“Er, remember what I said?” Mia put in, raising her eyebrows. “I’m not having any more to drink tonight.”
“Of course,” Elias said smoothly, flicking his gaze briefly to his friend before shifting it back onto her, his grin widening even more. “But when I said celebration, I didn’t mean booze…” He released her hand, then slipped both arms around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss.
Mia’s heart skipped a beat and she was stunned for a second. But then her brain caught up with what was happening, and she hooked her free arm—she still held Alex’s hand with the other—around his neck and returned the kiss with enthusiasm. It was a huge relief to let go of her thoughts and misgivings and just do something, particularly considering the lengthy and potentially life-changing conversation they’d just had. But they had, as promised, answered all of her questions, assuaged all of her doubts, so there was no reason whatsoever that she couldn’t simply enjoy what was happening right now, and whatever would follow it.
Elias was an amazing kisser—like his personality, his technique was smooth, charming, and confident, without being over the top. Her head swum with the scent of his cologne, the taste of wine and coffee on his lips, the feel of his hard body pressed against hers, and the sensuous slide of his tongue inside her mouth. Throw in Alex letting go of her hand and moving behind her to caress her backside, then sweeping her hair aside to press soft, warm kisses to her neck and she was in danger of going into meltdown.
Her eyes tightly closed, she let herself be carried away in the moment. Sensations whizzed wildly through her body, and her nipples strained against the inside of her bra. Between her legs, she grew wetter by the second, and her clit already ached to be touched. The thought that there were three pairs of hands, if she included her own, available to do just that was mind blowing.
When, as if by some unspoken agreement, Elias moved his hands down to her bottom, and Alex shifted his around to cup her breasts, she became completely incapable of thought. All she could do was feel; experience. Enjoy. She tangled her fingers in Elias’s hair, tugging lightly, and upped the intensity of their kiss. He responded immediately, their mutual passion igniting, and their tongues and lips moving together in a frenzy of need.
Alex’s hands disappeared from her breasts, much to her disappointment. But then gentle fingers removed her earrings, and then she sensed Alex had stepped away entirely. Before she could lament his loss, though, he returned. And now, having taken out her earrings, he could nibble and suck at her earlobes, as well as kissing and caressing her neck and shoulders. Which is precisely what he did. His hands went back to her breasts, cupping and squeezing, then focussing on her stiff nipples through the material of her bra and dress. All the while she and Elias continued to kiss, their tongues battling, jaws working hard. He still gripped her buttocks, kneading them through the material of her dress, hauling her up against him so the fierce heat and hardness of his cock were easily apparent.
Mia felt bad that she wasn’t currently paying Alex any attention but, although she’d never had a three-way before, suspected she would get a chance to rectify that before the night was over. She certainly hoped so.
It didn’t seem to be dampening his enjoyment, in any case. On top of the tickle of his hair on her neck and shoulders, and the heat of his lips on her skin, her senses also picked up the speed of his breathing—fast. Very fast, and accompanied by the occasional moan of pleasure.
Suddenly, his right hand disappeared from her breast. She had time to briefly wonder if he was going to take his cock out and masturbate, when he began to ruck up the back of her dress. As soon as he’d gained access, Alex dipped his hand between her legs from behind—silently compelling her to spread them—and slid his fingers inside her underwear.
His growl of obvious pleasure at finding her so wet and swollen only fuelled her arousal further. With amazing skill, he played his digits in her engorged folds, while continuing to tease her nipple with his other hand.
Elias finally broke their kiss, allowing them both to suck in much-needed deep breaths. He leaned away enough to take in her face, then, flashing her the most lascivious grin she’d ever seen, moved back in and pulled her bottom lip into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled at the soft, plump flesh, sparking off a whole new set of sensations in her body.
Between them, Elias and Alex were flooding her, mainly with pleasure, but also with the occasional spike of pain—a nip to the lip, an especially hard pinch to the nipple, a rough suckle of the earlobe, or sharp bite of the neck. As it had been when Thomas had spanked her, the sensations simply added to her overall arousal, which built rapidly, a coil winding tightly, low in her abdomen.
She moaned, the sound escaping into the room, now unhindered by Elias’s mouth. Just then, Alex allowed his fingers to stray further forward and he finally, finally, touched her where she’d wanted him to the most—her clit. She moaned again, recognising the signs of an oncoming climax as he swept his fingertips over and over her bud, side to side, up and down, then in a steady but firm circle until she let go of Elias’s hair and gripped onto his shoulders, digging her fingers in as her system was totally overloaded with bliss. With a grunt she went rigid, then the tightened coil suddenly sprang free and she came with a yell that Elias quickly swallowed into his mouth when he fastened it over hers.
Her pussy spasmed, and waves of pleasure attacked her entire body. If it hadn’t been for the two hard, strong bodies she was crammed—or sandwiched—between, her weakened leg muscles probably would have caused her to crumple onto the plush carpet.
“Ahh, that’s it, Mia,” Alex murmured into her ear as she rode out her orgasm, his fingers still toying with her nipple and her clit. “Come for us, sweetheart. Fuck, you’re so hot. So beautiful.”
He withdrew his hands after a moment, likely sensing that any further stimulation would be too much. Moving them to her hair and her neck, he stroked her, whispering encouragement as she came back down to earth.
Then she heard, “You got her, mate?”
Elias, having released her mouth again, responded in the affirmative and shifted his grip back around her waist. Then, in her post-orgasmic haze, Mia was vaguely aware of the loss of Alex’s body heat and touch. Once again he reappeared lower down—but this time much lower. Carefully, he unbuckled her right shoe, then lifted her leg to slip it off, before placing her bare foot to the carpet. Then he repeated the action on her left foot. He swept his hands from her ankles, up the outsides of her calves, her knees, then her thighs, beneath her dress. When he reached her underwear, he tucked his fingers beneath the skinny waistband and drew them down, lifting each of her bare feet in turn, then presumably discarding the knickers.
“That’s much better,” he said, his tone thick and heavy as treacle, sending a thrill racing up and down her spine.
“I think we can improve on that, though,” Elias added, raising an eyebrow in enquiry at Mia. She nodded languidly as she continued to recover from her orgasm. Elias released her, only to turn his attention to her dress, which he quickly discovered unzipped at her side.
Smiling only a little as his knuckles brushed against her ticklish armpit, Mia waited, her heart pounding anew as Elias slowly ran the zip down. He’d barely gotten the tab to its final destination at her hip before Alex’s hands were at her shoulders, peeling the straps of her dress down her arms, taking the top half of the garment along with them. Once the material was pooled at her waist, the men worked in tandem—Elias worrying it over her hips and letting gravity take over while Alex popped open her strapless bra and released her breasts. Both items of clothing fell to the carpet with a light whump.
Elias took a couple of steps back and raked his gaze down her naked form, the hunger apparent on his face. Looking her in the eye, he said, “My God, Mia, you are perfection.”
From behind her, Alex’s voice came, “The view’s bloody amazing from where I’m standing, too.”
Mia felt wanted, adored; almost worshipped. It was a
wonderful, heady feeling, but it was also terribly one sided. Tilting her head, she smiled at Elias. “Thank you, gentlemen, but I’m now feeling incredibly underdressed. I think we should level the playing field, don’t you?” She pointed towards the door to her bedroom. “Let’s go.”
With a passion-filled groan, Elias replied, “Have I ever told you how sexy it is when you get all bossy like that?”
Instead of replying, Mia turned and headed for the bedroom, the knowledge that the two men found her so attractive fuelling her confidence and allowing her to give a wiggle of the hips as she went.
Once she reached the huge bed she sat on its edge, swung her legs up, then shifted over to the centre of the mattress to watch the two men undress. “Before you start, gents, do you have condoms?”
Without missing a beat, they both nodded. “Yes.”
Inclining her head, she replied, “Excellent. Then continue.”
She felt exceptionally powerful as they wordlessly did her bidding—quickly shedding their shoes, jackets, and ties, before being slowed down by socks, then cufflinks and shirt buttons. She didn’t mind, though—it gave her time to take them both in as they first bared their upper bodies, then their lower.
Elias was hairier, which didn’t surprise her—probably because the hair on his head was thicker and darker than Alex’s. A thick mat—but not too thick—covered his pecs, gradually thinning over his trim belly and down to the waistband of his boxers, which he had yet to remove. He was finely muscled from his shoulders right down to his calves, slightly thicker set than Alex, and utterly gorgeous. The bulge beneath his black boxer shorts intrigued her, too.
Alex was taller, leaner, a little less hirsute, and slightly wider in the shoulder. He had the faintest appearance of a six-pack which she suspected came from his attempts to hit the gym when his hectic schedule allowed it. His grey boxer shorts did little to mask the rigid wedge of flesh beneath them.
She had only the briefest glimpse of their cocks, since they ridded themselves of their underwear, then grabbed condoms from their wallets and joined her on the bed all in one hurried series of movements. As the mattress dipped on either side of her, Mia had no idea where to start. Then, remembering her earlier guilt at not paying Alex any attention, she decided that was as good a place to start as any.
Turning to him with a grin, she cupped his cheek and slanted her mouth over his. Having had his lips on her shoulders, neck, and ears, it felt good to finally have them on her mouth. With a groan, he rolled onto his side, then reached over to grip her hip and tug her to face him. She gasped as their heated bodies moulded together, and his stiff cock pressed against her thigh. Their kiss deepened, their lips parting, tongues seeking.
At the same time, Elias adopted a similar position to the one Alex had been in earlier—moving up behind her and beginning to dot kisses onto her naked body. He started at her uppermost shoulder, then played his lips and tongue across the top of her back before returning. Then he stroked her arse cheeks, murmurs of pleasure escaping his throat as he did so. After a moment, in another echo of Alex’s previous actions, he worked his hand between her legs. She bent her knee and put her foot flat to the mattress to give him freedom of movement. He soon took full advantage of that freedom, cupping her vulva and dipping his middle finger into her wetness with a guttural groan.
He shifted his hand, and a second finger joined the first, penetrating her more fully, more deeply. She moaned into Alex’s mouth as Elias stretched and filled her, silently wishing it was a cock inside her rather than fingers. Maybe even two cocks. Her heart skipped a beat as the thought shocked her. Admittedly, the idea of having one cock in her mouth and one in her pussy had crossed her mind—more than once—since meeting Elias and Alex, but she’d never considered having both in her pussy, or even one in her pussy and one in her arse. Bloody hell—it seemed the possibilities were endless. Not to mention endlessly erotic.
Juices seeped from her core, enticing another groan from Elias. “Christ, Mia. You’re so damn sexy—I feel like I’m going to come already. I want so badly to be inside your pussy.”
Tearing her mouth from Alex’s, she ground out, “So get a condom on and do it already.” She wasn’t sure who the demanding hussy was that had just spoken—but she liked her. She came up with the best ideas.
Elias didn’t reply, but his fingers immediately slipped out of her pussy.
As she returned to kissing Alex, she heard the tear of foil. The mattress moved behind her as Elias manoeuvred into position, and she felt his knuckles bump against her buttocks, then the blunt head of his sheathed cock at her entrance. Slotting it into place, he then wrapped his arm around her and splayed his warm hand over her belly. Then he used it to guide her onto him as he pushed inside her. The result was a steady glide, as her slick pussy willingly stretched to allow him access.
Her moans were swallowed into Alex’s mouth as they continued to kiss, a kiss which grew even rougher and more animalistic as Mia’s body was flooded with pleasure once more. God, there were hands everywhere. On her belly, on her breasts, on her shoulder, cupping her jaw. Realising hers still held Alex’s face—gorgeous as it was—she decided to go exploring. Laying the flat of her uppermost hand against Alex’s chest, she hummed with pleasure as her fingers contacted hot skin and hard, masculine flesh. She toyed with his chest hair, then his nipples, gratified when he grunted into her mouth and jerked his hips.
Slowly, she moved over the shallow humps of his abdomen, then lower, into the tight curls of his pubic hair. Scraping her fingertips through the wiry hair, she then found his shaft and wrapped her hand around it. The sensation of scorching velvety skin over rigid, throbbing flesh was divine, and she squeezed his ample thickness a little, before settling her hand into a position that allowed her to masturbate him. She did just that, quickly matching the rhythm with her hand that Elias had set with his thrusting behind her.
She was disappointed she couldn’t see Elias, but contented herself with the fact she could sure as hell feel him. His shaft was thick and long, and stroked her in all the right places as he shuttled in and out of her, sending sparks of pleasure radiating out through her entire being.
Just then, Alex fastened his hand over hers, halting her movements on his cock. He broke their kiss to say, “Stop, Mia, please. I don’t want to come just yet. I have a better idea…”
With that, he shuffled down the bed and into a position that allowed him to lick her clit. She wondered how he felt about having his mouth so close to Elias’s cock, but when he sucked her swollen bud into his mouth, the thought was chased away, along with everything else. Once more, the overload of sensation left her just feeling, just doing, and she loved it. She squeezed her eyes closed and allowed herself to be carried away on the waves of bliss, with each and every new action spurring her closer and closer to climax.
Hot lips on her shoulder. Strong hand on her breast. Hard male flesh slapping against her. Thrusting cock inside her. Fingertips digging into her thigh. Wet tongue on her clit… Everything mixed together in an intense melting pot of ecstasy that left her boneless and unable to do anything but succumb to the orgasm that approached, then slammed into her with a ferocity that made her buck and yell, her pussy spasming wildly around Elias’s shaft, which in turn tumbled him over the edge into his own climax. He swore and grunted as pleasure took over him, and again Mia was sorry she couldn’t see his face as he emptied his load inside her.
She was half aware of Alex pulling away from her clit, then scrambling towards the edge of the bed. She watched, bleary eyed and blinking, her orgasm still ebbing and flowing within her, as he retrieved his own condom and hurriedly but carefully opened it and slipped it into place. He looked a question at her. Nodding, she held out her arms to him.
Elias’s cock had, by now, softened and slipped from her saturated pussy. He’d gone altogether, in fact, she realised as she rolled over. Her back had barely landed on the mattress when Alex was between her thighs, swiftly guiding his
straining shaft into her with a groan of pure relief and intense need. Her core, which still quivered with tiny aftershocks, accepted him readily. Once he was fully seated within her, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and hung on tight as he fucked her with a speed and ferocity that told of the agony that every minute he’d been made to wait had caused.
His desperation made him frantic, but he still managed to grind against her in such a way that her clit was stimulated. And, given she’d come twice already, a third climax would be easily achievable.
As Mia clung to Alex, jerking her hips to meet each of his rough thrusts, she realised she’d closed her eyes at some point. Opening them, she let her head loll to one side, the side Elias had been on, and was pleased to find him there—he hadn’t been when she’d first rolled over, but then perhaps he’d gone to dispose of the condom. He perched on the edge of the mattress, watching her and Alex with a huge grin on his face.
She idly wondered if the two of them ever got jealous of each other when they shared someone—either like this, at the same time, or separately. But then, probably not, otherwise it couldn’t possibly work.
Alex’s movements became faster, shallower, and the friction grew so intense that she thought she might spontaneously combust. Christ, wouldn’t that be a way to go! Electricity crackled between her legs, another orgasm building, and after shooting Elias a grin in return, she squeezed her eyes shut. Panting and groaning, she dug her nails into Alex’s back as the pressure increased, then she came again with a squeal and a whimper. A second later, Alex roared and emptied his balls inside her spasming cunt.
He slumped heavily on top of her, bracing his weight on his forearms so as not to crush her. Then he met her gaze, and she melted at the intensity she saw in his eyes. Slipping her hand around the back of his neck, she pulled him down and kissed him hard, trying to convey with her kiss the feelings that she couldn’t quite voice—couldn’t even identify in her mind right now.
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