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Instead, he kisses my lower back, lips soft there, but still enough to make my eyes flare wide with the new rush of heat that flows through me. I arch again, basically helpless not to, and this time, he moves his hand up. The sigh that leaves me when his finger brushes against my clit is traitorous but needed, if only to keep me from moaning instead.
Jeremiah's hands come up to cover my breasts. They're so much like Ezekiel's, calloused and rough, just as strong, but bigger, his fingers longer. His thumbs rub my nipples in circles as Ezekiel does the same to my clit, another finger sliding through my wetness until it reaches my opening, but he doesn't enter me.
"Are you going to tease me all night long?" I breathlessly ask Ezekiel.
"I couldn't if I tried."
Then, his finger drives into me. A moan bursts from my mouth but is quickly swallowed by Jeremiah bringing his mouthback to mine. His lips devour me as Ezekiel's fingers torture me, rubbing, thrusting, hooking, pleasing, dragging long, deep sounds from me that only travel into Jeremiah's mouth. I arch my back, riding Ezekiel’s hand while his lips kiss up my spine, just a ghost of his lips really but more than enough to have me shivering more than once.
Then, his lips are gone from my back and coming to my ear as Jeremiah and I break apart.
"Take her in the room," he tells Jeremiah, right before he slides his finger out of me.
Jeremiah licks his lips as his hands drop from my breasts, one of them taking my hand in his. I step out of the pool of my dress and my panties to begin following him to the bedroom Ezekiel came out of. But I look over my shoulder, curious if Ezekiel will be doing what he said. Sure enough, his towel is on the ground around him, and his cock is in his hand. Long, wide in his grip as he strokes himself. I look up to find his eyes on my ass, just like he said. And the finger he just had inside of me between his lips.
"Oh, my God," I murmur to myself, but Jeremiah hears me. Of course, he does.
“Calling on the Lord already?" he taunts. "We haven't even really started yet."
A new wave of nerves hit me as we enter the bedroom. The sheets are perfect, and seem far too innocent looking for what we're about to do on them. Will we be on the bed? What positions will they have me in? How and where will Jeremiah have me so that Ezekiel can watch?Watch. I've never been watched before, not even to touch myself. Will I be comfortable with that?
"Hey, hey. You okay?" Jeremiah asks low.
I look away from him at Ezekiel's approaching form. His cock still in his hand, his teeth biting into his bottom lip as he looks up and down my body. But then Jeremiah is turning my face, so I have to look at him again.
"Are you okay?" he asks, more adamantly.
And that's what puts me at ease again. Him being, I'm sure, just as needy as me, but still asking if all of this is okay. I smile up at him while I nod.
"I'm okay."
"If any of this is too much..."
Just him beginning to say what I know he's about to changes my own mindset. I want whatever they're going to give me, do with me, do to me. If I'm giving myself one night with them, then I want it to be everything I ever dreamed it would be.
I shake my head. "Don't hold back."
"Trust me," Ezekiel begins as he reaches us. Then, he’s turning me so I’m facing him. "I don't plan to."
My heart was already racing in my chest, but looking up into his eyes, feeling his hard cock pressing into my stomach, makes it begin to thunder. He smirks down at me like he can tell how nervous he's making me, like he revels in it.
"I've waited so fucking long for this moment," he says low, and it takes me aback. The longing in his voice, the yearning in it.
"So, why aren't you inside me yet?" I ask.
His smirk grows into a grin. "Because first, I'm gonna get your taste on my tongue. I won't be able to hear your moans too much, though. Not with Jeremiah's cock in your mouth."
A shiver races through me right as he kisses me. His kiss has no gentleness, and none of the softness from his words can befound in the way this tongue drives into my mouth. I reach up to grab his sides, pulling him closer as our tongues circle. His hand is in my hair a moment later, yanking my head to the side so he can devour me. There's really no other word for the way his mouth takes and takes from mine. There's no question if I belong to him or not. If he's in control. If this is just a preview of the way he'll take me tonight.
I gasp into his mouth at the feeling of Jeremiah's cock rubbing against my ass. He's pulling me back and my mouth breaks away from Ezekiel's. My eyes open, I don't even remember them closing, to find Ezekiel's eyes going up and down my body yet again, a hungry look in his gaze. Jeremiah moves from behind me, and then the back of my knees hit the bed. The moment I sit down, Ezekiel comes forward, dropping to his knees between my thighs. I look down at him with wide eyes, my chest heaving with my excitement and nerves.
He pulls me forward, until my ass is barely on the bed, and widens my thighs. Then, he's leaning forward, his eyes on mine as he brings his mouth to where an unbearable ache has formed. But I don't get to watch him give me the first lick. Instead, I find myself moaning while looking into Jeremiah's eyes from his hand on my chin turning my face to him. My eyes flutter shut with the second lick, hard to my clit, his beard scratching against my thighs, but they widen when I see Jeremiah directing his cock to my lips.
"Open for him," Ezekiel tells me, his words vibrating against my pussy.
I begin to look down at him, but Jeremiah's grip tightens on my face.
"You stop sucking, he stops licking," Jeremiah warns me.
