Page 69 of Drilled

When I thought of sharing the woman I cared about with another man, I expected to feel rage. But this…felt a little different. Bear wasn’t glaring at me or pulling her away like he was trying to mark his territory. He looked oddly comfortable with the whole thing, maybe even a bit curious. And Lane…

I took her hand and she pulled me towards her, then reached up and dragged me down. Kissing Lane again felt like a relapse. I’d missed her taste, her warmth, her smell. I let go just a little, closed my eyes and allowed her to fill my senses. I could feel her nipples getting hard through her night shirt and I bit back a groan. My cock stirred in my pants, already hardening despite the fact that I’d barely touched her.

She hummed against my mouth, soft and playful as though she knew exactly what she was doing to me.

She planted her hands on my chest and then shoved me back gently, a mischievous glint in her eye. My eyes briefly flicked to Bear but he was staring at Lane, his gaze heated.

She moved away so that she was no longer within reaching distance of either of us, watching us with an expression that held us both in a snare. The air in the bedroom suddenly felt thick with tension, and my breathing deepened in anticipation.

Lane reached down and slowly lifted her night shirt over her head, her gorgeous tits bouncing free. My mouth immediately started watering. I suddenly forgot that Bear was right there. I just felt the urgent drive to worship her until my touch was imprinted on her body forever. I needed her in a way that drove me insane. I wanted to hear her again, feel her again, I needed to know that she could still fall apart just for me.

She tossed the shirt to the side, then tucked her fingers into the waistband of her pajama pants and wiggled out of them until they pooled at her ankles.

She stood before in nothing but a pair of panties and I swear my heart stopped beating. She sauntered towards us and every movement of her hips was magnetic. She slid a hand on both of our chests.

“Strip,” she demanded.

Bear gave a low chuckle of disbelief but immediately started obeying her. I felt transfixed by her sudden show of dominance, but I complied, quickly undressing like I was scared this was all a dream and I was about to wake up.

When we were both naked, Lane let her eyes roam over our bodies appreciatively, and I felt my cock swell even more at the attention. She dropped down to her knees, beckoning us closer and before I knew what was happening my dick was in her mouth. My whole body melted and my head lolled back with a drawn out groan.

I took a second to pull it together before I could look down at her again. She smiled around my cock, her tongue performing black magic on every sensitive spot she could find while she stroked Bear.

“Baby,” I moaned. “Lane, if you keep doing that, I’m gonna…”

She popped her mouth off of me and pressed a thumb right against the slit of my cock, causing me to almost howl. She held me until the trembling in my legs subsided, successfully edging me away from the finish line. Then she turned her attention to Bear, sucking him off with my dick still in her hand.

I reached down and brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, admiring her in what was probably a sick, fucked up way. But I’d stopped giving a damn about what was proper and acceptable the second she kissed me. It just didn’t matter anymore. I wanted her and if she wanted this, then I was going to let her have it. I wanted to give her whatever the hell she wanted.

She brought Bear to the same edge, stopped him right at the breaking point and then rocked back on her heels. I spotted the wetness on the front patch of her panties and licked my lips.

“What do you want?” Bear rasped out, sounding just as gone as I was.

Lane smiled coyly, then got to her feet and walked backwards until she reached her bed. I watched in awe as she sprawled out on top of it, propping herself on her elbows so those tits I loved so much poked out.

“Anything you guys want to do to me,” she said.

Bear and I shared a glance. I didn’t know how we communicated it but we wordlessly moved to exactly where we wanted to go, Bear between her legs and me leaning over her upper body, both of us ready to absolutely devour her.

I started kissing her neck while Bear teased her through her panties, and Lane’s hot, squirming body only turned me on more as she let herself soak in our attention. Her hands grazed my skin, pulling me closer and occasionally moving down to ruffle Bear’s hair.

I found myself wanting to watch him please her and the thought stopped me cold. That shouldn’t have made sense. But I could literally feel her body shiver under my hands as Bear slid off her panties and buried his face between her thighs. I could feel her moans in her throat as I kissed her there, and I could see her hips buck up against his mouth as she chased her pleasure and fuck it, it was hot. All of it.

I just loved seeing her feel good. And with Bear amplifying her pleasure, it meant I could properly appreciate every second of it. I hummed my way down her chest, kissing a trail down the valley between her breasts and then finally reaching my destination.

I closed my mouth around her nipple greedily, tweaking the other with two fingers and Lane’s back almost bowed off the bed. She grabbed my head, keeping me locked against her chest and I was absolutely not going to complain.

I flicked her nipple with my tongue, echoing her moan as she thrust her chest up.

“Just like that,” she gasped, wrapping a hand in my hair and tugging hard enough to roll my eyes back into my skull. “Fuck, yes, just like that, baby.”

I didn’t know if she was talking to me or Bear. It didn’t matter, she came anyway and she came hard. I watched her first orgasm rush over her, swapping to the other nipple and taking my time just enjoying her body. I wanted her marked up in the morning so that when she got dressed or took a shower, she’d remember who’d been here.

The thought of that forced a hand to my aching cock.

When I’d thoroughly ravished her tits, I moved back to admire my work and the second I raised my head, Bear yanked her down hard by the hips and groaned into her pussy. Lane almost screamed.

I squeezed her tits together, rolling my thumbs over the sensitive buds. Her body was immaculate. I fixated on every curve and line, tried to commit it all to memory. Lane reached out and grabbed my cock and I hissed.