Micah stretched and plundered her ass as he reamed her with his cock. Gray filled her mouth, butting against the back of her throat as he matched the intensity of Micah’s thrusts.
Micah shoved forward and stilled against her, his cock buried as deeply as he could go. “I’m going to take this condom off and come all over you, baby doll,” he rasped. Then he ripped himself out, and she flinched as the head slipped past her tight ring.
Gray thrust deeply then he too tore himself from her mouth. He began working his cock with his hand. As the first splatter hit her face, she felt a hot stream of cum splash onto her ass.
It ran down the crack of her ass and slithered inside her still-open anus.
The two men groaned as they directed more cum onto her body. She was edgy with need. She’d been so close, and now she trembled, wanting nothing more than to finish what they’d started.
Gray reached out and wiped the cum from her lips with his thumb. She looked up to see him gazing at her, a fierce, possessive look on his face.
He stuffed his cock back into his pants then hastily zipped his jeans. Behind her, Micah smoothed gentle hands over her ass. He pressed a tender kiss to the small of her back. Then Gray reached for her, picking her up as though she weighed nothing. He carried her into the bathroom and started a shower.
He hurriedly stripped then pulled her into the shower with him. He gave her a quick rinse, and then he picked her up and placed her back against the wall of the shower. He positioned his arms underneath her legs and pushed her even higher up the wall until her pussy was at the level of his mouth.
“I didn’t allow you to come for him,” he murmured, his breath blowing over her wet curls. “Your orgasms are mine and mine alone.”
She trembled at the raw possession in his voice. He nuzzled between her folds and began licking her clit. She reached down to grasp his head, moaning as he sucked the tight little bud between his teeth.
As the water sprayed over his back, he tongued her entrance, lapping and sucking like he was starving. Her thighs began to shake uncontrollably as the sensations became unbearable.
His hands slid to her buttocks, and he squeezed as he deepened the assault with his tongue. He licked, sucked and then he thrust his tongue into her pussy.
She yelled hoarsely as, finally, her orgasm flashed, hot and painful. She gripped his head, holding him close as he lapped at the flood of juices from her pussy. He continued eating her until she could stand no more. She whimpered as he tongued her sensitive flesh, and he pulled away, allowing her to slide down the wall of the shower.
Her legs wobbled underneath her, and he grabbed her waist to steady her. He reached behind him to turn off the water, and then he turned back to her, his expression serious.
He nudged her chin upward with his finger. “Tell me the truth. Did I go too far?”
In that moment, she realized that she loved this man. No matter how forceful or dominant, he was only willing to go as far as she was comfortable with. Despite his concern that she was playing games, his desire was still to please her.
She cupped his face in her hands and pulled him down to kiss him. Their wet bodies met, and she wrapped her arms around him, wanting to absorb him.
“You were perfect,” she whispered. And it was the truth. He was taking care of her. It wasn’t about dominance. She didn’t have an overwhelming need to submit. What she wanted was a strong man to take care of her, to see to her needs, to satisfy her desires.
What she’d mistaken for submission was in actuality a need to connect to a man on an emotional as well as a physical level. The emotion had been what she lacked in her previous relationships. Without it, the sex didn’t measure up. Now she realized why.
Tears pricked her eyelids as she hugged him close. He squeezed her and kissed the top of her head before tugging her out of the shower with him.
He dried her, and all she could do was stand there numbly, overwhelmed by the depth of her feelings. She wanted to tell him what he meant to her, but she knew this wasn’t the time. Not with Micah here. No, this would be saved for when it was the two of them again. In the meantime, she’d enjoy having a man fulfill all her fantasies.
As he dried the last of the water from her body, he kissed her and pushed a damp tendril of hair behind her ear. “Watching you with Micah was unbelievably hot. Watching another man take what’s mine…I can’t even explain the turn-on. It may seem weird to you, but it’s indescribable.”
“You like to watch.”
He nodded, his eyes blazing with blue heat.
“I like to watch you watch me,” she said with a slight smile. “If you’re weird, I guess so am I.”
He slid his hand down her back and gently cupped her ass. “Are you sore?”
She flushed. “A little.”
He kissed her again. “We’ll let that part of your body rest for a while. This was your first time, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
Her heart melted just a little more at the gentle concern in his voice.
“Go into the bedroom and lie down on the bed,” he said. “I think Micah would like to taste your sweet little pussy.”
Her knees shook as she stepped around him to do as he’d told her. When she walked into the bedroom, she saw Micah lying on the bed, naked, his hand stroking his semierect cock.
He watched her with sultry eyes as she hesitantly made her way to the bed. His earring winked at her, and his shoulder-length dark hair fell over his ears, slightly damp from sweat.
She looked nervously over her shoulder to see where Gray was and whether he was coming. When she saw him standing just a few feet away, she relaxed.
“Come here,” Micah called from the bed. He held out his hand, crooking his finger.
She walked to the edge of the bed. Micah scooted down until his head lay in the middle of the bed and his feet dangled off the end.
“Climb up, baby doll. I want to taste that pussy.”
A low shudder rolled over her body as her nipples tightened, and she felt a surge of wetness between her legs. She got onto the bed, and he reached for her waist. He helped her straddle his face and slowly lowered her to his waiting mouth.
When his tongue touched her, she bucked upward. His grip tightened around her hips as he pulled her back down. As his tongue delved between her folds and found her clit, she turned her head toward Gray.
He stood across the room, and their gazes locked. Remembering what he’d said about watching, she became determined to give him a show he’d enjoy.