Page 12 of Courting the Krampus
Jasper pauses too and leans around me to look at my face. “I know you said you liked your boundaries pushed, but if this is too much it all stops right now. No hard feelings.”
I look from one male to the other. Hard lines and soft. Short and tall. Dark and light. Yin and yang. Both patiently waiting for me to decide if I want to keep going.
I purposefully grind against Jasper, then wiggle my toes at Cole. Using my most sultry tone, I say, “Don’t stop now.”
Jasper lowers his forehead against my shoulder and a groan vibrates from somewhere deep inside him. “You heard the lady, Cole.” Skimming his lips against my ear, Jasper whispers, “I’m very well acquainted with Cole’s fingers. They’re magical. Wait until you see what else he’s hiding.”
I raise my eyebrows at Cole but he only smirks back as he pulls off both my socks. He starts massaging one foot, warm fingers digging into the arch, and a satisfied moan crawls up my throat and lands in the air between us.
My mug wobbles in my hand as sensations war through my body. Jasper, keeping a careful watch of all my reactions, notices and leans forward to take the cup from me and place it on the table—all while holding me firmly in his lap. When he sits back again, his hand is higher on my inner thigh than before, and I subtly part my legs to give him better access.
The only negative thing about my thick thighs is that it’s less easy for a hand to slip between them. On the other hand, they do make fantastic ear muffs—something I hope to prove to these males soon.
Underneath me, I feel the stirrings of a hardening cock and another breathy moan escapes from me when Cole blows warm air over my icy toes. I don’t know when I closed my eyes, but they fly open when Cole switches feet and repeats the same actions.
At this point, I know I’m dripping through my panties and even possibly onto Jasper’s pants. All of my own edging yesterday is culminating with these four hands on me right now.
Slowly, I start rocking my hips in tiny circular motions, grinding down on the incredibly hard cock underneath me. Jasper’s fingers dig into my skin as he wordlessly pulls me closer.
Dragging his nose up my neck, Jasper sends goose bumps skittering across my skin. “Feeling a little needy, Natalie?”
“You know I am.” I try to make my voice sound snappy, but my whimper following the last word gives away just how horny I am.
Cole tuts. “Can’t have that now, can we? I don’t want our guest to feel dissatisfied at any time. Want to tell us what you need, Natalie?”
“More,” I pant.
Jasper’s hands still on me as he gets some kind of signal from Cole. I try to squirm against him again, but those hands are strong and hold me firmly in place.
“Let’s try that again. Use your words, Natalie. Tell us exactly what you want.”
“Touch me. Please. I need to come. So bad.”
Seemingly on my side, Jasper adds, “Our darling Natalie was edging herself for a long time before we got here. I think we should help her out.”
All serious, Cole asks, “Are you aching, Natalie?”
“Yes.”
“Are you wet?”
“Yes.”
“Can you show us how much?”
I nod.
“Words, Natalie. We need your words.”
“Check for yourselves,” I sass back.
“Jasper, can you help spread those beautiful thighs for us?”
“It will be my pleasure.”
Jasper throws the blanket off me and repositions me so that my back presses to his front, draping each of my legs over his thighs. He laces his fingers with mine, then bands his arms across my torso, rendering me immobile. Slowly, he widens his legs until mine are spread obscenely and my soaked underwear can no longer be hidden.
I don’t think I have been this turned on in my life.
