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Jason chuckles. “Beg me.”
Trip grabs Jason’s face and leans down so their noses touch. Before any begging can happen, Jason tilts his face up and kisses him. Trip groans as his hands go into Jason’s hair and his fingers dig into those curls. I know how that feels, gripping those soft curls. A shiver of awareness crawls through me.
I stand there pretending I’m not just a tiny bit jealous.
Jason breaks away only to scoot closer to Trip. He pinches Trip’s chin, kisses him again and then breaks it to begin to undo the zipper of his friend’s pants. Trip leans back against the couch to watch Jason pull his dick free. My breath catches in my throat as Jason leans down and takes Trip’s dick into his throat.
Grant told me about the three of them. This shouldn’t be a surprise. Yet watching Jason’s mouth slide up and down Trip’s dick… I feel like I’m intruding on a hot moment between lovers. That is, until Trip looks up and meets my gaze. My heart slams against my ribs as we lock eyes. Jason groans and lifts his head, looking up and turning to look at me too.
“I can taste you on him,” Jason says just loud enough for me to hear. “That’s so fucking hot.”
Suddenly, I’m no longer an outsider. I’m sucked into the moment right along with them, and it feels intense and strangely welcoming. I draw in a shaky breath as I brace myself on the counter. Tearing my gaze away from Jason, I move to pile seconds onto our plates.
“Know what else is hot?” Trip says conversationally. “Having sex on the side of the road.”
His response takes me by surprise. I laugh. It comes out shaky, nervous even. Jason groans. The sound drags my attention away from the food, back to the two guys on the couch. I watch as Jason’s brows come together as if pained.
“Fuck, to be able to watch that happen. Did you enjoy yourself, dollie? Being taken like an animal?” he asks me.
Something wild and unbidden washes over me. My body is responding to their heated gazes. Warmth is gathering in my cheeks, chest, and pooling between my legs.
“Yes.”
The confirmation is out of my mouth before I can censor myself. I shouldn’t admit to things like this. It will only encourage them. But right now, under their heated attention, I feel emboldened.
Jason’s hand wraps around Trip’s dick and he strokes him while they both look at me. “Come here, dollie.”
My bare feet move before my brain can process it. The cool tile turns to carpet beneath me. It’s only when I get to the couch that I realize what I’m doing. I hesitate. As one, both guys reach for me. I only waver for another second before I take both of their hands.
Together, they pull me down. Instead of landing on a cushion, I land on Jason’s lap. Trip leans forward, his hand cupping my lower jaw and turning my face toward him. His lips crash into mine. Rather than demanding and hungry, like on the side of the road, this time his mouth is soft and explorative. Hands slide up my waist slowly and reach up to cup my breasts.
I open my mouth willingly, allowing Trip’s tongue to enter and explore. He takes his time, tasting all of me. I take that same opportunity and dive into his mouth. Hands knead my breasts, lips caress my neck and nip at my earlobe. The heat in my body increases exponentially. My core is pressed against Jason’s bulge, so to relieve the growing ache starting between my legs, I rock against him. He groans.
The sound excites and encourages me. Tentatively, I reach down and gently wrap my hand around Trip’s exposed dick. I give him a little squeeze before sliding down his shaft. His breath hitches in my mouth. I can’t stop the smile spreading across my face. He pulls away and glowers down at me. The look lacks the typical heat behind it.
“You like that?” he asks. “Do you like knowing what you do to me, dollface?”
“What you do tous,” Jason corrects as he leans his hips forward, giving me better access while I continue to grind against him.
Not sure what to think, and losing the capacity to do so, I simply nod.
“What else do you like, dollie?” Jason asks.
“I-I don’t know,” I admit, doubt surfacing as they make me question my actions. WhatamI doing? I shouldn’t be playing with fire. Yet, even as I think it, I feel like I’m in control this time, whereas every other time we’ve been together, I’ve been at a disadvantage.
“You don’t know?” Trip repeats in disbelief.
“Tell us what you do know, dollie,” Jason asks into my ear. “What do you want from us?”
I start to think about his question and realize that’s the wrong move. This isn’t about thinking. This moment is about feeling and experiencing something other than helplessness. They’re giving me the reins. The thought is heady and exciting. So, what do I want?
My body speaks for me. I rock against Jason’s hips and kiss Trip again. When I pull away from his lips, I grab his shirt and yank him closer.
“I want both of you. To feel you both inside of me, filling me until I can’t breathe,” I give him a peck before adding, “I want to feel you cuming inside of me, together. Make a mess of me.”
Jason laughs; the sound is strained as his grip tightens on my hips. “Fuck yes.”
Trip stares into my face, his harsh features intensifying as hunger etches into his expression.
