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Tap.
“Tap my leg twice if you want me to stop.”
Natalie just narrows her eyes at me like I said something ridiculous. When her gaze shifts to determination, I start thrusting.
The sloppy sounds of her sucking me, the image of her lips stretched around my cock and Jasper’s cum dripping from the corners of her mouth—it’s all too much, too beautiful. I place both hands on the back of her head and thrust three times more, and then I’m coming, shooting ropes of sugar plum cum down her throat before sagging back against Jasper.
“That was fun. Let’s do it again,” he says, already hard against me.
Chapter twelve
Natalie
I’ve never been so filthy. Never been covered in so much cum. Never been so wet. Never been as excited as I am at this very moment with these two males standing in front of me with their monster cocks already hard again.
Cole was exquisite, pushing me just the right amount, and taking his pleasure from my mouth like it was created with the sole purpose of serving him. And then Jasper entered the chat with his beast of a cock and blew my mind with how gentle he was and how delicious he tasted. Each of them is unique in their own way, calling to a different part of me that is desperate for more.
I’m in big trouble with these two males, because I just might become addicted to them.
I stare down at the black shirt stretched over my tits, ribbons of cum decorating the material, and I can’t help but smile.
Jasper is first to break out of his trance of just staring at me. He falls to his knees and kisses me furiously, hands wrapping around my back. Pulling me to him, he stands up with me in his arms, a feat I’m seriously impressed by. I wrap my legs around his waist as he sits us down on the bed.
“Cole,” Jasper breathes as he tears his mouth away from mine, licking up and down my neck with that long tongue of his. “I need to make her come more than I need my next breath. Knowing that we just came, and she hasn’t yet, is killing me. Want to help me?”
“I think Natalie deserves that. She did so well with sucking us dry,” Cole states matter-of-factly, but I catch the warmth in his gaze. “How do you feel about taking a seat on a throne, Natalie? Want to ride Jasper’s face?”
“I thought you’d never ask,” is all I get out before I’m pushing Jasper onto his back and crawling up his body.
Cole chuckles and comes around the bed. “Do you maybe want to take these leggings off first?” I’m not sure who he’s asking, I’m only focusing on positioning my legs around Jasper’s neck in a way that I won’t suffocate him, but still getting the most out of the position.
With desperation clinging to every syllable, Jasper says, “I’ll get her new ones. Right now, I need my tongue in her cunt too much to wait.” He taps my ass and I lift up. Monster-strength fingers tear my leggings right down the center and he rips my thong off.
Before I can process how he managed that feat, Jasper pulls me forward so I’m straddling his face, his arms hooking around my thighs to hold me in place.
Without any preamble, he shoves that long tongue of his into my wet cunt, swirling it, pressing it against my front wall, massaging the spot that has me moaning his name.
“Jasper, right there. So good,” I mumble, eyes closed and head thrown back as I rock gently over his face.
Cole cups my face and asks, “Can I take your top off, too? I want to lavish these magnificent tits with attention.”
Wordlessly, I lift my arms for him to remove my shirt, head lolling as Jasper fucks me with his very skilled tongue. Cole takes my shirt and bra off with a tenderness that makes those pussy flutters return to my heart. We hold eye contact for a moment, and I glimpse something in his gaze that’s raw yet delicate—something I’ll reexamine when I’m not hazy with lust.
A whimper tears from my throat when Cole cups my breasts and pinches my nipples with just the right amount of pressure, while Jasper eats me out like I’m his favorite dessert. I cry out a mixture of both their names as an orgasm slams into me, racking my body with shudders.
While I ride out the aftershocks, Cole holds me steady and Jasper massages my thighs.
Jasper places a gentle kiss against my swollen cunt and groans, “You taste so good. I need more. But first, I want to see to your tits too.”
Before I can figure out what’s happening, Jasper’s grip around my thighs tightens and he rolls over so I’m on my back and he’s positioned on top. “Oh, yes! Those are pretty tits. I want to play with them. I want to learn all your sounds. Like…” Jasper gets a devious look in his eyes before he surges forward with one hand and pinches my nipple—hard.
I let out a yelp that quickly transforms into a moan as the pain morphs into pleasure. Jasper repeats the process on the other side and Cole leans down to suck a nipple into his mouth. The two play with my tits until I’m squirming and panting, cresting the hill toward release.
Just before Jasper can shove me over the edge, he stops and sits back on his haunches, a knowing glint in his eye that he’s got me right where he wants me. At this point I’m wetter than I’ve ever been in my life—something that should alarm me, but I can’t give a fuck right now.
Spreading my thighs as far as they will allow him, Jasper calls Cole to join him, “Cole, come look at this magnificently wet cunt. Just for us. So slick. Take a lick, I know you want to.”
“Since when are you calling the shots?” Cole says without heat and slaps Jasper’s ass, adding a squeeze that has Jasper grunting.
