She reached for him, holding him to her as their tongues dueled, his hand groping her breast while she moaned into his mouth. He explored her mouth while he ground his cock against her hip, the friction making his breath stutter in his chest. He pulled away when her soft hand curled around his dick. He was hovering on the brink, unsure whether or not he would be able to hold out much longer. Her urgent yet gentle touch was more than he could bear, pushing him closer and closer to release, something he refused to do until he was inside her.
Pulling out of her grip, Phoenix rested on his forearm and turned his attention to Tarik, who was eating Mia’s pussy like a starving man, his tongue flicking over her clit, his fingers slipping inside her and retreating slowly.
“Tarik. Yes. Please. More,” Mia begged.
Tarik continued his sensual assault on her pussy while Phoenix watched. He was desperate to get his mouth on her, but at the moment, he was strung so tight he feared he might break if he even moved.
Then Tarik pulled his fingers from inside Mia and reached for him, gripping his dick firmly, his fingers wet with Mia’s juices. Phoenix tried not to focus on how fucking good it felt as Tarik stroked him while he continued to lick Mia, her hips thrusting up against his face.
“Tarik!” Mia’s scream shattered the otherwise silence of the room as her orgasm gripped her. Phoenix slammed his mouth to hers once more, inhaling her cries as she came in his arms, fighting the urge to give in to the exquisite sensation of Tarik’s hand still firmly stroking his dick.
Chapter Twenty-Three
IN ALL HER life, Mia had never had an orgasm like the one that had just ripped through her. She hadn’t even known it was possible, and she wasn’t sure whether she was merely a sad, sad case or if she’d just been with the wrong man. Whatever the reason, her body had taken flight, soaring higher and higher while Tarik teased her clit and thrust his fingers inside of her. When he’d curled them, touching a spot deep inside her, she’d been unable to control the torrent of sensation that rocketed through her until she shattered into a million tiny pieces.
She was boneless, nearly too exhausted to move, yet there was an ache between her thighs that yearned to be soothed. She wasn’t sure she could orgasm again, but she knew without a doubt that she needed one of them inside her.
“Phoenix,” she whispered, sliding her hand over his cheek as she stared into his turbulent green eyes. “I need to feel one of you. Inside me.”
She saw his Adam’s apple move in his throat as he swallowed hard, a glimmer of pure fire adding to the intensity of his gaze.
The next thing she knew, he was off the bed and moving across the room to a large armoire. He returned with a strip of condoms, and after tearing one off, he tossed the rest onto the bed beside Tarik.
“Put it on me,” Phoenix instructed Tarik, the commanding tone in his voice returning after having been absent since they’d started this.
Mia watched as Tarik did as instructed, opening the package and then rolling the latex over Phoenix’s long, hard length, but not before Tarik leaned in and melded his lips to Phoenix’s, kissing him with a passion Mia could practically feel.
Once Tarik got his fill, he released Phoenix and took a step back.
Without another word, Phoenix joined Mia on the bed once again, positioning himself between her thighs before leaning over and pressing his lips to hers. And just like that, the electricity began to spark beneath her skin, like an adrenaline shot that targeted every single nerve ending. Her body hummed to life, and she wrapped one leg around Phoenix’s hip, urging him closer, wanting to feel him, needing to be filled by one of them.
He continued to plunder her mouth as he guided himself to her entrance. He teased her briefly, the head of his cock sliding up and down her slit. She continued to grind against him, silently begging him to enter her, to give her what she needed. And then he lined up once again and pressed forward, the head of his cock breaching her entrance. The flash of pain that sparked surprised her, and she pulled back, staring up at him as she sucked in air, trying to ignore the pain.
It’d been a really long time, and he was much bigger than… He was big, that was the gist of it. She worried momentarily that she wouldn’t be able to take him.
“I’ll go slow, baby,” he said softly, leaning down and kissing the corner of her mouth. “I’ll be easy.”
The bed shifted near her head, and she glanced over to see Tarik crawling toward her.
“Put your hand on my cock, Mia. I want to feel you touch me while Phoenix fucks you.”
His words sent a blinding frisson of heat through her, making her pussy spasm around Phoenix’s thick cock slowly sliding deeper. She knew Tarik was trying to distract her, and as her body relaxed, she realized it had worked.
“Your hand’s so damn soft,” Tarik said, his voice a rough whisper.
When Phoenix pushed up onto his knees, resting his hands on her bent legs, she watched them both. Her sexual experience was extremely limited, and this was something she hadn’t even imagined in her wildest, most erotic dreams, but she couldn’t look away. Two men, hovering over her, it was … the hottest thing she could imagine, and she wanted more of them. Both.
“Phoenix,” she pleaded. “Fuck me, please.”
“Slow, Mia. I don’t want to hurt you.”
He was big, but the pain had subsided, and her body was ready for him, aching for him. She didn’t want to wait any longer.
“Put your mouth on me, Mia,” Tarik instructed, leaning over her and obstructing her view of Phoenix.
Not that she needed to see him, because he continued to fill her, obliterating her thoughts. Closing her eyes, she guided Tarik’s rigid cock into her mouth, sucking him slowly as he began to fuck her mouth. He didn’t push far, but he managed to control the pace, something she was grateful for because when Phoenix settled inside her completely, she lost control of her body, giving herself over to the pleasure as he began to retreat before thrusting into her again. Just as he’d promised, he started out slow but increased his pace, fucking her so thoroughly he awakened nerve endings she wasn’t even aware she had.
Tarik increased his pace as Phoenix did. Mia had to concentrate to keep from biting him as she moaned from the sheer ecstasy of Phoenix pounding into her.
“Fuck, Mia, it’s too good,” Tarik growled.
When Tarik pulled back, she thought she’d done something wrong, but then Phoenix fell atop her, his forearm resting beside her face, his hand cupping the crown of her head, his mouth hovering inches from hers. As he stared into her eyes, his pelvis began a slow, sensual grind against hers. Moments later, he was pushing in incredibly deep and then withdrawing, slamming into her over and over. He locked his gaze with hers and whispered for her to come. Only then did she give herself over to the sensations, knowing she wouldn’t be able to last forever although she never wanted him to stop. It felt too good.
“Phoenix,” she cried out as an electrical current of sensation erupted in her core, barreling outward through her arms, legs, fingers, toes. The only sounds she heard were her rapid breaths, Phoenix’s sexy grunts, and the roar of her own blood in her ears. “Phoenix!”
“Fuck, yes, Mia. Come on my cock,” Phoenix ground out, his voice rough. “I’m coming, baby. Come for me. Fuck.”
She shattered once more, brilliant sparkles of light flashing behind her closed eyelids, her inner muscles clenching around Phoenix’s cock still buried inside her, a delicious tingle lingering in her core. Seconds passed, maybe minutes, but she didn’t open her eyes, relishing the most exquisite pleasure she’d ever known. Wishing it didn’t have to end.
Mia was coming down from her high when she finally opened her eyes, watching as Tarik slid his hands into Phoenix’s dark hair and thrust his cock between his lips.
“Suck me, Phoenix. I wanna come in your mouth. Oh, fuck, yes. So good.”
Mia’s pussy clenched, a sweet aftershock reverberating through her as she watched Tarik fuck Phoenix’s mouth. Phoe
nix groaned at the same time Tarik did. Unable to help herself, Mia leaned over and placed her hand on Tarik’s hard, muscular thigh, feeling the power in him as he endured the pleasure Phoenix offered him. He took her hand without looking at her, linking their fingers and holding it closer to his side as he tensed once again.
“Stroke me,” Tarik ordered. “Tighten your fist. Harder. Ahh, yeah. Like that.” Tarik’s body went rigid, his hips driving forward, burying himself in Phoenix’s mouth while Phoenix’s hand continued to stroke Tarik’s shaft. Animalistic groans erupted in the room moments before Tarik cried out one final time. “I’m coming. Oh, God, yes! Phoenix. Fuck. Suck me dry.”
And despite her exhaustion, another orgasm ripped through her when Phoenix slammed into her one final time.
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TARIK WASN’T SURPRISED when Mia drifted off shortly after they finished. He had lifted her off the bed so that Phoenix could pull back the blankets and then lowered her onto one of the pillows. She hadn’t said a word, simply turned on her side and curled up with her hands beneath her face. Once again, she looked as sweet and innocent as he had originally pegged her for. But he’d seen a wildcat beneath that sweetness, an erotic woman whose inner desires hadn’t been tapped yet.
There would be plenty of time for that, he knew.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Phoenix said, not looking directly at Tarik as he padded naked across the room and escaped into the attached bathroom.
Tarik waited until he heard the water come on. He pulled the blankets up over Mia, leaned down, and brushed a kiss against her forehead. “We’ll be right back.”
She stirred a little, murmured something he didn’t understand, but she didn’t open her eyes.
Without knocking, Tarik entered the bathroom to find Phoenix standing in the shower, his head resting against the tile as he stood beneath the spray. The steam billowed up and over the clear glass enclosure, making the chocolate-brown slate tiles shine with moisture.
Not trying to be silent, Tarik joined Phoenix in the shower and stepped up behind him, wrapping his arms around Phoenix and holding him before the other man had a chance to protest or push him away. The hot water pounded down on his face, but Tarik didn’t move, not wanting to let go of Phoenix.
Neither of them said anything for several minutes, and it wasn’t until Phoenix moved, placing his hand on Tarik’s arm, squeezing gently, that he released the breath he’d been holding. Things were going to be all right. He knew they would be.
Phoenix wasn’t an easy man to read, and Tarik had feared he was going to retreat, try to push Tarik away. Things were heating up between them, and there was no turning back. At least not where he was concerned.
Pressing his lips to Phoenix’s shoulder, he started slow, his arms still wrapped tightly around him as he kissed across the tense muscles of his back, up his neck until Phoenix’s head lifted and he turned slightly, giving Tarik better access.
Tarik’s cock hardened, and he couldn’t resist pressing his hips against Phoenix, his dick sliding along the crease of his ass as he closed his eyes, a silent thank you going out to whoever was responsible for giving him this moment. He wanted more than anything to bury himself inside Phoenix, to claim him in ways he’d never been claimed before. It was too soon, he knew that much, but he still wanted it more than anything.
Phoenix must’ve realized, because he turned in Tarik’s arms, placing his hands on his chest and forcing him backward until Tarik was the one pressed against the rough tiled wall.
“Don’t think I don’t want this, because I do,” Phoenix whispered, pinning him with his hard gaze.
Tarik nodded his understanding, reaching for Phoenix, but he was stopped when Phoenix reached for both of his hands, twining their fingers together and then lifting Tarik’s arms above his head, forcefully pinning him there.
“I know you’re used to being in control,” Phoenix said, his voice deep and even. “I’m not sure I can give it up. Not completely.”
Tarik wanted to assure him that he could, but he didn’t. Phoenix was a control freak. They constantly battled over it in their day-to-day life, so Tarik hadn’t expected that this would be any different. But he knew when the time came, Phoenix would relinquish his control, would give himself over to Tarik. It was merely a matter of time.
“Kiss me,” Tarik commanded, letting Phoenix know he was willing to compromise, hence the way he was being pinned to the wall, but ensuring he knew that Tarik was still in control.
Phoenix leaned in and brushed his lips against Tarik’s. Just enough to make Tarik want more of him.
“Fucking kiss me,” Tarik ordered, straining his arms to take control of the situation.
Phoenix tightened his grip, keeping him pinned to the wall as he crushed his mouth to Tarik’s. The brutal assault was so fucking thrilling Tarik was tempted to believe he could come from that kiss alone. He ground his hips forward, sliding his still-hard dick against Phoenix’s, pulling a delicious moan from the other man.
“I want you,” Tarik told Phoenix when Phoenix pulled away. “I want to turn you around, make you put your hands on the wall while I slide my cock deep in your ass.” He kept his tone low and even as he continued, “I want to own you, Phoenix. I want to fuck you until you scream my name. Until you know who can make you lose control. Me. Only me.”
Phoenix’s eyes widened, and Tarik recognized, even though he was the one restrained against the wall, that he’d won this round. Phoenix wanted it as much as Tarik did.
“But I can wait,” Tarik added softly, needing to reassure Phoenix that they had time. “I’ve waited this long. I can wait a little while longer. But just know this.” He leaned forward as far as he could, resting his forehead against Phoenix’s. “I will take you; I will own you. Don’t try to fool yourself into believing otherwise.”
Phoenix shifted Tarik’s arms so that he was holding his wrists with one hand, the other sliding down between them. The rough hand that gripped his cock made him suck in a breath. The pain was exquisite. Phoenix began jacking him urgently, roughly, exactly the way Tarik needed it.
“Fuck,” Tarik groaned as his cock hardened completely.
“You like that?” Phoenix ground out through clenched teeth, his mouth only a whisper away from Tarik’s. “You like when I take control? I know you do. Don’t deny it. What would you do if I turned you around and buried my cock in your ass, Tarik? Would you let me take you? Let me fuck you hard?”
“God, yes,” he groaned. “Any way you want.” The admission was easy. He’d wanted Phoenix for too long. His ass clenched, the need building as Phoenix continued to stroke him harder, faster until Tarik’s eyes closed and the pleasure nearly overwhelmed him.
“Open your eyes,” Phoenix demanded.
Tarik forced his eyes open, meeting Phoenix’s determined gaze.
“Look at me when I make you come.”
Tarik nodded, unable to do anything more as the pleasure gripped him.
“I want to watch you come.”
Phoenix’s grip on Tarik’s wrists tightened; the slice of pain was the extra push he needed. “Fuck,” he groaned. “I’m coming.”
His cock pulsed as he came, but Phoenix didn’t release him. Phoenix kept a firm grip on his softening dick, and the other on his wrists as he pressed his lips to Tarik’s.
“Give me time, Tarik. That’s all I ask. Just a little time.”
Tarik nodded. He wanted to tell Phoenix he would give him forever just to know that he would eventually have him. But he didn’t say the words, unable to admit that much. He wanted Phoenix to know, but he feared what might happen if Phoenix panicked. And he would panic if Tarik told him exactly how he felt.
Yeah, there was absolutely no doubt in his mind that Phoenix would retreat if Tarik admitted that what he felt for Phoenix was the closest thing to love he’d ever known.
But this, right here, right now, was so worth it.
So fucking worth it.
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SLEEP ELUDED HIM. No matter how hard he tried, Phoenix couldn’t get his mind to shut down. Lying in his bed with Mia curled up against his side, Tarik on the opposite side of the bed, he was more content than he’d been in a long time, but he couldn’t get his thoughts to settle.
The room was silent except for the gentle hum of the heater and Mia’s soft, even breaths. Tarik was quiet, and Phoenix wondered whether he was awake, but he didn’t want to ask. He didn’t want to talk.
It’d been a whirlwind of a day, both emotional and physical, and Phoenix felt wrung out, depleted. Yet he wouldn’t have traded it for the world.
He thought back to Mia’s admission that she had trust issues. He’d known that from the first moment he’d asked her to dance. When he’d found out about Landry, it all made sense. But tonight, when she’d come back to the penthouse, there hadn’t been any mistrust there. There was an odd sensation in his chest when he thought about how the two of them had taken over, guiding him into a situation he’d been avoiding for so long he hadn’t even known how to make it happen.
And then Tarik… The man didn’t push him, but Phoenix could sense his urgency, the need to grab hold of whatever this was and tighten his grip, do something that would keep them from drifting apart when they had seemingly made so much progress. Phoenix couldn’t explain it, but that alone gave him a security he hadn’t thought he’d needed.
Having always been the one in control, it was strange and comforting at the same time to know that there were two people willing to catch him if he fell. Not that he planned to, he was too sturdy for that, but he wasn’t invincible.
“Quit thinking.” The deep rumble of Tarik’s voice made him smile in the darkness, but he didn’t respond.
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