Page 21 of Dirty Cops Next Door

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Toni

“No,not really. You seem pretty certain about what you want to do, and if that’s how you want it, that’s how you’ll get it, Toni.”

“Good. I wish I’d known you back when I was a virgin and a stupid high school girl. No, I’m not a virgin, just naïve. He was the only one and it was a long time ago.”

Fleeting memories of a time when my parents were away and the boy next door I’d liked so much had convinced me I was the love of his life. Clumsy groping, inexperienced kisses, a buildup of something that never quite got where it was supposed to go.

“Tonight’s not going to be anything like that, Toni. I can promise you that.” I guessed he could hear the regret in my voice, because he kissed me softly, his hands now at my jaw, holding my face to his.

I felt another pair of hands, disembodied, on my ass, pressing into the flesh, kneading it, as Grant’s tongue slipped between my lips. I didn’t jump, I knew it was David. It had to be.

I pressed back into the hands, loving the sensations he was making me feel. I braced myself on my elbows and pushed into David’s hands, against Grant’s cock, as Grant kissed me deeply.

I sighed in delight, the sensation of Grant’s bare chest beneath me intoxicating. His skin was smooth, hairless, a plane of well-developed muscles and bone. I stroked one hand down his side and was pleased to feel him shiver in response. It wasn’t all about sucking dick and getting off in a hurry then, I realized.

David moved, coming to lie beside Grant. He looked up at me as I rose over Grant, his blue eyes staring into mine.

“Do you know how beautiful you are, Toni? Without all of the makeup, without all of the artifice that so many women use to hide who they really are, you are, undoubtedly, one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen.” The way his head tilted made me wonder if that was a compliment or if it angered him for some reason. “I can’t figure it out. I can’t get you out of my head.”

His hand reached for me and I leaned down to him, kissing him as Grant’s hands went to my ass to keep me from falling over. I kissed David as passionately as I had kissed him in my kitchen, with all that I knew to give. Hands touched me, but I didn’t know whose, both, all over me, at the same time. Four hands stroked from my thighs to my face, a pause to stroke the side of my breasts, or to slide beneath my shirt for just a moment, made me squirm.

“Touch me, please, touch me.” I broke away from David long enough to gasp the words before I went back for more.

Grant shifted, his hands pulled me from David, and my shirt disappeared. I was bare beneath it, and I did not shy from their view. They took in the natural shape of my full breasts, the dark peach color of my nipples, and the slim outline of my waist. Each stroked a finger down my nipples, down my flat stomach, to the spot where my pants hid the rest of me from their view.

Grant grinned and sat up, his hands diving beneath my pants at the back.

“Let’s see it all, baby.” His grin was infectious and I couldn’t help but grin back as he pushed my pants down. He stopped halfway, distracted by my breasts. “Oh, these are lovely.”

His breath whispered against the tips, making them impossibly tighter, just before he closed his lips around the left one. I gasped as wet heat surrounded the sensitive bud, I clasped his head to me, but then David sat up. He wanted his own taste.

I brought his lips to my other nipple and watched in awe as his mouth closed around me too. That’s when I lost sight of them. My head fell back as pleasure coursed straight down to my core and rocked me entirely. It was incredible!

“Don’t stop, please, fuck, don’t stop!” I whimpered the plea as Grant pressed my hips into his own once more. I was making sounds I’d never heard myself make before, but I didn’t care. It all felt so good. Their tongues laved at my nipples, sucked at them, and their teeth nipped the silky flesh. Their hands grasped at me, holding me, squeezing me into their mouths gently, as I felt liquid heat pool hot and aching between my legs.

“Grant… David… Fuck!” I couldn’t think of what to say, I just wanted to speak, to say something as my fingers clutched at their heads, not wanting to let them go. My left hand was buried in the silky strands of Grant’s hair, my right grasping at David’s bare skin, my nails playing over his skin.

I looked down as David let my nipple pop free of his mouth, his grinning eyes staring up at me with wicked intent.

“Don’t get off yet, love, we’re only getting started.”

I felt my left eyebrow go up as I shook my head in wonder. “Oh?”

“Oh yes, Toni. Only getting started.”

I pulled away, dazed, drugged with their attention, and stared down at them. My men, for the night.

“Well, are we going to get naked or are you two just going to stare at me?”

I shrieked with laughter as Grant stood, my body cradled in his arms before he put me down on the bed.

“Baby, tonight, all we’re worried about is you. Touch us, lick us, suck us, scratch us, whatever the fuck you want to do, but tonight is all yours. You’re going to remember this for the rest of your life.” He grinned at me just before he swooped down, pulling my pants from my body in one swift motion.

I’d fantasized about sucking his cock, about how it would glisten with my saliva, what it must feel like, but as he buried his head between my thighs, his right hand gripping at my stomach to hold me down, I forgot all about those plans. All I could do was groan as I felt the heat of his tongue sliding between my folds just before his lips sucked a spot that had my hips dancing off the bed.

David came to me then, his clothes gone, his body shimmering in the candlelight. “It’s okay, Toni. Ride it out, baby. Let him make you come again.”