Page 107 of Ecstasy
Eli pulls his shirt off, and I watch him as Alex touches me. Watch him keep his gaze on me as he kicks off his shoes, unbuttons his pants. I watch him bite his lip, hook his thumb through his boxer briefs and pull them down, too.
He doesn’t come closer while Alex grazes my slit with his fingers, still kissing my neck, my ear, my face, his cock growing hotter and harder at my back.
Eli wraps his fingers around the base of himself, his eyes dipping down to watch Alex touch me.
“Do you like being used like a whore, Zara?” Alex whispers, brushing his thumb over my clit, but only for a fleeting second.
I whimper, wanting more.
He laughs against my ear, stepping closer to me, forcing me to take a step forward.
Toward Eli.
Alex slides his thumb over the crease of my thigh. “Do you feel that?” he asks me. “Do you feel how wet you are, for both of us?”
I do feel it.
I feel it, but I want more.So much more.
Eli runs his thumb over the top of his cock, the thick head glistening with precum.
I want to taste it.
I want to taste him.
But he’s still watching Alex touch me. He still wants to watch, even now. Even though he’s a part of this, it turns him on to watch.
I shift my stance, parting my thighs wider and grabbing my breasts, pinching my nipples. I tilt my head back as Alex touches me, leaning against him as I give Eli a show.
Alex sucks on my neck as he runs his fingers down my slit, parting my lips for Eli to see me. The sensation of being so exposed to Eli like this, so vulnerable between them, it makes my knees shake.
All I want to do is fall onto the bed at Eli’s back with the both of them. All I want to do is collapse into the feel of them both moving inside of me, but I want Eli to get what he wants too.
I reach my arms back, wrap them around Alex’s neck behind me, my body pulled taut, elongated andopen.
If Eli has really been watching me so long, I want him to see everything.
My eyes are closed as I drown in the feel of Alex behind me, of his mouth on my neck, of his hands between my thighs. He’s so warm. So familiar. Somine.
I want Eli to see that. To see how Alex and I belong to each other. Not to tease him, but because that’s what he wants to see, isn’t it? That’s the whole reason he has a thing for me in the first place.
Because I’m Alex’s, and he can’t have me.
If that’s the kind of pain that gets him off, I want him to see all of it.
Because I want him to feel good too.
Alex groans against my neck, and his fingers dip lower. He pushes two into me and I moan his name as he wraps his other hand around my low belly, holding me in place as he fingers me.
“God, you’re so wet, princess.” He nips at my shoulder. “Is it because my best friend is watching?” He trails his tongue toward my spine. “Is it because he can see every fucking inch of you?” He fucks me harder with his fingers, the heel of his hand pressing against my clit. “Are you going to cum before we even get inside of you, huh?”
I think I am.
I press back against him, even though we’re already as close as we could possibly be. “Yes,” I gasp, “I’m going to—”
But there’s movement in front of me and when I open my eyes, Eli is there, holding my gaze. He grabs Alex’s hand, and Alex lets him pull his fingers out of me.
I’m throbbing, missing the feel of Alex’s palm against my swollen clit. Missing the feel of his fingers inside of me. I clench around nothing, I was so close.
