Page 184 of Stick It
“Oh, God,” I groan into Jax’s mouth. He bites my lips before capturing them once more, swallowing down every mewl and moan as Griffin continues to eat me out. Fuck, I had no idea having the two of them together could be so intoxicating. Imagine if it were allfourof them.
Heat rushes through me, wetness gushing between my thighs. It seems impossible, considering Ijustcame, but another orgasm rips through me. I throw my head back, my back arching and legs quivering as they clench around Griffin’s head.
Jax trails kisses down my chest, flicking his tongue around my nipples, and extending the shocks of pleasure until I’m sweaty, breathless, and panting.
“Oh my God,” I gasp, lying completely boneless on the bed. “That was so good.”
“Don’t tell me you’re done already, Menace?” Jax teases with a sharp nip of his teeth around my nipple. “We’re only getting started.”
I crack my eyes open to find both of them shucking out of their clothes. The tiredness that had washed over me quickly dissipates, and my mouth runs dry as I watch them strip down to their boxers. I’ve seen them in just their underwear countless times, every day after practice, but I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of seeing them like this. Standing tall, so much glorious skin and muscle on display, cocky smirks on their faces. I’m instantly a goner. I could be half dead, and the sight would still turn me on.
Completely naked now, Jax crawls back over me, ducking down to kiss my swollen lips before flipping us so I’m straddling him. His cock bobs, hard and erect and waiting, and I’m so damn wet that when I lower myself onto him, he slides straight in with a pleasant groan.
“Fuck, Dyl,” he murmurs with a reverence, hands kneading my thighs. “I forgot how fucking good you feel.”
Griffin snorts from where he’s watching us at the side of the bed, his hand fisting his dick and eyes blazing with heat as he watches me ride his teammate.
“I could have dementia and I still wouldn’t forget how fucking perfect she feels,” he states before climbing onto the bed behind me. His knees bracket mine as his hands skate pleasurably over my skin, his lips trailing a hot path along my shoulder.
Jax’s hands are firm on my hips, rocking me back and forth over his cock, my fingernails digging into the hard planes of his chest with each pleasurable jolt he elicits.
“Has anyone ever taken you here, Little Steelhawk?” Griffinasks huskily, voice a dark promise as his fingers slide between my ass cheeks to prod at the tight ring of muscle there.
I shake my head, nerves and want warring within me.
Moving back around to my clit, he rubs until I’m a whimpering, trembling mess, bucking against Jax, and his fingers are soaked with our desire, before moving back and pushing the tip of one inside.
I gasp at the painful stretch, muscles clenching. Griffin murmurs soothing words in my ear, not pushing any farther and instead pumping the tip of his finger, while Jax rubs his hands up and down my thighs, shifting the angle slightly so his cock hits the bundle of nerves inside me, sending shock waves of pleasure outward.
Between them, they take their time, slowly stretching me, ensuring every bite of pain is followed by ricochets of pleasure until Griffin has two fingers in my ass, and my back is arching, needing more. Moans spill from my lips, and the sensation of feeling full is both strange and intoxicating.God, why have I never done this before?
Jax chuckles. “I think our girl is ready.”
“You want my dick in your ass, Hurricane?” Griffin rumbles darkly in my ear.
“Yes.” My response is heady, breathless. I can barely string words together.
There’s some shuffling. Jax uses his grip on my hips to lift me off him, and I whine at the loss of him inside me.
“Shh, baby,” he soothes. “We need to get Griffin all lubed up, so he doesn’t hurt you.”
I don’t fully register his words before Griffin slides into my soaked pussy.Oooh.I’mthe lubrication. Jax holds me in place, Griffin’s hand on my shoulder bruising as he pumps hard into me. Sliding a hand between my thighs, Jax rubs at my clit, the two of them sending me blisteringly close to the end.
“I’m so close,” I groan, legs trembling and breathing jagged. It feels as though my heart is about to crash right through my chest.
“I think she’s ready,” Jax tells Griffin, meeting his gaze over my shoulder.
He must agree, as he withdraws in the next instance. Before I have the chance to miss the loss of him, Jax is already sliding his cock back into my slick pussy.
“Come here, baby girl,” he purrs, directing my face to his. Our kiss is sloppy and languid, desire and so much more burning between us.
I feel Griffin behind me, spreading my ass cheeks with his hands before his blunt head nudges at my hole. I tense on instinct, and he runs a soothing hand down my spine, squeezing my hip in a silent gesture.Trust me.
I do. I trust him—all of them.
No small feat, but one they have all earned.
Forcing myself to relax, I focus on the feel of Jax’s tongue tangling with mine, his warm skin beneath my palms, his short shallow pumps inside me.
