Page 20 of Reckless Youth
I knew this was a titillating topic and one that Cam was trying to sidestep with his refusal. But it was very apparent that the idea of fucking me turned him on by the evident bulge the appeared in his pants.
I decided to use that against him, to hold him hostage until he agreed to my demands.
I rose from my position on the couch and stalked toward Cam, backing him up with my hands on his chest until he was trapped against the wall.
Tentatively, I reached up on tiptoes to Cam’s ear, as one hand lowered and squeezed the very hard length covered by his jeans.
“I want this. I want you, Cam. And I want Sage. The three of us. Like it’s always been, but different. We’ve shared everything, and I want to share my first time with you,” I kissed his cheek, then looked over my shoulder. “And Sage.”
Cam croaked out a response. “Tonight?”
Stroking his impressive erection, I licked under his ear, breathing hotly, dragging my tongue against his flesh, tasting his salty skin.
“No, not tonight. I’m not quite ready for that yet. But I do want to…I don’t know…experiment.” I gazed nervously under heavy lashes at Sage who stared at us both with an intensity so hot, it singed like burning fuel.
“Tonight, I think I just want to fool around with you both, if you want. I’ve been dreaming about that for a long time now.”
Fever seemed to take over as I laid out my most private, sexual desires to Cam and Sage, putting it all out there so they could best decide if they wanted to participate.
In that next moment, Sage pressed his body against my back, his hands skimming down my sides and over my hips, landing at my ass. I was sandwiched between him and Cam, and I shivered at the possibilities. Sage’s warm, chocolate-scented breath was at my ear.
“We must share the same dreams, because that’s what I want, too.” He nipped my ear, all three of our faces within inches of one another.
Leaning into Cam for balance, I kept one hand on his chest and lifted the other behind my head to wrap it behind Sage’s neck, weaving my fingers through his hair at the nape. I scraped and dug my fingernails into his scalp, turning my head to his lips to give him access to take what he wanted from me.
I would give them anything and everything. I was theirs for the taking.
Cam was still stoically uncertain, standing stiffly against me until he gently pushed me out of the way with a huff. He moved to stand a few feet away against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, indecision ripe and dripping off along with the tension of his body.
I figured he’d either watch Sage and me together and enjoy it - letting go of his reservations to join us - or he’d leave. Whatever the case, I let myself enjoy Sage’s perfect kisses and sensual touch. My back arched as my head tipped back against his shoulder, exposing my neck for him to devour, his hand stroking over the front of my body.
An all-encompassing need swarmed in my breasts like birds taking flight, and electric tingles seared between my legs, as I silently begged and searched for something I didn’t know how to explain. Instead, I just moaned and ground against his erection that poked into my lower back from behind.
Sage deftly unbuttoned my polka-dot blouse – ironically representing the perfect image of my innocence up to this point – until the flaps of the shirt exposed my bare belly and pink lace bra. He pulled down the cups under my breasts, cupped them in his rough hands, squeezing and plumping them, before dragging a fingernail over the hardened nipple.
It was the sound of Cam’s raspy intake of breath that had me opening my eyes to find him lustfully staring at us under hooded eyelids from the far corner of the room where he’d migrated. His beautiful face etched with marvel and heat, his searing gaze reaching straight into my soul.
I held out my hand toward him, yet he still didn’t make a move. He remained glued to the floor where he was, wearing a tight, painful scowl.
A small cry burst from my throat when Sage rolled my nipple between his fingers, tweaking it and driving my ass to grind against his cock in a circular motion, one that elicited a growl from Sage. Or maybe it was Cam again, whose voyeuristic participation seemed to increase the intensity in the air.
Cam’s frown and voice may have vocalized his unwillingness and uncertainty to join us, but the tension rippling from his entire being said otherwise. He was controlled and restrained…of which I knew couldn’t last much longer. He would find that breaking point and lose it sooner or later. Just like any explosive device…once given the mechanism to detonate, it would explode with purpose.
I hadn’t realized we’d moved until I fell backward onto the couch, with Sage underneath me, his knees spread wide cradling me between them. The short-flared skirt I wore billowed up past my knee-caps, exposing the creamy flesh of my thighs. I once again dared to look up at Cam and he nearly shook with unrestrained heated-lust, depleting him of his resolve.
My eyes swept the length of his body, just as Sage brushed his hand over the landscape of mine. He closed his eyes momentarily as if the sight of Sage and me was too much to bare, and I stared unnoticed as his hand fell to cover his crotch.
When his eyes opened again, our gazes connected, and I bit down on my kiss-stung lip to keep myself from doing or saying anything that would sway Cam’s decision. I knew he warred with himself and had to weigh his options.
Deep inside, Cam wanted this but thought what we were doing was wrong – sinful and incongruent with what society and church had taught us. It was written all over his face. The tight purse of his lips and the clenched jaw told me he was conflicted.
For whatever reason, it didn’t feel wrong to me. Being with these two boys felt right. I trusted them with my life, with my thoughts, secrets, and now my body. They knew just about everything about me. It was only natural that my feelings of deep friendship would morph into something heavier. Stronger. Needier.
I wanted them as lovers.
Their bodies.
Their hearts.
