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"...But then when I saw you…" He murmured. His double leaned down over my shoulder, his lips finding my jaw. His tongue slid out against my skin and I shivered with delight. "I saw you and I found out that you're beautiful inside and out…"
I prayed he wouldn't say the 'L' word. Not yet.
"I like you so much," he whispered. "So much it hurts…" he rocked his hips up towards mine to punctuate and accentuate his point.
Oh good.That'L' word was fine. "That, I might be able to help with," I whispered in reply.
"We don't have to," he assured me. "I don't want to leave you so soon afterwards… I can come back tomorrow…" His double's hands stilled on my body, giving me the opportunity to pause this for later.
I reached down between us, stroking over his cock in his pants. "There is no way I am letting you stop now… not when you've got four hands to touch me all over with…"
He was wearing track pants, likely the first thing he'd grabbed after he'd gotten home from his trip.
Lucky for me, it made it easy for me to tease him in his clothes.
I wrapped my hand around him, somewhat encumbered by the fabric of his pants. I ran my thumb over the stiff outline of him, noting how his breath hitched when I reached the tip.
His double's hands were currently massaging my breasts, thumbs raking over stiff nipples with every pass.
I kissed him, his return was sloppy, but he was in mid-moan and also multitasking, so I didn't care. It was hot, feeling how worked up I could get him even though I hadn't even touched him skin to skin yet.
I turned, finding his double behind me and tugging him down for a kiss. It was all teeth and tongue, but it seemed to really get Sorrel excited, given the sounds he was making as he watched.
"Can you feel when I do that?" I asked.
He nodded. "Fuck yes…"
I hummed and reached down, finding his double to be in a similar state to Sorrel in the pants department. A soft squeeze had Sorrel bucking up against me.
"You're gonna need to stop that if you want me to be any kind of useful…"
I released him, whimpering as his double pinched my nipples through my dress. Not hard. Just enough to make me want.
"What kinds of useful are you?" I asked, unable to sound even the tiniest bit coy when he was doing what he was.
"You'll see," he said, a gentle smile gracing his lips that looked at once hot and adorable. "You'll see."
I reached for Sorrel, kissing my way down his jaw, coming to a rest over his throat. He whimpered, his hips bucking up into mine when I let go of him, rucking up my skirt so I could grind against him with only my panties to keep me from being bare.
His double was still teasing my nipples, keeping me just this side of desperate as he rocked against my ass.
Sorrel's hands gripped my hips and he held me close as I rubbed myself against him. The feel of his hard length rolling over my aching clit while his double was grinding against my ass was almost too much. I probably could have cum just like this. Just rutting against him like this.
But the promise of what was to come kept me grounded. I wanted to see.
"Shit…" his double moaned, thumbs swiping over my nipples beneath my dress and making my eyes flutter closed at the sensation.
They both started babbling. "You feel so good… Zelle… please… I need more… please baby, please… I wanna be inside you… fuck… baby... " That last part was definitely Sorrel, gasping.
My eyes flew open.
His voice sounded high and whiney and his eyes were dark, so fucking dark.
"Iwantyou inside me," I murmured, rising up on my knees and reaching behind my back for the zipper on my dress.
His double caught it between his thumb and forefinger, dragging it down my back and peeling the whole garment over my head, tossing it somewhere in the room while he drank in my nude form with those dark eyes of his. Devouring me with a look.
I reached for my panties, pushing them down over my hips as he, in turn, shucked off his t-shirt.
