Page 9 of One Naughty Night

Their answers of “yep” and “please” blend and they both catch the bottles I toss them.

I chance a glimpse at the time on my phone and frown, knowing the end of the best night of my life is quickly drawing near. But just as fast, a voice inside my head yells, “Don’t waste it moping! Get in there!”

Hell yeah. Head voice is right, and with determination anew, I swivel around and fix my sultry attention on Zach.

“I want to feel you now.” I whisper, but he hears me, and with a soft curl to his lip, he lies down on the bed, back against the headboard, and bends his finger to beg me near. I prance over, gaze on his unbreakable and stop at his side.

He grips himself at the base, hard again and standing straight up, veins bulging. “Ride me, sweetness,” he says and a gush of desire floods me.

I sling one leg over him and sit straddled, watching raptly as he rolls on the condom Jax tosses him, swiping my tongue over my lips. Jax is watching too, his unashamed voyeurism burning into me. I lift, and ready and wet as I am, I slide onto him slowly, his girth stinging lusciously. I take several moments and pleasurable attempts to work him in all the way, up and down a bit more each time until I’m impossibly filled and stretched, our eyes still joined.

“All right?” he asks in husky breathlessness and I nod, running a hand down his torso, tracing and committing to memory every detail. “You can’t imagine how good you feel, Stormy. So snug and warm. Perfect.”

Tears prick my eyes at his tenderness and I rebuff them immediately. “Jax,” I utter, needing his counter-balance to keep this on the track of what it is—nothing more than random sex.

“Right here, babe.” He’s at my side, hands touching everywhere as he devours my mouth.

Only now do I relax and begin to move on Zach, his large hands rubbing my hips. It’s beautiful and fulfilling, ugly and disheartening. Everything I’ll never have again but will forever mourn the loss of…except in my memories, where I’ll bask in only the beauty of the visions and never let them fade. It’s the only and last chance I have to speak my furthest buried fantasy aloud, cringing in embarrassment as I do so.

“Jax,” I barely murmur, eyes squeezed shut, “fuck me too.”

Zach’s hands clasp harder at my side and he tenses under me. “Stormy, that’s gonna be an awful tight fit, sweetness. You sure?”

I open my eyes, his green pools of concern stabbing at my heart. “I’m sure. I want it. Just,” I turn my head back to Jax, “go slow, okay?”

“You got it, sugar.” He presses a chaste kiss to my shoulder and reaches for another condom.

“Baby,” Zach grates, driving up into me, pulling me down in cadence with his quickened speed. “Get there once, it’ll help.”

I clench my fingernails into his massive chest, leaning down to take his mouth while he moves a hand to rub my clit. My entire body tenses when I feel Jax move in behind me.

“Relax.” He trails a single fingertip down my spine, speaking as warmly as he has all night. “It only feels good if you really want it.” He kisses the nape of my neck, his tongue sliding up to my ear where he whispers, “Do you really want it?”

“Uh huh,” I moan, on the edge of climax as Zach’s thickness drives into me, his attention to that sweet spot never relenting.

“You sure?” Jax’s tone turns playful. “How bad you want it? Tell me.” He’s spreading my ass open, his powerful tip nudging at my virginal hole.

“Bad,” I moan, then stop, breath catching as I come apart for Zach.

“Oh God, breathe, baby. Fuck,” Zach groans. “That’s so. Damn. Good.”

I suck in harshly, jerking forward as Jax slides his hand around my front, ignoring Zach’s cock rocking slowly inside me, and brushes his fingers over my sensitive clit, gathering wetness from my release.

“Don’t come yet, man. Keep her going.” Jax steers, rubbing the moisture around my asshole. “Tell me. Tell me you want it,” he growls, still massaging in his inventive form of lube.

Zach’s head comes up and he sucks in my nipple. My arms snake around his neck, head falling back when he bites it and I scream, “Fuck my ass. Please, fuck it, Jax!”

Instantly, he begins to work his way inside. More than a bite of pain causes me to wince, but Zach’s there, fingers flying over my clit, stroking between my pussy lips, his thrusts deep and slow, his hot breath in my ear.

“Push out and relax, sweetie. It’ll feel real good in just a minute. Two of us worshipping your beautiful body.” Zach licks down my neck and up again to suckle my jaw, then lips. “That’s my sweet girl, I can feel him almost there.”

My head falls forward, mouth dropping open in painful ecstasy, and soon there’s nothing but pleasure.

“Fuck me, that’s amazing,” Jax rumbles behind me, both ass cheeks spread by his hands. “You ever had it here, baby?”

“No.” I gulp, raising my head but just letting it fall back down as they both move inside me.

“Fucking unbelievable. Goddamn.”

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