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Jethro growls against my breast, sending shivers through me, and switches to my other nipple. Joel’s hand lifts to tangle in Jet’s hair, and I gasp, because the suction on my nipple grows harder, as if he’s trying to pull my whole breast into his mouth.
Joel’s hand meets mine
on Jethro’s head. His mouth moves down from my earlobe to my neck, sucking and kissing, every touch, every press of their lips on me driving me higher.
Oh, please… Please…
Hands are suddenly on the buttons of my jeans, opening them, tugging my pants down. Just enough for a rough, big hand to slip between my legs, into my panties. A thumb rubs over my seam, opening me up, and I moan helplessly. Shamelessly.
This never happened like this in my serial story. Maybe I should add it, or—God, oh my God. Jet’s thumb presses into me, and I’m so wet it slips inside me.
My breathing comes in short gasps. Caught between Jethro’s thumb inside my pussy and his mouth on my breast, I’m starting to come before I even realize what’s happening.
Shaking and moaning, my pussy clenching again and again until I can’t breathe, I can’t do anything but ride the pleasure as it shoots through me. Finally I slump bonelessly between the two of them, my body still thrumming.
Christ.
Jethro’s mouth leaves my breast. He straightens, and his dark eyes flash over his flushed cheeks. He licks his lips and leans back against the cushions. I push my hands against his solid chest and realize his thumb is still inside me, sending sparks of pain/pleasure into my core.
Slowly his hand withdraws from between my legs, making me shiver.
“Fuck, babe,” he mutters, watching me through heavy-lidded eyes, then licks his thumb, sending a fresh bolt of lust through me.
“She’s so hot when she comes,” Joel whispers, leaning away from me, back against the cushions. His big hand rests on his zipper, and my gaze snags on the bulge between his legs. “Show me more.”
***
Slow seconds pass while I get back my bearings and sit up, my legs and arms trembling. I’m straddling Jethro’s lap, and his hot erection presses between my legs, where I’m still tender and throbbing.
He makes a small noise in the back of his throat. “Fuck,” he mutters and shifts on the sofa.
Biting back a moan, I scoot further back, watching as his hand moves down his chest, over his taut stomach with the faint treasure trail leading into his pants. He cups his hard dick and squeezes it through the fabric, his eyes all but rolling up.
He looks so sexy, sprawled back like that, his bare chest a landscape of light and shadows, his face twisted with desire. So hot, desperate with the need to come.
Utterly lickable.
“Jet, hands off,” Joel orders his friend, and then, as if reading my mind, “Candy, suck him off.”
I turn to stare at Joel. I could refuse. I could tell him to stop telling me what to do.
But why would I do that? He’s so hot, issuing commands, the bulge at his groin growing larger with every passing minute, and yeah. Sucking Jethro off has been at the top of my fantasy list since the beginning.
My mouth fills with water at the thought.
“What about you?” I breathe, nodding at his still covered hard-on. I’m dying to see it, touch it. To see if he’s as well hung as I imagined, as beautiful as I think.
“I’ll take care of it.” Mesmerized I watch as he unzips his pants, revealing tight white briefs and the outline of his big cock in the soft cotton.
The chest under my hands rises and falls more quickly. Jethro is watching, too, eyes fixed on Joel’s crotch.
I swallow hard. Does Jethro like watching his best friend undress as much as I do? Does it turn him on?
A glance down shows me that, yeah, Jethro’s growing harder, his hand fisting his cock through his jeans so tightly it’s trembling.
Oh my God, this is crazy. It’s like Christmas and my birthday wrapped into one.
I wonder if Joel knows. If he’s realized that his bestie has the hots for him. Looks like Jethro’s batting for both teams.
