radiating across my skin.
“Don’t stop now, Rome,” Dev grits out.
I push my ass back against his hand as I dive back in, licking the other boot. A slap lands on the other cheek, loud in the room even over the music still pounding outside these walls. I pant, dragging my tongue along the leather with more fervor, losing any technique I might’ve had.
My cock hangs between my legs, thick and aching. Even the cool air breezing over the precome-soaked slit threatens to undo me.
Next thing I know, Dev’s hand is colliding with each of my ass cheeks in rapid succession, a relentless volley that forces my teeth into my lip, the coppery taste of blood filling my mouth. Fire dances across my skin, but I don’t dare stop. I don’t want to stop—haven’t gotten to the arch yet.
"You’re doing so damn good. My boots are going to be spotless,” Julian says, and I can hear his hand sliding up and down his dick.
A whimper slips from me, and an embarrassing warmth floods my cheeks.
Julian continues on, tormenting me by saying all the right things. “Fuck, you should see yourself right now. Dev’s handprints are bright red on your ass, and you’re still doing such a good job cleaning me up. Your boyfriend’s a lucky fucking guy. I bet you do this for him all the time like the good little slut you are. Don’t you, sweetie?”
I nod fervently, nuzzling into the leather, inhaling its heady scent, until it dawns on me.
Sweetie? No one has ever called me that, and I’m glad because it sounds condescending as hell, but not just now. Not when it rolled off Julian’s tongue, rough like gravel.
Dev’s fingers dig into my neck as he rips me from Julian’s boots. He crowds in, pressing his back against mine. “Thank him,” he grits out.
I pant, my heart racing so fast that it aches. “Thank you, Julian,” I manage.
“You can do better than that.”
I swallow, trying to wet my dry throat, but it’s no use. My voice comes out raspy. “Thank you for letting me clean your boots. Th-they taste and smell like sex, and I wasn’t ready to stop. It m-made me so hot when you told me how good I did.” I can barely get the words out. It’s fucking humiliating, but my cock twitches anyway.
“That’s right,” Dev says as he plants a wet kiss on my cheek. I try turning my head to meet his lips, but he holds me still. “On the bed,” he tells me, short and clipped. I rise to my feet, knees aching as I do. Then, I climb up onto the bed on all fours again, just because I love making Devin crazy. He wants in me so badly; I don’t know how he’s kept his composure this long.
He whispers something in Julian’s ear, and he receives a nod in response. I watch as he kicks his boots off and sheds his ripped, black jeans. Julian situates himself on the bed, right in front of me, so my eyes are level with his dick. Devin kneads my sore ass cheek, sending tingles through my skin. “My best friend’s gonna fuck your face now, Rome.” My breath stutters. “You said his dick was massive. You want to choke on it?”
I lick my lips and nod, already imagining Julian losing his composure.
“Good, because I want to watch,” he says.
Julian’s hands cup both sides of my face, holding me still. I wrap my lips around his wide, flared head. Hunger bubbles up within me, and I suck with more intention. He lets me take the lead at first, so I can get him nice and wet.
Suddenly, Dev’s slick fingertip thrusts deep into my hole, right past the ring of muscle in one quick go. My moan is garbled around Julian’s cock, and it spurs him forward. He starts rocking into my mouth, gliding over my tongue, giving me time to adjust around him. Dev, wasting no time, works another finger in from the back. The muscles quiver around him, relaxing easily for those thick, calloused fingers I know so well.
Julian’s thumb tenderly strokes across my cheek, and I try to steady my breathing. He starts to speed up, and then slams into the back of my throat. I gag as he withdraws slightly, saliva flying from my mouth. Dev swirls his fingers along the outer walls of my entrance, stretching me methodically.
Dev buries his face in my shoulder and wraps his free hand around my throat as Julian continues his relentless thrusting. A third finger slides in easily, and my cock fucking weeps. I squeeze my eyes shut. “I know you fucking love it, baby,” he growls into my skin. I whimper at the endearment. “You’re being such a perfect whore for me and Julian, letting us fuck you from both ends.”
