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I don't waste a second bringing my hands to the waistband of his pants, pulling them and his boxer briefs down so his cock is free. Mouth opening, I begin to lean forward, but fingers gripping my hair, yanking my head back, stop me.
"I didn't say you could suck me yet," Ezekiel taunts. "But I did tell you I wanted your thighs spread on this bed." I begin to lean back, but he shakes his head. "Not like that."
I think for a moment, until I figure out he means not on my back. Excitement rushing through me, I move until I'm on my hands and knees, Jeremiah's hands on my thighs, widening them so much that my back has no choice but to arch and my ass is in the air. I jump when Jeremiah's lips come to my ass, soft, gentle, lingering. Ezekiel undresses in front of me, those tattoos and muscles coming into view. Jeremiah's kisses drift lower and lower, his beard scratching along my skin. Then his lips are at my inner thigh, the bed dipping with him situating himself between my thighs. His hands spread my ass cheeks as Ezekiel wraps his hand around his cock and walks towards me.
He brings the tip to my mouth, pressing it into my top then bottom lip before commanding me, "Open."
I do, but before his cock can even slip past my lips, a gasp is leaving me at Jeremiah's first lick to my pussy. He flicks his tongue back and forth between my lips as Ezekiel pushes his cock into my mouth, sliding along my tongue while my cheeks hollow around him. I moan around him from Jeremiah moving back, teasing my opening, with his tongue drawing circles around it. Ezekiel's hips move his cock in and out of my mouth, his groans louder than my muffled moans and gasps. Then, he's shoving himself in, hitting the back of my throat, making me choke on him. That sound must have been what Jeremiah was waiting for, because when I make it, he thrusts his tongue into me.
My fingers grip the sheets as I try to moan but the sound fades to nothing around Ezekiel's cock so deep in my mouth. I can't breathe, tears are flooding my eyes, and yet, all I want is more. So, I swallow around Ezekiel, reveling in the hiss that leaveshim. His hand goes to my hair as he slides himself out of my mouth until only the tip remains. The only warning I get is his grip tightening before he slams back into my mouth. Then, he's fucking my mouth, cock driving past my lips again and again, to choke me, fill my mouth, stretch my lips. I move my tongue on him with the same speed and urgency that Jeremiah's tongue is moving inside of me.
His tongue thrusts in and out of me, hooking in me, moving from side to side. He uses his grip on my ass to move my hips back and forth, as if they weren't already circling, trying to make his tongue enter me deeper. Then his tongue slides out of me, licks through my lips, up to my clit right as Ezekiel drives his cock to the back of my throat again.
"Swallow me, my little slut," Ezekiel grunts.
Even more than him calling me slut, him calling me mine is what makes me shudder. I swallow, and not a moment too soon, because when Jeremiah sucks my clit into his mouth, I cry out around Ezekiel's cock.
"Fuck yeah," Ezekiel breathes as Jeremiah groans against me.
My eyes close, my hips moving to get more of the pleasure Jeremiah's mouth is giving me, my mouth tightening around Ezekiel. I'm so damn close, tension coiling in me in a way that makes me feel ready to shatter at any moment. Jeremiah's hands on my ass and Ezekiel's hand in my hair. Jeremiah's tongue flicking against my clit and my tongue circling the tip of Ezekiel's cock. Jeremiah's grunts against my pussy and my moans around Ezekiel. They are all gathering in me, promising me bliss if I let them collide. And when Jeremiah releases my clit to give me a hard lick, they do.
Ezekiel tears his cock out of my mouth and a scream burst from me, my hips bucking now, desperate for more. And Jeremiahgives it to me, mouth devouring me, tongue licking while his lips move on me. Then, he's back at my opening, tongue sliding into my wetness, hooking so suddenly that a hitched moan leaves me. Without Ezekiel's cock in my mouth and his hand having left my hair, my head falls forward, feeling much too heavy.
Even with my orgasm fading, I whimper when Jeremiah's mouth leaves me. But then hands are on my hips, moving me to the side as the bed moves and dips. I lazily open my eyes to find Ezekiel coming to laying in the center of the bed, putting a condom on.
"Come ride this cock like you’re a whore who can’t get enough of sliding up and down on me."
Laziness gone in an instant, I climb atop Ezekiel, thighs on both sides of his as I reach for his cock between us. I rise up, put it to my soaking opening and begin to slide down. My hands go to his chest as the bite of pain from me stretching around him makes me hiss. But the sound is barely able to be heard over the deep groan that leaves Ezekiel. I keep moving down until all of him is inside of me. The moment I'm fully seated on him, I know another orgasm won't be far behind because my swollen and much too sensitive clit rubs against him, sending sparks of pleasure licking up my spine.
My nails dig into his chest when he moves just a little, grinding against me. His hands cover my breasts and I arch into his rough touch, his fingers tight on them, callouses dragging along my nipples. He lowers them to my hips, fingers gripping me, no, urging me to do just what he told me to. Ride him.
I raise up, my muscles tightening around his cock, desperate not to lose it inside of me. My mouth drops open with a sigh as I slide back down, his cock seeming to hit every single nerve the deeper he goes. I ride him, slamming down on him, taking him into me again and again, my moans flowing from my mouth, louder andlouder as the tension and pleasure grow in me. He's arching up to meet me each time, cock driving into me, teeth biting down on his bottom lip, eyes staring right into mine. Intense, full of lust. When I next slide down on him, his grip on my hips holds me there so all I can do is arch back and forth, grinding my clit on him. My eyes begin to flutter shut at the bliss filling me.
"Don't. You. Fucking. Dare," Ezekiel grits out. "You look at me while my cock is inside of you. When it's making your pussy spasm around me. When it's about to be covered in your cum."
All I can do is give a strangled moan. I can't speak, not when the tension is coiling inside of me so tightly that my hips are bucking with no rhythm now in search of the high his cock promises me. Ezekiel releases my hips and a moment later, one hand is in my hair, pushing my head towards him, and the other grips my jaw, bringing my mouth to his. I groan into our kiss as my clit rubs against him harder and his tongue slides into my mouth. He arches under me, and I gasp, my hands moving from his chest to wrap around his neck, holding on while my body prepares.
Then, I feel Jeremiah behind me, his finger at my ass, wet and pushing in. I don't even think half of his finger is inside of me before I'm coming, ass tightening around Jeremiah's finger just like my pussy spasms around Ezekiel's cock. Ezekiel sucks on my tongue and then his hands are back on my hips, viciously making me rise and fall on him. His mouth leaves mine and my moans and gasps are finally free to fill the room. I sigh Ezekiel's name and beg him for more. I cry for Jeremiah to thrust his finger into my ass harder. They both oblige, Ezekiel pounding into me, Jeremiah adding another finger, both making my orgasm last longer.
Ezekiel groans beneath me, hands digging into my skin so hard that I'm sure they'll leave marks, but it only turns me on even more. I tighten my muscles around Ezekiel, making a gruntburst from his mouth, his eyes holding a dangerous edge to them, like they're telling me I don't know what game I'm playing.
It seems like the moment Ezekiel's fingers relax on me as he finishes coming, his body sagging to the bed, Jeremiah is pulling me back. Ezekiel slips out of me, and my head is spinning with the speed of my body being lifted until I'm chest to chest with Jeremiah, one of his arms under my ass, the other across my back, holding me tight to him. My legs and arms wrap around him, my trembling thighs clenching to his sides as I feel the tip of his cock press against my opening. He pushes in, my back arching as he slides in. A shuddering moan leaves me, my body still recovering from my orgasm, my pussy still spasming from its after effect, making my muscles tighten around his cock again and again.
"God." He sighs as he bottoms out in me, then he's licking the shell of my ear and whispering, "You know what you need to do."
Speak. Tell him what to do.
"Fuck me like your cock has been aching for me all week," I say breathlessly. "And make sure Ezekiel sees when I come on your cock."
"Shit, Lexa."
I could swear I feel a shiver go through him. Then, the only feeling I'm worrying about is his hands going to my ass, fingers gripping as he lifts me off him. He drives his cock back into me and a deep moan leaves me. Just like I asked, he fucks me like he's needed my pussy more than his next breath all these days he had to go without it since our night together at the resort. He moves my body up and down, slamming me down on his cock again and again. All I can do is cling to him, my pussy squeezing him as tightly as my thighs and arms are around him. My mouthis at his neck, teeth grazing the skin there once I realized how it made him pound into me harder when I did it the first time.
"Right there," I gasp when he slams into me and stays there, rubbing against my clit, cock hitting a spot inside of me that has me right back on the verge of coming. His hands move my hips back and forth and his name leaves me in a hoarse plea.
"Tell me," he grunts.
"Lick me. Bite me," I pant. "Anything to get me there."
