Liam groaned, because the three of us were so close, there were no secrets. Heath’s whispers in my ear had been easily picked up by him.
“You give him something to watch. I’ll give him something to feel.” I snaked my hand over the trail of hair that dipped below Liam’s underwear and circled my fingers around the base of his erection.
He hissed when I made contact, gripping his thick cock tight and rolling my hand slowly up his length. He shoved the sheets down, and I tugged at his underwear, freeing him to give me better access.
Liam didn’t want to watch me work his dick, though. His gaze trained on Heath’s fingers working their way down the soft curves of my stomach, the tips sneaking lower into my panties.
“Take them off,” Liam murmured, to me or to Heath I wasn’t sure, but both of us were quick to do it.
Liam tucked his fingers into the straps of my bra, yanking them down my shoulders and flipping my breasts out of the cups. He didn’t bother trying to undo my bra, he went straight for two handfuls, artfully squeezing the tips and rubbing them between his fingers. I pumped his cock and pressed my ass back against Heath’s dick, now fully erect behind me. There was no doubt what I wanted. There was an aching void inside me that begged to throw a leg over one of them, sink down and ride until I found my bliss.
Anything to avoid thinking about the desperateness of our situation.
But the two of them kept me pinned. Liam touching my breasts, Heath’s fingers dipping lower to roll my clit. The bundle of nerves between my legs sent shooting spurts of excitement through my body, deepening the ache until my breaths became ragged. Precum beaded at the tip of Liam’s cock, and I desperately wanted to taste him. Heath’s fingers moved low into my core, coming out shining with my arousal. He stopped to bring them to his mouth, sucking my juices from his fingers.
My core gave a little clench of need. I couldn’t wait anymore. “Somebody needs to put their dick in me.” I didn’t even care that it was well out of the realm of things I normally said. Liam had broken me in that regard, teaching me that I didn’t need to be some timid, quiet mouse in bed. I could be a wildcat if I wanted to be, or anything in between.
Tonight I just needed touch. Closeness. And if I was being completely basic, I wanted dick in pussy.
“How about we both do?” Liam murmured, thrusting his hips slightly into my grasp.
“Yes,” I moaned, not exactly sure if it was because Heath was fucking his fingers into me at a deliciously punishing tempo, or if I was agreeing to Liam’s suggestion of both of them. I didn’t know what he meant by that. One at a time? Both together? Where? But I let my brain blank out, because one thing I did know was that I was safe with these men. They would never hurt me. They would never do anything without making sure it blew my mind in sixty-nine different ways.
Heath lifted my leg, draping it over Liam’s muscular thigh. Liam didn’t hesitate, taking the invite, nudging in closer until his dick prodded at my entrance. Heath kept his arm draped over my hip, his fingers pressed between me and Liam, rolling my clit while Liam slid inside me.
I groaned at the way he stretched me wide, while my clit throbbed in her pleasure at being so thoroughly worked during sex. I hooked my leg right around Liam’s waist, opening myself up to him fully and writhing on the mattress, arcing my body to meet his thrusts.
My orgasm built quickly, so quickly I barely got out a warning before I was clamping down around Liam’s dick, muscles spasming and sending him into an orgasm as well. We bucked and writhed together, our timing getting sloppy but Heath never letting up on my clit.
Liam withdrew from my body, flopping back on the mattress, breathing rapidly, with one arm slung over his eyes.
“You’re gonna want to watch, Banks,” Heath warned.
He rolled me onto my stomach and spread my legs wide so I was star-fished across the bed. I was so lost to the sensation of my orgasm I was as pliable as a rag doll, Heath’s to control.
Liam leaned in to kiss me, his tongue meeting mine, slow and leisurely. My core gave a delayed thump of pleasure at kissing him after just having him inside me. His cum coated my pussy, but Heath didn’t care. He gripped my hips, lifting my ass up in the air. He plunged deep inside me, riding me doggy style while I closed my eyes in ecstasy. Liam found my clit this time, tapping it slowly, in time to Heath’s thrusts. His eyes were lit up like a kid on Christmas morning, watching Heath take me.
My second orgasm was building when Heath pulled from my body. I whined, needing to fall over the edge again.
“Not yet, sweetheart,” Heath soothed. He put two fingers deep inside me, coating his fingers before dragging them back to my ass.
I didn’t care that I sounded like a bad porn star. I moaned my encouragement, pressing back against his waiting fingers. “Yes!”
His dick plunged inside my pussy again, grinding slowly against my G-spot, while he fingered my ass. I already knew by now, through practice with Rowe and Liam, that nothing turned me on more. I was heady with everything that had happened today, high on having Heath here with me, and I wanted my mind blown. One finger became two until I was wild, taking more of him there than I ever thought I could.
It still wasn’t enough.
My clit throbbed, and my pussy ached. I was so turned on, so desperate. I looked over my shoulder at my man.
He kneeled strong behind me, his biceps bulging, abs flexing. His tattoos even darker and more pronounced in the dim light.
God, he was beautiful.
With his gaze pinned on mine, his cock took the place of his fingers. He pushed inside my ass so slowly it did nothing more than fulfill the need he’d created inside me. He was gentle, giving me time to adjust until I was so crazy with want that it was me who hurried the process along, grinding back, taking as much of him as I could.