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I nod once and do as I’m told. Naked and wanting, I sit and watch Sully and Jason stroking themselves, their eyes never leaving me. This is so fucking hot, I worry I might come immediately. The ache between my legs is getting sharper, the need swelling into a ball of pure pressure that is begging for release. But Matthew is just getting started. He nudges me to lay back and goes back to kissing, licking, and sucking my breasts, paying particular attention to each nipple until they’re both bright pink and perky with desire.
My breath is lost as he kisses his way downward. He lifts my knees up and spreads my legs.
Jason groans softly, but I can’t see him anymore. My eyes are closed as I give in to the passion and allow my nerve endings to tell me the rest of this story.
“Touch yourself,” Sully says.
I caress my breasts the same way I would if I were alone and thinking about them. Truth be told, I’ve done that more than a few times, so the gestures come naturally. I pinch my nipples hard, imagining Matthew’s teeth nipping with the same pressure. Just then, I hear the whimper escaping my throat as Matthew’s tongue runs between my slick folds.
“Fucking hell, Selina, you’re so wet already,” he mutters, desire dripping from his voice.
He licks my pussy with impressive care and precision, making sure to slide up and down, up and down, slowly at first as he tests my opening a few times. But then he settles on my clit, his tongue flicking incessantly over it until I start to moan in a steady rhythm.
“Don’t stop,” I demand, reveling in the feel of his lips closing around my swollen nub.
His fingers slide inside me, deep inside me. I hear Sully cursing under his breath. They’re hard and getting off as they’re watching us, and by the stars, I didn’t imagine I’d ever be a part of something so decadent and so hot. Ever.
“DON’T STOP!” I cry out, squeezing my breasts harder as Matthew suckles on my clit and finger fucks me into oblivion. Three fingers go in and out, testing and stretching me. It’s too much. I can’t take it anymore.
“Give it to me,” he says. “Let go, baby.”
“AH!” I almost scream as I feel the orgasm blowing through me.
I’m rocked to my very core, trillions of pulses rippling across the fabric of my being, hips swaying violently against his hand and tongue as he licks me, as he kisses my clit and feeds on every single drop of my climax.
His fingers slowly withdraw. I need more. So much more.
I quiver in the afterglow as I hear both Jason and Sully reaching their own peaks. I love the gruff sound of their orgasms, it’s like music to my ears. What the hell is happening here? Whatever it is, I need it to go all the way. More than once. Over and over and over again until I can no longer stand on my own two legs.
“Mmm, that was fun.”
Matthew says, smiling as he gets up.
My eyes peel open and I see the glint on his lips. “That was… unexpected.”
“I wanted you to get a good night’s sleep,” he replies. “Perhaps you’ll want more when we get to Aspen. Consider this a preview of what’s to come.”
I doubt I’m able to get up at this point, nor do I want to. I’m loving the view of Jason and Sully buttoning their jeans back up, darkness still burning black in their eyes as we look at one another. “I can’t wait,” I manage, my voice weak and raspy.
“We’ll let you sleep and see you the day after tomorrow,” Matthew says. He pulls me up in a sitting position and kisses me gently on the lips. I taste myself, and that just serves to start another fire. The kind of fire I’m going to have to deal with until we get to Aspen. “I’ll send a car to bring you straight to the airport.”
“Rest, in the meantime,” Sully says.
“Good night, Selina,” Jason smiles broadly.
“Night…”
I watch them leave, the door closing behind them with an electronic click. Holy crap, that was incredible. I have no idea how we got from mere kindness and charity to a mind-blowing orgasm, but I am definitely dying to learn more about what they’ve got planned for me. I’m fascinated by how open and playful they are together and how ready I am to be a willing participant.
My heart skips a beat as I begin to wonder… Jason and Sully were watching tonight. But would they ever share me? That’s the kind of food for thought that’s going to make my sleep heavier and my dreams tastier tonight.
4
Matthew
We didn’t expect things to move so quickly.
Sully, Jason, and I have been friends for years. We served together. We share the kind of bond that very few people in this world have even gotten close to sharing. Our friendship is based on the very hell that we experienced and survived together. It’s based on respect, on mutual understanding, on selflessness, and on having our minds open to whatever life decides to toss our way—whether it’s an insurgent’s makeshift IED or a beautiful woman that the three of us happen to like.
