“Please, Kingston,” she whimpered as she lowered herself to the tile, her fingers pulling my belt through the loop of my pants, then gently pulling them down my thighs. She brought her hands up to my boxers and pulled those down, too, my cock now exposed between us, already throbbing with excitement.

Fuck.

I couldn’t do it anymore. I couldn’t keep pretending I didn’t want her mouth on me, like I wasn’t burning to fuck her, too.

And as she brought her lips up toward my shaft, instead of pushing her away like I was supposed to, I let her slowly take as much of my cock into her mouth as she could. I groaned as Natalie stilled right at the middle of my shaft, her hand moving to cover the rest of the length. She looked me in the eyes and started to move again, her head bobbing back and forth as my cock slipped a little deeper between her lips with every motion.

Eventually, I was so deep inside of her mouth that there wasn’t any room left for her hand. And as my tip grazed the back of her throat, I shuddered with complete pleasure. I couldn’t recall the last time it’d felt this good to get a blowjob, and I couldn’t recall a time when someone as beautiful as Natalie had been the one to do it.

“Natalie…fuck…” I groaned as my hips instinctively pushed back toward her mouth, forcing my cock a little further down her throat. But she seemed to take it like a trooper, moaning against my shaft as I steadily thrust between her lips. I reached for her shoulders, pressing my fingers into her skin, keeping her in place as I continued to fuck her perfect mouth, as the pressure in my balls continued to build toward the highest of highs.

And then she slowly moved away from me, her mouth no longer on my cock. I was puzzled as I watched her rise from the floor with a huge smirk on her face.

“What?” I started, confused by her antics. “Natalie, what are you—”

“Oh, I’m just showing you how it felt for me that night, when you pushed me away,” she replied. “I just wanted you to see how it felt to really,reallywant something, and for someone else tell you that you can’t have it.”

She flashed a smile and innocently walked out of the kitchen. “Gotta go, Kingston. I need to take a shower. I think I still have a little of Zeke on me.”

As I stood there with my cock throbbing in need, I watched as Natalie rounded the corner, disappearing from my sight.Shit.

Chapter 10

Natalie

It was torture waiting for one of them to come for me. We’d been trapped in this cabin for days now, with neither Zeke nor King trying to make a move on me again. Which was confusing, because it had to be clear to both of them by now that if they wanted to touch me, they could. Hell, if they wanted to pull me outside and nail me in the middle of the woods, they could do that, too.

Because after the perfect way that Zeke had fucked me, and after the perfect way that Kingston’s huge cock had fit inside my mouth, I was hopeless when it came to wanting anything else. I was sure that Kelly would have some choice words about my current condition, probably diagnosing me with a classic case of codependent behavior.

But the truth was so much simpler than that. Maybe I’d just lost my mind, but I wanted Zeke just as much as I wanted Kingston. Whatever part of my brain that was supposed to be into the idea of choosing just one guy at a time apparently wasn’t operational anymore, if it’d ever been operational in the first place.

Or maybe I was just built a little differently than the average girl. Maybe I was supposed to have two men in my life at the same time, my body seeming so receptive to the idea of taking Zeke and Kingston together, if they’d ever let me try.

But as the clock ticked on and on, I was starting to get the feeling that I was never going to get the chance. We’d been sitting on the living room couch for the past hour, watching some slow-moving historical movie with a lot of weeping widows and shots of village life. King seemed enthralled by what was on the screen, while Zeke seemed only half-interested, his eyes shifting over to the windows every so often.

And then, out of nowhere, my own window of opportunity came up on the screen. There was a young woman gently undoing her corset as she watched herself in a mirror, with her male suitor looking on. In the next shot, his hands had replaced hers on the fabric, cautiously slipping her out of the corset before her naked chest filled the screen.

The scene seemed to have caught Zeke’s attention. And as he watched the man on screen bring his mouth down toward his lover’s bare shoulder, I shifted my hand over to the crotch of his jeans, casually massaging his cock through the fabric. I repeated the motion on my other side, my palm drifting toward the crotch of Kingston’s pants, steadily brushing my fingers across the length of his shaft.

And as I felt both men growing hard under my touch, I snapped my legs together tight, my clit starting to throb with way too much excitement. But just as soon as I’d closed my legs, I felt Zeke’s hands prying my thighs right back open, his fingers pressing against my clit over my panties. A few seconds later, he was sliding his fingers inside my panties, quickly locating my clit, his fingertips rhythmically massaging the sensitive ball of nerves.

I bit back a moan, my pussy getting wetter with his every touch. Kingston put his hand on me next, slyly sliding it underneath my T-shirt, not stopping until his palm was covering my breast. He then gently tugged at my nipple, rolled it between his fingertips, playing with the sensitive tip as he kept his attention on the movie playing in front of us.

Do they realize they’re both touching me?

Were they even aware that I was touching both of them?

The room had been dark ever since we put on the movie. And while I wasn’t sure if either of them was aware that they were both exploring my body at the same time, I was too overwhelmed with pleasure to really care. I threw my head back against the couch as Zeke lowered his fingertips, dragging them down from my clit to my wet pussy, soon sliding two fingers inside of me. I couldn’t hold back my moans anymore as he used his thumb to roughly circle my clit, all the while fingering me deep and hard, sliding his digits in and out at a relentless pace.

Seeming like he was always one step behind Zeke, King’s mouth was on me next, shamelessly sucking and licking, his attention going from one nipple to the other as he gently pressed one of my shoulders against the couch to keep me in place for him. And just as I let out another moan, I suddenly felt two mouths at my chest, Kingston taking one nipple between his lips, while Zeke took in the other. There were two different hands between my thighs now, too, Zeke’s fingers still inside of me being met by a pair of Kingston’s own, each of them thrusting into me at a different rhythm.

“I can’t…I can’t…” I warned, my pussy getting tight around their fingers, my chest becoming so sensitive that each lick and kiss felt like it was going to push me right over the top. And before I even had a chance to tell them that I was completely done for, I started to come for them, my hips bucking as wave after pleasurable wave rolled through me.

I was still winding down when King reached for my thighs, then positioned me on my hands and knees, my ass sticking out toward him. And then, just as I was taking in my first full breath since coming so hard against his fingertips, I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance. His hands went to my waist to keep me steady as he pushed himself further into my folds, my pussy eagerly taking in every inch.

And while I desperately wanted to moan for Kingston, desperately wanted to let him know that his massive girth felt right at home buried inside me, I found that my mouth was suddenly occupied by Zeke’s shaft. I groaned against the feel of it, against the feel of being stuffed at both ends, the unfamiliar pleasure sending a warmth right through my bones. And as Kingston began to arc his shaft in and out, taking me at a steady pace, I felt Zeke start to take my mouth, too, his hips thrusting his cock between my lips.

Holy shit!