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“You look delicious,” he says. A wicked grin spreads across his face.
I whimper as Nico bites down on my neck, his hands moving to cup my breasts now that Enzo holds my legs apart.
“Can I taste you, gorgeous?” Enzo’s deep voice rumbles against me.
“Oh,” I moan. The feeling against my neck makes it hard to focus on the sensation against my legs.
Can I taste you? Please, God, yes. The words alone make my muscles clench.
“Answer him, Angel,” Nico’s deep voice vibrates against my skin. His fingers stroke my nipples, twisting when I don’t respond.
“Y-yes.” My cheeks heat at my own brazenness.
“She’s so pretty.” Enzo takes two fingers, parting me open. “And so ready.” His tongue circles my clit.
My hips buck as I gasp and shake against Nico, who holds me in place, making me take every second of pleasure.
My eyes slide shut as I release a strangled moan, unable to look at Enzo’s dark curls between my legs. His large hands dig into my soft thighs, forcing me to open for him as he strokes my clit, alternating soft passes against me with small increases in pressure, like he knows just what to do to make me come undone.
“Does she taste as good as she looks?” Nico asks, his voice thick and heavy.
“Even better.” Enzo pauses, looking up at me as he licks his lips, before continuing his worship between my thighs.
I’m breathless in no time, panting, pleading. A sheen of sweat coats my body, and I’m grateful as Nico tugs the neckline of my dress down, allowing the cool air to brush my skin.
“Were you hoping for this?” Nico murmurs into my skin as I shake against him. “I bet you were. You like being a good little slut for us, don’t you, Angel?”
I whimper as he pinches my nipples again.
“Tell me you’re our bad girl, Angel,” he commands.
“I—oh.” My words get trapped in my throat as Enzo’s pace quickens. “I’m your bad girl.” My lips tremble as my hips tilt. Nico’s hard length presses against me as my body twitches uncontrollably. I’m so close already, and they’ve only just started.
I won’t last much longer. And they both know it.
Enzo’s tongue slows, alternating between flicking softly against my clit, to tracing up and down my center, pausing to dip inside me when he knows I’m too close. He repeats this, tortuously bringing me right to the edge before stopping once more.
“Please,” I groan. “Please.” My fingers dig into Enzo’s hair as I try to pull him closer to me.
His eyes roll up to meet mine as his lips close around my clit and suck.
“Enzo,” I scream. The pleasure builds and builds as two men worship me in tandem. Nico’s kisses against my neck become more aggressive, his teeth tugging my skin. I can tell he’s leaving behind marks, but I can’t be bothered to care. Not when his fingers twist around my nipples and make me see stars.
Enzo’s fingers slip inside of me. One at first, stretching me, before sinking in a second. The way he curls his fingers against my wall in time with the increased pressure from his tongue circling my clit is the best thing I’ve ever felt.
“Oh, god. Don’t stop. Please.” My voice is breathless as I lean back into Nico. My legs press against Enzo’s face, trapping him right there.
“Just like that.” My nails scrap against his scalp. “Please. I’m going to come.”
Pain and pleasure mix together. Nico is my pain. Enzo is my pleasure.
I want them – need them – both.
When I don’t think that I can take anymore, when I’m convinced that what I’m feeling is too much, and that I might die – I explode. The timing of their mouths against my sensitive skin pushes me over the edge, my orgasm bursting through me. I cry out and jerk against both of their holds, my scream tearing through my chest as my pussy pulses around Enzo’s fingers.
Holy shit. What did I just do?
Enzo is relentless. He licks me through the rolling waves of pleasure, while Nico strokes my hair until I slump against him, my body wrung out and exhausted.
