before.
"Spread your legs farther apart,” Jason gently ordered, his voice distant as Christopher ravaged her mouth and sent her senses spinning. She automatically complied, gasping when Christopher slipped his knees beneath her legs and pushed them apart, spreading her wide.
This was bondage as she'd never imagined. Restrained and spread wide not by ropes or steel, but by flesh.
Held wide, she couldn't flinch away when Jason licked the inside of her thigh, starting at the silk and working his way to her pussy. Parting her with his thumbs, he slashed his tongue along her folds. A near orgasm tumbled over her as she cried out, her hips jerking beneath the pleasure.
"Yes, luv,” Christopher whispered. “Give over to him. Let him taste your sweet cream. I love the sounds you make as you cry more. The way you tremble in our arms. We want everything you have."
What the hell had happened here? The boy toys she'd fantasised about were now here in the flesh and giving her orders. She hadn't considered this scenario. In her thoughts, she'd always been the one in charge even though in reality, that was the last thing she'd wanted.
Jason's wide shoulders brushed her upper thighs. “So wet,” he murmured as he dragged his thumbs along her dewy folds. “And hot.” He pushed two fingers into her sheath, stretching the tight muscles. It had been so long. Even before she and her husband had parted, it had been months since they'd slept together.
"Baby, I can't wait to feel you squeeze my cock and milk every bit of my cum from me."
Her eyes went wide and Christopher chuckled, the movement of his chest causing his shirt to chafe her nipples. “Didn't your ex talk dirty?"
"I don't think he knew how,” she managed, though right now she couldn't remember his name. She barely remembered hers. Jason's fingers pushed in and out of her. Her back arched as she reached for more pleasure. He pressed his mouth to her, drawing her clit between his lips, and she couldn't contain her shriek. Release pulsed over her and shot dagger-like pleasure through her limbs.
Relentlessly, he continued to fuck her with his fingers while he lapped her escaping fluid. “Mmm, so good,” he said.
Pulling his fingers from her, he reached up until they touched her lips. She froze. She'd never...
But this was all new. Tentatively, she parted her lips and sucked her juices from his fingers, surprised by the tangy, not unpleasant taste. Her tongue darted along his knuckles, cleaning every bit away and caressing the flesh as if it was his cock. He groaned when she flicked his fingertips. He jerked away his hand. “You'll make me lose it."
"My turn,” Christopher said before she could respond with a cheeky comment. She thought he'd tumble her onto the mattress and dive between her legs, instead, his hand knotted in her hair and he dragged her down for another kiss, sweeping his tongue inside to gather the taste of her cream.
Then he did tumble her over beneath him. Her arms went around his shoulders and she realised he'd released her. Pressing her heels onto the edge of the mattress, she moved towards the middle of the bed. Christopher followed. His hands were everywhere.
To her surprise, she felt Jason's hands too as he unbuttoned Christopher's pants and pulled down the zipper. She pulled her mouth away from Christopher as his pants were tugged down.
"You two are...” Gay? They couldn't be.
"Not bloody likely,” Jason muttered.
"No, not exactly,” Christopher panted, using the break to yank off his shirt.
"Then how exactly?"
He stroked his fingers down her cheek. He continued to her shoulder and then to her breasts. His thumbs stroked over the taut peaks, sending shards of delight through her. She pressed upward into his touch, wanting more. Her breath caught as he pinched one tip.
"Luv, neither us is into men. My hands were busy, and Jason is impatient. He wants me to get on with it, so he can ... get on with it."
He knelt between her knees,
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