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“Or maybe you want me to explore tonight, hm?”
His insinuation freezes the air in my lungs as arousal hits me so hard, I feel my pussy actually clench in excitement. My breath comes back in big heaping inhalations, my chest rising and falling.
“I think she wants to play,” Dante murmurs.
Matteo’s fingers leave my arm and fly to my neck. He holds me almost reverently, his thumb brushing back and forth along my jaw as he tips my head back. “Are you ready to play with us, Cherry?” His voice is low, this perfect, deep rumble that I can feel vibrating in my veins.
My eyelids fall halfway closed, and I lean my head back on Matteo’s chest as I hold Dante’s gaze. “Yes. I want to fuck you. Both of you.”
Dante smirks, dragging his bottom lip in his mouth for a moment. His gaze flicks over my shoulder, a silent conversation over in five seconds. His smile ticks up on one side, and he leans down to capture my mouth with his own. My lips part immediately, and our tongues wage war on one another. Matteo tilts my head to one side and Dante deepens the kiss like some coordinated movement. I don’t have time to think about it, because in the next moment, Dante palms my thigh and brings it up around his waist, I feel his cock.
His very hard, very large cock.
His gym shorts and my cotton ones are no match for the sheer size and determination of Dante’s dick. He rolls his hips against mine, pushing my ass against Matteo’s cock, and something inside of me short-circuits. My hips start swiveling on their own accord, a slow grind between both of them.
The temperature rises, and I’m desperate to lose the layers of clothing between us. It’s not much, really. An easily remedied problem. I just made up my mind that my clothes have to go when Dante abruptly grabs my other thigh and hauls me off the ground. The tip of his cock presses against my clit, and with every roll of my hips, he nudges it.
I break away from his intoxicating mouth and pant, “More. I need more.”
Matteo’s hands join Dante’s, and the three of us cross the room to the overstuffed loveseat in the corner of the room. Matteo sits down, and spreads his legs wide, leaving me to settle in the open space in front of him. Goosebumps tiptoe down my back in anticipation, my heartbeat pounding a rhythm that beats for them in my ears.
My brow dips for a moment when Dante remains standing. His cock strains the material of his shorts, nearly peeking out of the waistband. With an almost excruciating slowness, Matteo slides his hand along the inside of my thigh until he grips my knee. He pulls my leg over his and repeats the same process with my other leg.
I gasp when I look at Dante, but he doesn’t meet my gaze, too busy staring at my parted legs like he just found the holy grail.
“Trust us?” Matteo murmurs, his thumbs brushing soft strokes along the inside of my legs right above my knees.
Dante sinks to his knees in front of me, and I feel how wet I am against the tensed material of my panties.
“Yes, yes, yes.” I’m practically chanting now.
“Lean back against me, Cherry, and let Dante taste you.”
My back hits his front before the command even fully leaves his lips. Distantly, I hear his answering chuckle, but I’m too focused on Dante’s face inches from my pussy to care.
Dante takes his time sliding his hands along the inside of my thighs, stopping when his thumbs reach that sensitive part where my hip and pelvis meet. The rough pads of his thumb slide underneath the hem of my thong and my heart is beating so hard and fast, I can feel the throbbing beat in my pussy. I wiggle my hips, not above begging to get him to touch me.
I feel hot and achy and slightly desperate for his touch.
He smirks at me, his eyes wide and glazed over as he glances at me before leaning in running his nose up my pussy. He takes a deep inhale. “You smell fucking delicious, baby girl.”
I choke on my next inhale when he hooks a finger around the hem of my shorts and my thong and pulls them both to the side in one fell swoop. I hear a stitch tearing, but at this point, I’d tear the offending pieces of cloth off of my body myself if it got his mouth on my pussy faster.
I look down and watch in fascination as Matteo’s hand replaces Dante’s, pulling my shorts to the side. Dante doesn’t miss a beat and spreads me open further. “There she is. Look at that pretty little pussy, wet for us already.”
His warm breath coasts over my sensitive skin, and I’m practically panting already.
“How does she taste?” Matteo asks.
Dante licks me from ass to clit in one long stroke, and I can’t help squirming a little. He does it again and again, finally stopping to swirl his tongue around my clit. It’s the perfect amount of pressure, and I can’t stop the slow grind of my hips against his face.
“That’s right, Cherry, fuck his face. Just like that, such a good girl.”
Matteo’s words of encouragement and Dante’s talented tongue are too much. I’m climbing that peak too fast. “I—I’m going to come soon.”
“Come on Dante’s face. Show him how much you like it when he fucks you with his tongue.”
Dante slides two fingers inside me and nips my clit at the same time, and I fucking detonate. My neck arches and my toes point as wave after wave of bliss roll over me. It consumes me in the best way possible, I’m floating somewhere above my body as I sink into the pleasure.
