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Lance is moaning, and maybe even drooling a little against my neck, when his orgasm finally eases and Percy releases him. He remains inside me and I clench around him a few times, enjoying the soft grunts he lets out when my muscles tighten on his dick.
He moves slightly, pulling back and thrusting in again. My body is still alight with need for more, but I wanted to reward him for waiting so long after making me come earlier today.
“Want to make you happy,” he murmurs. The sentiment warms my heart. Even though I know he probably just means he wants to make me come, I love the thought that he might mean more.
“I am happy,” I say. “You can relax and take a breather if you want. I’m not close to done with you yet, honey.”
I reach back and curl my fingers through his thick, dark hair, then crane my head so I can meet his mouth with mine. He hums into the kiss, drawing it out in a lingering, delicious tangle of our tongues. When I release him, I catch sight of Percy reclining on the floor beside us, elbow propped on the sofa. He’s alert, eyes bright and hungry.
“Give him a turn,” I say, tapping Lance on the hip. He heaves a breath and draws himself back. The effort it takes to disengage is almost comical, his eyes filled with wonder and want when he stares down at my drenched pussy.
“Holy fuck. If I had it in me, I wouldn’t stop fucking you. Ever. But I guess it’s only fair to share, right? She’s all yours,hermano.”
I meet Percy’s gaze when Lance moves back. “How do you want me?” I ask.
“You’re the queen,” he says in a low voice. “But I think you might want a change of scenery.”
“What did you have in mind?”
“Stand up,” he says.
When I do, he rises to sit on the sofa and slides to the center where my knees were a moment ago. “Facing me or him?” he asks.
I ponder the possibilities for a moment before turning my back to Percy and straddling his legs. Bending forward slightly, I reach between my legs to grip his cock and stroke, then align him with my pussy. I’m still aching from all the stimuli without any release, and his cock feels like heaven when it fills me. The truth is both of them have a similar curve to their cocks that means this position feels better. And I doubt it makes much difference to either of them.
But the real reason—one I think my subconscious knew but isn’t apparent to me at first—becomes clear when I settle with Percy’s cock deep in me.
He wraps his strong arms around my torso and pulls me back against his strong chest, then nuzzles my neck.
“Hmm, I like this,” he says as he begins tilting his hips up with languid thrusts. His embrace overwhelms me with sensations of protection, safety, and intense pleasure. I surrender to his hold, reaching back to grip the top of the sofa for leverage to move my hips to meet his thrusts.
Lance is seated on the bed, his body glistening with sweat and his cock still coated with us both. He watches raptly, looking like he’s trying desperately to summon the energy to join in. After several seconds of staring, his gaze sharpens and focuses on my pussy.
I can almost hear his gears turning, so I complete the thought for him. “Crawl to me.”
It takes a beat before he registers that I’ve spoken, but then he slides off the bed to his hands and knees and starts toward me. I get a thrill imagining a collar around his neck. Would he ever wear one for me? Perhaps more visits to the club would encourage him to consider it.
When he reaches me, he stops, his face just level with Percy’s knees.
“Closer,” I say. Percy widens his legs to give Lance space, and he moves between them, licking his lips as he stares at where Percy and I are joined. Percy’s thrusts make lewd squelching sounds from all the cum spilling out of me.
“Do you see what a mess you made?” I say. “My pussy’s covered in you, Lance. I’m so fucking dirty because of you.”
He smiles and lifts his gaze. “I know. And I’d do it again.”
“Not until you clean me up, but you have to wait until Percy’s finished. I want you to bend down and watch him fuck me.” He leans in a little, but it isn’t enough. “Closer, Lance. I want you so close all you see is him fucking me. All you smell is the scent of your mess all over my pussy and his dick now. You’re going to clean us both up when he’s finished.”
“Fuck yes,” he says. “I’m so fucking bad, Queen Justine. Punish me. Make me lick all the cum off your pussy.”
The anticipation of what’s in store makes me want it faster, but I manage to restrain myself. Lance obeys my command, his face so close to my pussy I can feel his breath against my swollen clit. God, I want him to lick it, but it’ll be so much more fun if I make him wait.
But that doesn’t mean I can’t speed things up a little.
“Faster,” I whisper to Percy. He obliges, jacking his hips up into me at a more frenetic pace. He shifts his arms and grabs my breasts, tweaking my nipples and rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers until I cry out. I’m near climax just from his fucking, but I know I can’t come this way without a little help.
Percy emits soft, rhythmic grunts against my shoulder, then his grip tightens on my breasts and he roars as he comes. He thrusts deep and hard once more, holding tight as his cock shoots into me. I grip the back of the sofa, my feet twisted behind his ankles to hold on and remain still until his spasms subside and he relaxes. Then I slowly ease up until his cock slips out of me.
A gentle flood runs out of me, and I’m careful when I move, bending both knees and raising my booted feet to rest them on each of Percy’s knees, spreading myself even wider for Lance to take his turn again.
