Page 22 of Sharing Her Heart

Below, Nathan’s tongue continued its relentless teasing, and together, they brought her to a precipice she couldn’t escape.

Felicity was suspended between overwhelming pleasure and apprehension. She had glimpsed the other man's erection—thick, rigid, and eager—and wondered how her body could accommodate them both. The thought sent waves of trepidation through her.

"Felicity, you're killing me." John's rough voice was laden with lust as he held the base of his cock, driving it deeper into her mouth. "Such a fucking good girl."

She felt the tip of him pulse against her tongue, so she focused on the sensitive spot just below it, drawing a deep groan from him. That sound reverberated inside her, igniting a fire that surged to her core. Tightening her lips around him, she sucked harder, her own desperation mirroring his as their shared tension heightened.

He was on the brink of release; she could feel it, and so was she. But the man between her thighs tormented her, withholding the final stroke that would push her over the edge. She growled softly around John's cock, her frustration mounting.

"Stay still." The low command, followed by a light slap to her mound, startled her into compliance.

Her gaze shot up to meet John's, who smirked before looking down again.

"She’s not doing her job, Nathan," John teased. "I think she needs a little more incentive."

Felicity’s scream was muffled by the cock filling her mouth, but her body reacted, a shudder of pleasure rippling through her with the next stinging blow. Shame mixed with arousal as her clit throbbed, her body betraying her desire.

She tightened her mouth on John’s erection, sucking with determination. When another slap landed, her hips jerked, a strangled moan escaping her as the sensations clashed—pain, pleasure, heat. Her whole body ached for release, but the teasing was relentless.

“Good girl. Taking these hits on your sweet pussy. Such a good girl.”

Then instead of another smack, she felt a teasing lick over her clit. She rewarded John with an even firmer grip, her mouth pulling him deeper as his control slipped.

"Felicity, I’m gonna come," he groaned, thrusting faster. His climax hit hard, and she felt the warmth flood her mouth, thickand salty, as his body shuddered in release. She swallowed every single drop he gave her.

Even as he withdrew, leaving her lips reluctantly, she felt no relief. Nathan’s tongue still teased her, keeping her on the edge. Perspiration glistened on John’s flushed skin as he moved to release her from the restraints, his eyes still burning with desire.

“Are you ready?” John asked, his hands at her wrists, freeing her as Nathan unfastened the bindings at her ankles.

Felicity trembled, her body screaming for release, every nerve alight. Nathan lay back, his cock standing tall against his abdomen, veins pulsing as he slid a condom over its length. She could barely think as they moved her into position, her hands finding John's shoulders as she kissed him fiercely.

The suddenness of her action seemed to unravel him, his hands pulling her closer as Nathan positioned her above him. She gasped as she felt the broad head of his cock press against her entrance and John’s voice soft in her ear.

“He’ll take you first,” he whispered. “Then I’ll do the same. Just let go, Felicity. Let the pleasure take you.”

Nathan’s lips brushed her skin as he gently guided her down onto his cock. The sensation of him stretching her, filling her, was almost too much. She clung to John, her breaths ragged as he kissed her deeply, while Nathan’s cock throbbed inside her.

"Relax," Nathan murmured. His fingers, slick with lubricant, teased the entrance of her other hole, sliding in smoothly as she cried out in surprise. She pressed closer to him, trying to take in both sensations at once as John prepared to enter her from behind.

"Hold still, Felicity." Nathan’s hands held her steady. "Patience."

John pressed the tip of his cock against her rear, slowly pushing inside. The stretch was sharp, the sensationoverwhelming as she moaned, her body quivering from the pressure of both men inside her.

John groaned as he sank deeper, gripping her tightly. She was impaled, completely filled, and her body trembled from the intensity.

“Now,” John rasped. “Now, Nathan.”

Felicity gasped as Nathan pushed farther into her slick heat, her body barely able to contain the two thick shafts that now possessed her. She bucked involuntarily, desperate for the release that hovered just beyond her reach.

“Damn, she’s tight,” Nathan grunted, each inch of him pressing deeper as her inner muscles clenched around him.

The rhythm between them began slow at first but built as they moved in perfect sync. Felicity’s world dissolved into a blur of sensation—her body was overwhelmed by the heat, the fullness, the relentless pleasure that surged through her.

As they took her, the sounds of their shared lust filled the air—wet, desperate, primal. Her muscles burned, every thrust fanning the flames of her desire. And just when she thought she could take no more, her body broke apart in a shattering climax, her cries swallowed by the pleasure of being consumed.

Between them, Felicity's cries grew louder, her voice trembling with their names as she pushed herself harder into each thrust, climbing higher and faster toward the overwhelming orgasm building inside her. The rhythm of their bodies quickened, each movement more intense, rubbing her clit against the coarse brush of Nathan’s pubic hair until her mind, heart, and body shattered all at once.

With a scream that filled the room, she felt herself break apart. Behind her, John’s body tensed, releasing his hot seed into her as Nathan drove into her tightening pussy one final time, groaning deeply in her ear as his own release claimed him.

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