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Jeremiah walks forward and leans forward, dropping me to the bed. He doesn't let us stay there though, instead moving us both until my head is hanging off the bed and I have to use strength I do not feel I at all have to lift it, but he has other plans. He releases my ass to use one hand to push under my chin until my head is forced to tip back and I see Ezekiel standing right there. His cock is hard again, his hand wrapped around it, pumping it. Jeremiah's weight pushes me into the bed as his mouth comes to my ear.
"Look what you did to my brother," he whispers. "Now you're gonna have to do something about it."
Ezekiel begins walking forward, and Jeremiah straightens, hands widening my thighs to the point of pain. I moan as he slowly slides into me, my back arching so I can meet him. As his hands slip to my ass, arching my hips forward as he quickens his pace, my vision is blocked by Ezekiel's closeness, his cock right in front of my face.
"Stick your tongue out," he demands.
I do and he rubs the tip of his cock into it. My head moves with Jeremiah's thrusts, making my tongue move on Ezekiel's cock. Just the feeling of Jeremiah fucking me, Ezekiel's rubbing his cock across my tongue, in circles, from side to side, it's all takingme right to the edge. To where my hands are both moving, one going above my head to grab Ezekiel's thigh, pulling him closer, the other to Jeremiah's ass, pulling him into me harder. They both make sounds that have me shivering, Ezekiel's groans and Jeremiah's grunts. I look up at Ezekiel's eyes, but his gaze is where his brother is sliding into me, desire in his half-lidded eyes. Jeremiah slams into me and I moan as much as I can with Ezekiel's cock sliding across the tip of my tongue. His body rubs against my clit when he leans over, and my thighs are right back to shaking, that tension becoming unbearable in an instant. In the next moment, Jeremiah sucks my nipple into his mouth and just as I arch, a cry building in my throat from the bliss overwhelming me, Ezekiel slides his cock into my mouth.
I moan around him as I explode, pussy squeezing around Jeremiah's cock. I feel his groan vibrate against my breast while he arches to get even deeper inside of me. Then, he's straightening and pounding into me with a dizzying pace, the sound of our bodies meeting filling the room, and my mouth sucking on the tip of Ezekiel's cock that my lips are wrapped around. His cock leaves my mouth and I look down at Jeremiah. I can tell he is barely holding onto his control, barely holding back. But I don't want him to. I want him to feel the pleasure he's giving me right now. So, I give him what I think he needs to join me in orgasming.
"Come in my pussy, Jeremiah," I pant. "Show me how much you want me."
He groans, long and deep, slamming into me once, twice, a third time and then his head is dropping forward, hair falling around his face as a harsh sigh leaves him and he comes. My eyes look up when I notice motion and I see Ezekiel's hand pumping his cock right over my face. And then he's groaning, and warmth is dripping onto my neck. I realize it's his cum, spreading down tomy collarbone, pooling between my neck and the sheets under me.
No one has ever done this to me before and if anyone had asked, I would have told them to kiss my ass and threw them out. But my mind doesn’t, even for a second, rebel against his cum on my body. I...like it. I want more. I want Jeremiah's cum on me, too. I want them to fuck me while I'm covered with it. Use it to slide into a place they haven't fucked, yet.
"What has that look in your eyes right now?" Jeremiah asks, trying to catch his breath.
"Wondering why neither of you has fucked my ass, yet," I admit.
Jeremiah's eyes widen as he smiles. But it's Ezekiel who answers, making me look up at him, still holding his cock in his hand. There's cum on the tip, and I lick my lips, wanting to taste it.
"Oh, trust me, we will. We were trying to ease you into it. Well, more so Jeremiah. I would have done it the first night."
I look at Jeremiah now, with an arched brow. "Were you worried you'd scare me off?"
"Yes," he says, surprising me. "I wanted to be sure that you'd come back."
Fuck, fuck, fuck.There's goes my fucking heart again, wanting the words to mean more than they probably do. He means for sex, what we just got done doing. Nothing more.
"There your mind goes again." Ezekiel snickers. "I thought we’d turned that thing off for the night?"
I narrow my eyes at him, and he grins. "Do you know how sexy you look glaring at me with my cum all over your neck?"
I feel the heat from the blush as it spreads over my chest and neck. But then Jeremiah's sliding out of me and the loss of him is all I can think about. I want one of them inside me again, even though my pussy, and tired body, says otherwise.
"I'll be right back," Ezekiel says.
I only move to scoot down on the bed, so my head isn't hanging over anymore. Why would I need to move when I have such a sexy sight in front of me? Jeremiah's ass as he walks over to drop the condom into a small trashcan. Ezekiel comes back out of a bathroom I'm just now realizing is even there with a rag in his hand. It's warm when he places it to my neck, cleaning himself off me. Then, he helps me sit up, going to the back of me to clean the rest, and my mind is racing in an instant.
What happens now? Do we act like we did in the hotel room and go our separate ways now? I get dressed and go home, with plans for this to happen again?
As Ezekiel goes back to the bathroom, I get my first real look at the room. There are no personal touches, just the bed, a TV mounted to the wall with a dresser next to it, and a full-length mirror it's a shame we didn't use. For some reason, and catching me by complete surprise, jealousy rushes through me and my mouth is opening before I even give it permission to.
"Whose room is this?" I ask, and even to my own ears, there's a bite in my voice.
Jeremiah must hear it too, because his brows are drawn down as he answers. "It's a guest bedroom."
"Is this something that happens often in here?" I press, internally cursing myself for continuing.
"We just moved here barely a month ago, Lexa." Ezekiel chuckles.
My eyes narrow at him. "You know what I mean. Is this the room you bring all the women you fuck to?"
Ezekiel grins. "Would you care if we did?"
"You two might like to share, but I don't."
