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Kyrie’s little gasps and harsher breaths just encouraged us. My free hand caressed her body, memorizing her sweet curves, while I tongue-fucked Grudge’s mouth. Imagine my surprise when the shy little lady grabbed my hand and moved it lower.
I moaned low and guttural, letting her guide my fingers to her clit, that sweet spot that made her unravel so beautifully when we were alone together. But I wasn’t about to get her off the same way today. She wanted more, so I’d give her more.
I broke off a kiss from Grudge, leaning my head back to let him drag that mouth down my neck. “Take those off,” I said to Kyrie, gesturing at her leggings. “Fuck it, take it all off.”
“I got it.” Dyno lined his body up next to hers, leaning down to kiss her while he traced the luscious curve of her hip and waist. He bunched fabric in his fist, pulling it down slowly over her hip and the long journey down her legs.
“Look, Grudge,” I grunted at the man still sucking my neck. “Look at her.”
He leaned his forehead on my cheek, hands still trailing over me as we watched Dyno unwrap Kyrie from her clothes like the prettiest gift. Her knees were bent with her legs closed now, arms across her chest. I couldn’t see all of her expression over Dyno’s shoulder, but he was smoothing hair away from her forehead, peppering kisses over her lips, cheeks, and nose.
“Don’t cover yourself, you’re beautiful,” he murmured.“Sofucking beautiful. You’re making us ache for you, Ambassador.”
She laughed at the nickname, some of the tension draining from her body.
I touched her knee until she looked at Grudge and me again. “Want to keep watching us, little lady?”
“Yes.” She nodded, her voice a little breathless.
Dyno smirked at that. “Hm, you can try.” He reached across to grab the far side of her neck, then dragged her into him to kiss and suck the soft flesh closer to him.
“Oh, fuck!” Kyrie’s eyes widened before they rolled back, her lids closing to the decadence of Dyno’s mouth on her neck and shoulder.
As much as I wanted to give him shit for distracting her, she was relaxing again. Her body went languid, knees parting slightly as she became too turned on to be nervous about being naked.
For a few moments, I was the voyeur in this scenario. I watched her writhe under Dyno’s skilled mouth, her hips and waist swaying on the bed with the pent-up need for something between her legs.Soon, little lady.I released a groan with the thought as Grudge ran a hand down my stomach, reaching into my pants to squeeze my cock which was already solid as iron.
I turned my head to him, nipping at his jaw. “You tryin’ to be a distraction too, huh?”
“Heh,” he scoffed, grinning knowingly as he gave me a good, long stroke.
“Oh, fuck. Take it out, Grudge. Let’s show Kyrie how hard she makes us.” We worked in tandem to get each other out of our pants. Within moments, we were stroking each other, kissing and groping roughly while keeping an eye open to the side to watch our girl. “Dyno, stop for a second. She can’t see us.”
“Mm.” Dyno was shirtless now and halfway on top of her, their mouths locked in a deep kiss. He only paused in rolling her breast to hold up his middle finger in my direction.
“Yeah, you’ll stick that finger somewhere in a minute.”
“Wait, what? I thought I heard my name.” Oh, fuck me, she sounded so breathless and husky. I wanted that mouth on my cock so bad.
Dyno chuckled and rolled to his side, giving her a clear view of Grudge and me. Kyrie’s perfect mouth dropped open at the sight of us, then closed. Her teeth sunk into her lip, and her round eyes were glued to our hands sliding up each other’s cocks.
“Like it?” Dyno propped himself on his elbow and brushed his knuckle against her cheek. “You like watching them touch each other?”
“Mm-hm.” She was barely paying attention to him, and it stroked the fuck out of my ego now.
“You can tell them what to do if you want.” His hand trailed down her neck to stroke over her chest. “Tell one to suck or fuck the other. They’ll do anything you say, beautiful.”
“Um…” The shy smile returned, a flush darkening her chest and neck. “You guys can, I dunno, kiss again.”
I grinned. The sexy bossy side of her would come out eventually with time and practice. “I’ll do you one better, little lady.” I grabbed Grudge’s ass to pull him closer until the length of his cock nudged against mine. With one hand wrapped around both of our cocks, I grabbed his jaw and kissed him, as she requested.
Grudge moaned and jerked in my hand, his hot length gliding against mine. I stroked us both and heard Kyrie’s escaped moan too. Her toes brushed against my knee, and I released Grudge’s face to drag a light touch along her leg. She wasn’t all the way open yet but getting there as my fingers skimmed up past her knee and to her inner thighs.
Her skin was so hot, burning up my palm as my touch grew bolder, inching higher. The softness of her contrasted with the hardness gripped in my other fist. My touches were different for each of my lovers too. I jerked Grudge and myself with a practiced confidence—I knew him so well, I could jerk him off in my sleep. But with Kyrie, I still had so much to learn. I had to keep her comfortable and relaxed, ease into what she wanted. She’d never question her own wants with us, ever.
“Guys?” she piped up after a few moments.
Grudge and I broke away mid-kiss, looking to her eagerly. “Yes, gorgeous?”
