Savor Me

THE SENSATIONS THAT ARE coursing through my body are unlike any I have ever felt. Sure, I've been with two men before, but the heat and lust I feel now are on a whole new level, even for me. I’m not shy, but it’s always intimidating to stand exposed, especially when I’m standing in front of two men as gorgeous as Hunter and Mason. But I don’t feel exposed this time. I feel desired.

Mason’s breath is hot on my neck, and his kisses are wet as he trails them over my skin. A slight shiver runs through my body. Hunter stares for a minute before hooking his fingers in my thong and pulling it to my feet. I slowly step out of it and kick it to the side. He immediately drops to his knees, kissing up the inside of my thighs.

“There she is,” he sighs as his fingers find my clit.

Mason’s rough hands find their way to my breasts. He cups them with both hands and latches on to my shoulder. Grazing his teeth over my sensitive skin, he pulls the straps of my bra down with his mouth. I reach behind myself with shaky fingers and flick open the clasp. My bra slides to the floor and Mason’s hands begin rolling my erect nipples between his callused fingers. Hunter finally thrusts a finger inside and it rocks me back into Mason’s hard body. He continues the motion with his hands while he sucks on my swollen clit. A moan escapes from my throat as both men overload my senses. I can already tell by the fire spreading in my belly that this isn't going to take long.

Pulling the lobe between his teeth, Mason tugs and licks at my ear. His hands continue the alternating between tugging my nipples and massaging my breasts. The mix of his hot breath on my neck and Hunter between my legs has me wildly searching for something to hold on to as I cry out. One hand finds its way into Hunter’s hair and the other snakes behind, taking hold of Mason’s ass. I need an anchor to keep me from falling when my legs buckle from my impending orgasm. One last rough twist of my nipple and stroke on my clit, I find my release.

I stare as Hunter stands and makes a show of licking his fingers. Hunter may like to be the center of attention as he smirks over at us, but this isn’t all about him. Mason begins to tense, so I focus my attention on him. Leaning back, my lips find his jaw. I press a kiss, letting it linger a little longer than necessary, giving a silent message to everyone in the room. This is about me. I decide what and who I want. Mason catches the message and relaxes slightly behind me. However, Hunter goes for the challenge. He drops his jeans and rips his shirt over his head. This man has no shame, that’s for sure.

“You ready for more, Lacey?”

“Well, it definitely looks like you are.” I glance down at his hard and ready cock. The raw sex in his eyes makes me feel like I’m his next meal.

“So don’t keep me waiting. Get over here.” He smiles, reaching to pull me towards him, but I turn in Mason’s arms, shutting Hunter out for a minute.

I look up into Mason’s hard eyes and slowly undo the button of his jeans. I squat down, sliding them along with his boxers to the floor. He lifts his feet and steps out of his pants. Looking up, I can see that Mason has closed his eyes, so I begin to rise, gliding my hands up his strong legs as I stand. I continue my path up his lean, tight body. Pushing my hands under his shirt, I pull it over his head and throw it somewhere in the room.

His chest is defined and sexy as hell. His body isn’t hard from the gym like Hunter’s. Mason is hard from manual labor. Muscles I never knew existed cover his shoulders and back. I can’t help letting my hands explore as I press a kiss to his left peck. His eyes fly open, landing directly on mine. My heart hammers in my chest, terrified that he will turn me away. Rejection doesn’t usually worry me like this, but for some unexplainable reason, I’ve never wanted anything more than I do Mason Wynn. I can feel his cock hardening between us, so I accept that as his sign of approval.

I turn around to face Hunter again and meet his hooded eyes. I know he’s watching the exchange between me and Mason. The watched becoming the watcher. It appears he is more than ready to see what will happen next, but I cut him off. Stepping closer to Hunter, I place a hand to his chest and give him slight shove. It wasn’t hard, but he plays along and falls onto the bed with a grunt. I climb on top, straddling his thighs. Mason is still standing where I left him, but his are eyes glued to me. Watching, always watching. I can feel them burning into my skin.

Bending down, I press my mouth to Hunter’s with a rough kiss, and his hands slide up my body. Kissing down his chest and stomach, I spread his legs and kneel in between them. Just as I descend on Hunter’s hard cock, I hear Mason moving to get a better view. He sinks into the chair next to the bed and begins to palm his own erection, readying himself for a show.

Hunter is big, but he pales in comparison. Mason’s dick is huge. His cock is hard, the tip purple. A bead of come sits at the tip. I slide around to Hunter’s side, turning my body more to face Mason. He isn’t the only one who wants to watch tonight.

“No touching my head,” I command, reminding Hunter of my rules.