Page 57 of Pivot Point


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As Niko offered up sweet torture with the flick of his tongue and the graze of his teeth, I squirmed between the two of them. My pussy was throbbing with need.

Jasper didn’t leave me hanging. As my head tipped back against his shoulder, he dropped one hand to tuck in between my legs.

A full moan reverberated from my chest. I rocked with the rhythmic gestures of his fingers as they slid over my clit and the slickness of my opening.

“I think you could put that mouth to even better use, Okabe,” he said in a low voice that practically made me come all by itself.

Niko released my breast to shoot a brilliant grin at both of us and sank to his knees. He made his way toward his destination with teasing care, pressing his lips to my belly, my hip bones, and my thighs. Then Jasper made way for him, and Niko lapped his tongue right over my clit.

Between Jasper returning to fondling my tits, Niko eating out my pussy, and the hot water streaming down over all of us, bliss washed over me from every direction. I writhed between the two men, riding Niko’s mouth and reveling in the bulge of Jasper’s erection now pressing against my back.

I rubbed against him as I rocked with their attentions and then reached behind me to grip his shaft. As I pumped him up and down between my fingers, his breath spilled out across my neck with a ragged groan.

“Keep at it,” he urged Niko. “Look at how she’s loving it. I want to watch you make her come.”

Oh, fuck. His heated words gave an extra jolt to the sensations building through my body. Pleasure spiked through me in giddy pulses with the movements of Niko’s lips and tongue.

When I looked down, it was to see Niko caressing Jasper’s thigh as he sucked on my clit even harder. The knowledge that he was getting us both off at once sent me right over the edge.

I bucked into his mouth, crying out and grinding against Jasper. Pleasure swept through my body, cresting higher with each stroke of their hands and mouths.

It wasn’t enough. Even as the afterglow pulsed through my pussy, there was a void inside me that screamed to be filled.

As I recovered myself, I gripped Jasper’s cock harder. “Fuck me.”

He gave a rough, almost desperate laugh. “Hell, yes.”

Niko had eased back with a satisfied smirk. I caught his gaze. “My purse—it’s tucked in my equipment bag. There are condoms in it.”

I didn’t need to say anything more for him to dart across the room to retrieve a foil packet. As he dug one out, Jasper tipped me over on the tiled floor, my knees at the edge of the shower stall and my hands beyond it. He knelt behind me, the water drumming against his back and my ass.

Niko returned to us and passed Jasper the packet while stealing another kiss from the other man. I watched their mouths meld together with a growing ache between my thighs.

The second they drew apart, I pushed Niko down on the floor in front of me. “I’m not done with you yet either.”

As foil ripped behind me, I bowed over Niko’s sprawled form. His cock jutted from between his toned thighs, begging for attention.

I licked his length from base to weeping head, loving the hitch of his breath and the groan that spilled out after it. He tasted like salt and the sweetest of musks.

Niko stroked his fingers over my damp hair. “You have no idea what you do to me, Angel.”

“Oh, I have a little,” I murmured, and lapped my tongue right over the tip of his erection.

Then Jasper pushed into me from behind, filling my pussy with the delicious burn he offered so well, and all I could do was gasp.

My head arced backward for a second, the pleasure of that first thrust echoing through my limbs. My eyelids had drooped with the sensation, but even so, I caught the slight movement of the locker room door across the room.

Was that just a draft, or something more?

I started to tense, peering over without being too obvious about it in case we’d need to take an intruder by surprise. Then I made out the face in the narrow gap where the door was standing slightly ajar.

I could only see a sliver of it, but that was Quentin’s cool blue eye staring at us, the slant of his blond hair above it, his sharp-edged features clearly recognizable even like that. The light streaming from the florescent panels overhead caught on the ruddy flush that’d come over his face.

Somehow he’d managed to evade Rafael’s initial sweep of the arena. He’d figured he’d spy on us, huh?

He was sure getting an eyeful now.

The tension in me gave way to a fresh wave of giddiness, turned even more delicious by a competitive zap of energy.

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