by Parker Grey
We cross the lobby, one on either side of her, without speaking. To be honest I can’t think of anything to say that isn’t completely fucking filthy. I want to say I’m going to fuck your brains out, peach, and I want to say you’re going to take my cock as deep as you can until you come all over it, and I want to say I can’t wait to watch you suck Kade’s cock again.
None of that is much good for polite society.
The elevator is crowded. An older lady wearing a neck full of pearls glances at my cock, then frowns at me. I grin at her, because I can’t help it, thinking that’s right, lady. I’m gonna go upstairs and fuck this sweet young thing.
When we get to his room, Kade’s got it open in half a second. The room’s got a massive king bed, a couple of sumptuous, overstuffed chairs, and a breathtaking view of London below, but none of us are paying attention to any of that.
Inside, the door slams shut. There’s a single lamp on somewhere, and I whirl Jenna around, take her chin in one hand and tilt her up to face me.
“Say it again,” I growl.
She blinks, then half-smiles, like she’s teasing me.
“Say what?”
“That you want to fuck us both.”
“I never actually said that, you know,” she teases.
I run the pad of one thumb over her hips as Kade steps up behind her, already lifting the hem of her dress up over her thighs, exposing her to both of us.
“Don’t play coy, peach,” he growls, hooking his thumbs under her thong.
“Then say it for the first time,” I tell her.
Jenna looks at me, pure fire in her eyes, then sucks my thumb into her mouth and runs her tongue along the pad, moaning softly as she does.
I growl, the sound rising involuntarily from the pit of my chest. There’s the sound of a zipper going down as Kade undoes her dress from the back, and she pulls my thumb from her mouth as his hands move inside her dress, eyelids fluttering.
I pull at her dress, and now she’s nearly naked as it falls off, in just her bra and thong. We make short of work of the bra, and I take her full, perky breasts in my hands and run my open palms over her nipples before taking them between my fingers and pinching them until she gasps.
“Say it,” I command.
Her eyes are shut, and her hands drift over my shoulders, her back arched with pleasure and anticipation.
“I want to fuck you both,” she breathes.
Chapter Eighteen
Kade
I can’t wait any longer for her. I know it’s a bit rude to skip foreplay, but for fuck’s sake, the past day has been nothing but foreplay. Every time she looks at us, every time she moves, every time she opens her mouth I just want her more and more.
“Good thing, peach,” I growl in her ear. “Your dirty fantasies are just about to come true.”
My fingers dig into her hips as I nip at her neck, biting her delicate skin just a little bit too hard, because I can’t help myself around her. On her other side, Lawson is still rolling her nipples between his fingers, and Jenna’s moaning quietly.
I push her dress down off her hips, and pull at one side of her thong until it snaps in my hand, then toss it on the floor. Jenna gasps and looks over her shoulder at me, her eyes blazing with lust and just a little uncertainty, so I slide one hand into her wetness and instantly, her body yields to me.
“Don’t worry, peach,” I murmur. “I can be gentle, too.”
Then we’re on the bed, Jenna on her back, and now I’m standing between her legs, leaning over her perfect, naked body and claiming her mouth. I plunder her, letting my hands roam everywhere while she tugs at my shirt, my belt.
I get them off instantly, watching the rise and fall of her chest as I do, her big eyes pleading with me for more. She’s borderline desperate for this, my sweet, beautiful virgin.
Our virgin.
The moment I’m stripped naked, Jenna reaches down and grabs my cock in one hand, stroking it from root to tip. I brace myself on my forearms over her, a deep rumble escaping my chest as she bites her lip, eyes searching mine.
“You like it, don’t you?” I say, barely aware of Lawson, also on the bed, clothes shed. “You like the thought of having your cherry popped by your boss’s thick cock.”
She blushes. She’s naked on a bed with two men, my cock in her hand, and Jenna blushes.
It’s hot as fuck. Lawson chuckles, and as he does, Jenna reaches her other hand up and grabs his cock as well, changing his laughter to a moan in an instant.
That’s it. I can’t take this anymore, this teasing, flirting, coy virgin. I need her, right now, or I might lose my mind.
I grab my cock, moving her hand, and slide it down her seam and to her slick entrance, making her moan again as I pass her clit. Jenna closes her eyes, panting for breath, Lawson’s cock still in her other hand as she grabs my hips like she’s trying to draw me inside her, but instead, I pause a moment.
I want to savor this, the last time I’ll ever fuck a virgin. Because I can’t imagine having other women after Jenna — even now, somehow, I know she’s my last.
“Kade,” she whisper-moans, her hips rolling, her fingers digging into the flesh on my side. “Please.”
That’s all I need, and I push the tip of my cock inside her, stretching the entrance of her virgin pussy around me.
Instantly, Jenna gasps, her whole body tensing even though I’m barely inside her. She’s tight as hell, the sensation so intense that for a moment I’m nearly overwhelmed.
Lawson leans down and kisses her deeply, his fingers pinching one nipple.
“It’ll only hurt for a moment, peach,” he murmurs into her mouth. “Promise.”
She kisses him back, and slowly, her body relaxes. Her hips move again, her legs wrapped loosely around my waist, and I lean forward, sliding more of my thick length inside her.
I feel something give. Jenna gasps again, her hands clenching the sheets, as Lawson kisses her again, deeply, one of his hands moving down her body until his fingers are circling her clit.
“Fuck, peach,” I murmur, forcing myself still until she relaxes again. “You feel fucking perfect.”
Gradually, her breathing eases. She relaxes, her hands unclenching. Her hips move again, inviting me deeper, as Lawson massages her clit in slow, steady circles. I’ve got both hands on her thighs, holding them around me, and I’m practically trembling with the force of resistance.
I want desperately to fuck her hard and fast and deep right now, right here, Jenna’s readiness be damned. I need to feel every inch of her, need to be deep inside her until she comes screaming our names.
And I will. Dear God, I will, but right now she needs me to be patient. Gentle.
“More,” Jenna whispers.
I give her more, slowly, millimeter by incredible millimeter until I’m sunk deep inside her, my grip tight on her knees while she gasps and moans.
“More,” she gasps again, her hands scrabbling at my hips. “God, please, Kade, more.”
I grab her hips hard and tug her down, hilting myself and leaning in, over her body.
“Don’t stop,” Jenna moans. “Please don’t stop, please.”
“You want more?” I ask, my voice rough with forced self-control. “This isn’t enough, peach?”
She writhes, moving my cock inside her, and her back arches as my hard length hits every pleasure center. Already I can feel her muscles starting to spasm and tighten around me, her breath coming in short ragged gasps.
And she wants more. I can give her more.
I pull out, slowly, fuck my sweet peach again, a little faster and harder than the first time. Lawson’s still got his fingers on her clit and she’s got one hand on his shoulder now, her nails digging into his muscles while she moans.
I fuck her again. Harder, faster, and even though I was determined that her first time would be easy, gentle, soft, this is quickly becoming anything but. With every stroke I’m driving as deep as I can, giving her the more tha
I grit my teeth together, fingers digging into her legs. I’m determined not to come yet, not until she does, no matter how sweet and tight her pussy is.
No matter how fucking beautiful she is like this, spread in front of us, gasping with the pleasure we’re giving her.
Jenna’s hand finds Lawson’s cock, and blindly, she starts stroking it with the same cadence I’m fucking her with. He growls, the noise coming from deep in his chest, his fingers on her clit moving faster and harder.
“Don’t come yet,” he tells her. “Don’t you dare come yet, you filthy girl, I want to watch you like this—”
“Lawson,” she moans, her eyelids fluttering.
I fuck her again, hard, and I make sure to hit the spot I know is driving her insane. Her pussy grips me like a fist, and I nearly come right then, despite myself.
“Don’t come,” he says again, his voice low and playful and teasing.
“I’m trying,” she whimpers, his cock still in her fist. “I’m trying, but I can’t— Lawson, it feels so good, I can’t help it…”
I fuck her one more time and Jenna just explodes. She clamps down around me so hard I nearly come, white filtering in from the edge of my vision. I lean over the bed, gasping, but I don’t stop. I just keep fucking her hard and deep while she comes and comes, shouting and moaning, begging us not to stop over and over again.
So we don’t stop.
“Kade,” Jenna gasps, her body still shuddering. “Oh my God, Kade, that was…”
She stops, looks up at Lawson. She bites her lip, and I fuck her again, slowly. She moans, her eyes sliding shut for a moment.
“That felt so good,” she whispers.
Lawson kisses her, fingers still lazily circling her clit, her muscles still jolting every few second.
“That was round one,” he murmurs.
Chapter Nineteen
Jenna
Round one?
I look up at Lawson, his blue eyes boring into mine. I came so hard I can barely think, and I don’t know what he means by round one.
I can only pant for breath, lying on my back, Kade still rock-hard inside me, his thick cock practically thrumming with heat, desire and lust and want still yawning inside me, like a bottomless pit.
Lawson growls, his hand moving off of my clit, tracing a trail of my own wetness up my body until he’s pinching a nipple, my scent wafting up to my nose.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come,” he says, his lips hovering over mine. “I hope you’re ready to do it again, peach, because we’re just getting started.”
Oh. That’s what they mean by round one. Of course.
I bite my lip, still looking up at him. I don’t know how to answer that, because I can’t even find words for the dirty things I want my bosses to do to me, and despite everything I don’t think I’m brave enough to say them out loud.
“Yes,” is all I manage to say, my voice coming out breathy, almost seductive.
The moment I say it Lawson captures my mouth with his, just as Kade suddenly pulls out. I protest into Lawson’s mouth, suddenly empty and bereft, and he pulls back, chuckling.
“Are you that eager for more cock, peach?” he asks, grinning. “You’re an insatiable little minx, aren’t you?”
With that he moves down my body, planting kisses between my breasts, on my belly, and I hold my breath as he works his way down my abdomen, pausing above my mound.
My toes curl with anticipation, and I look up, at the edge of the bed, into Kade’s burning eyes and nearly gasp.
Somehow, I haven’t actually seen him naked before, not in all his glory like this, and he’s breathtaking. The man looks good in a suit, sure, but he looks so good out of a suit that heat twists inside me yet again and my toes curl at the sight of his big, thickly muscled body, the way he’s standing there as casual as can be.
I don’t have as good of a view of Lawson but I can see the dim light playing on his muscles too, long and lean and rippling darkly as he bends over me, teasing me. Torturing me.
My gaze falls further and lands on Kade’s cock. Jesus, I still can’t believe that thing was inside me.
I can’t believe that thing took my virginity.
I can’t believe how hard it made me come, and I can’t believe how ready I am to do it again. With another man — my other boss — who’s standing right here, who watched everything.
“Please,” I whisper again, heat and desire twisting and unfurling inside me, sending tendrils through my core and limbs until I almost can’t stand it.
“Please,” I start begging. “Please, Lawson, I need you.”
Laughing, he lowers his head between my legs. I twist my fingers through his hair as he hoists my thighs onto his shoulders, his thick, sensuous lips brushing softly against my clit.
My whole body jolts and I gasp with the light pressure, hands knotting in his hair.
Then I feel his tongue, teasing me even more, softly running between my lips, just barely licking my entrance between them.
I whimper. My eyes are closed and my head is back, and I don’t even see Kade as he walks around the side of the bed, cock still dripping with my juices. I only feel his weight when he’s suddenly right next to me, on his knees, looking down.
Just as I open my eyes again to see Kade’s proud, thick cock standing at attention, Lawson suddenly backs up a few inches, his hands curled around my hips.
“Tell me something, peach,” he says, his voice slow and lazy, laconic but still sexy as hell. “Don’t you find missionary a little bit boring?”
I swallow, looking up into Kade’s eyes. I’ve only done missionary exactly once and boring was the last thing I thought it was, but the words won’t enter my mouth.
“I’ve got no comparison,” I manage to finally breathe out, just as his tongue lavishes its attentions once more on my clit, sliding slowly downward, between my lips, over my tight opening.
And then even further downward, to my puckered back hole, and suddenly I’m gasping and squirming as he circles it once, twice, white-hot rockets of forbidden pleasure shooting through my body.
Then he stops. Looks up at me and grins.
“Guess we’ll have to give you a basis for comparison, then,” he says.
Before I know what’s happening Lawson’s grabbed both my thighs and used them to flip me around so I’m on my stomach, arms folded under me.
“Oh!” I yelp, but already he’s pushing me further onto the bed and I bring my knees and hands underneath me, pushing myself up.
Kade is there, and he puts one hand under my chin, lifting it. I swallow hard, Lawson’s weight now on the bed behind me, his thick, rough hands palming my ass, grabbing me in the crease between my thighs and hips.
Kade kisses me, hard and slow, his tongue invading my mouth as Lawson’s fingers find my clit. He strokes me once and I moan into Kade’s mouth before he slides them back, over my swollen, wanting pussy, and to a quick, small circle of my tight back hole before he stops.
Then it’s his cock. I’m still kissing Kade ferociously, desperately as Lawson’s cock finds my entrance and he hilts himself in one single deep, hard stroke, instantly igniting all my pleasure centers and making me shout into Kade’s mouth, the kiss suddenly over.
Lawson groans, his hips rocking against my ass as he pushes against me, like he’s trying to get even deeper. There are stars on the edges of my vision now, and I realize that Kade’s hand is in my hair, gently holding my head back as I look up at him.
“You’re so fucking tight, peach,” Lawson growls. “Your sweet little pussy fits me like a glove.”
“Fuck me,” I gasp out, the only words that I can think of right now, the deep, insatiable need for him overcoming all my mental faculties.
Then Kade’s cock is there, in front of my face, and without thinking twice I open my mouth, already hungry for him as his hand guides my head back, hair still fisted in his hand.
There’s no foreplay, I just suck him into my mouth as deeply as I can, the tip of his thick cock hitting the back of my mouth almost instantly, his taste musky and salty on my tongue.
Above me, Kade groans, his hand going even tighter in my hair, a few tears forming in my eyes as I slurp him out, swirling my tongue around his shaft as I do.
“You’re so fucking sexy, peach,” Kade sighs as I rock backward into Lawson, his cock still buried deep in my pussy. I feel like there’s an electrical charge passing between the two of them, straight through my body. Like I’m some sort of erotic conduit.
Behind me, Lawson just groans, his hands palming my ass as he does, the sound full of pure lust and barely-held restraint.
“I can’t last long like this, peach,” he growls behind me.
Slowly, he pulls his cock out and I shudder with every millimeter. It’s perfect, exquisite torture, and his hands are there, holding me steady. Forcing me to stay still, not rock back and take him again like I desperately want to.
Instead I push my head down on Kade’s cock again, wanting, needing to have at least one of them inside me. I take him as far as I can, the head of his cock against the back of my mouth even though my lips are only halfway down his shaft.
Lawson pulls out, the head of his cock waiting at my entrance. My whole body quivers with desire, with want.
“Relax your throat,” Kade whispers above me. “Swallow my cock like a good girl.”
I take a deep breath through my nose, steeling myself. I’ve never done anything like this before — I’ve only put my mouth on a dick one other time, and that pales in comparison — so I’m nervous, but I obey.
I relax my hands, open my mouth, try to relax my throat. My eyes tear up a little as I lean forward, trying to take Kade’s massive width even deeper, trying to swallow him like I so desperately want to, hear the way he’ll groan with pleasure when I do—
Just then Lawson fucks me again, and this time isn’t gentle or slow, it’s hard and deep and I groan loudly onto Kade’s cock.
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