Fuck,that feels good. His tongue laps my clit, then plunges back into my folds. He’s not messing around, licking and sucking and pressing two fingers inside me.
Breathless and dizzy, I look up at Kit. I’m still gripping his cock, letting my tongue swirl the head. His eyes go molten as he laces thick fingers into my hair.
“That’s it,” he growls as I slurp at the tip like he’s a popsicle in the sun. “You suck me so good, baby.”
I moan as Logan flicks his tongue over my clit. He’s got a different technique than Kit, more fingers and tongue than gentle suction. But I love it. I love the contrast of these two men working both ends of my body.
A shiver rolls through me as I remember where all this is headed. What’s still to come.
Kit’s whispering filthy words in a voice I barely recognize. He’s fucking my mouth, watching over my shoulder as Logan laps at my pussy.
“How’s she doing?” Kit growls as Logan slides a third finger inside me.
“So fucking tight.” He flutters the tip of his pinky over my clit. “Gonna need to make her come again before she’s ready to take us both.”
“Yes, please,” I pant, sucking Kit harder.
Hearing those words, knowing what’s coming, shoots a sharp bolt of lightning through my core. I go off like a rocket as Logan’s tongue plunges in deeper. I hold on to Kit’s cock for dear life, moaning around him as I ride Logan’s mouth.
“That’s it, baby,” Kit growls. “Come all over his face. Let me hear it.”
“Oh, God!” I scream as he flutters his tongue at my clit, thick fingers pumping inside me. Logan doesn’t let up, even as Kit pulls his cock from my mouth with a pop.
“Jesus.” Kit steps back, dazed and blinking rapidly. “That was fucking close.”
I laugh and collapse on the bed with a bounce. Logan flops down beside me, his chin and lips painted with my arousal. He makes no move to wipe his face. “I love how hard you come, Eve.”
Kit’s eyes sweep my body with possessive pride. “Fucking beautiful, isn’t it?”
“And we get to make her come again?”
I shiver, loving the way they’re talking. “Oh, the hardship.” Feigning a swoon, I throw one arm over my forehead. “I suppose I’ll endure it somehow.”
They both laugh and give me a moment to catch my breath. I take a few gulps from the bottle of water Logan hands me, then Kit pulls me into his arms again. He looks into my eyes, brushing the hair off my face. “You feel ready?”
“To get pumped full of cock?” I grin and take another sip of water. “Been waiting all week.”
Kit laughs. “Say the word if it gets to be too much, okay?”
“Okay.” But I know I won’t need to. I trust Kit completely, and Logan, too.
Kissing me sweetly, Kit eases back on the bed. He pulls me down with him, positioning me so I’m straddling his hips. With his head on a pillow, Kit’s muscular thighs hang over the edge of the bed. Planting his feet on the floor, he searches my eyes. “Glad you gave this a shot, Eve.”
I know he’s not talking about sex. “Me, too.”
My breasts graze his pecs as he kisses me sweetly. His throbbing cock presses into my belly. Breaking the kiss, he looks over my shoulder at Logan.
“Toss me that condom?”
Logan obliges, grabbing one for himself. They tear open foil packets as I swivel my hips, coating Kit’s cock with my slickness.
“None of that, naughty girl.” He smacks my ass with an open palm. “Be good and I’ll put that inside you.”
That’s reason enough to sit up and watch as they both sheathe themselves. I’m aching with need, desperate to slide one of them inside me.
Not just one. Both men.
Oh my God.