Silence filled the room other than our heavy breathing and the howling wind of the night air outside. Rodney pulled me down toward his face by hooking a finger at the middle of my bra. His eyes were focused on my lips, and I swear they tingled with anticipation of having his mouth on mine.
Yet, right as we were a hair away from tasting one another, Cade murmured, “Don’t touch my mouth, Rodney.”
Like the red line I’d sprayed on the damn bed, Cade drew his in the sand. Instead, Rodney let his hand fall from the lace of my bra and sat back on his haunches as he almost seamlessly moved to take off my panties.
I raised my hips while rolling my lips between my teeth, trying not to whimper at the lost opportunity of kissing someone right then. My body shook with need. I wanted either of their touches at this point.
My eyes held Cade’s as he growled low in approval at the sight of my lower half completely bare to them both. I’d shaved earlier that day, and I think they both approved of how I’d tidied up.
“Well, if that isn’t a golden pussy on a platter, I don’t know what is,” Cade murmured. Then he asked the man kneeling before me. “Ready?”
Rodney nodded and leaned in to smell me. When I looked down, shocked, he was staring up at me with a smile. “She smells fucking divine, Cade.”
“I know,” Cade replied gruffly before he told him, “Bring her to orgasm without tasting her, though, Rodney.”
“What?” I breathed out, almost choking on him denying me Rodney’s mouth. “He can taste me now, Cade.”
Cade chuckled as if I were too eager. “Dollface, I make the rules, right?”
“It’s a dumb rule, though.”
Rodney didn’t seem to mind us going back and forth. He pushed his thumb against my bundle of nerves and slid two fingers inside me while Cade responded, “What’s dumb is you wanting to argue with me when I’m giving you everything you want right now.”
“I wanted that,” I whined, but I was already riding Rodney’s hand, letting his fingers move inside me.
“Maybe our boss will do the honors and take that hot-as-sin mouth of yours instead,” Rodney prompted Cade. He was a man after my heart, bless him.
Cade sighed as if we were two of his employees acting out and giving him trouble. Even though we’d inconvenienced him, he stood up to his full height and walked over. His fingers threaded through my waves, and he tipped my head back. Even a second of his touch had me whimpering, and then his other hand went around my neck as he took my mouth in his.
His tongue tangled with mine for dominance, forcing me to feel everything he was. Desire, passion, and what I wanted to imagine might have been something other than hate.
When he pulled back to take me in, he held my gaze and said, “Come, dollface. We want to see you let go.”
I closed my eyes and let what was inside me out. Like a wrecking ball, my orgasm smashed through any wall of embarrassment or reservation I had about this hookup, about having two men pleasure me at once, about being ashamed of anything I wanted in the bedroom.
We were consenting adults, trusting of one another, and, well, they were both very, very hot.
But both were greedy because they didn’t give me much time to recoup from hitting my high. Instead, Cade sat on the bed and asked Rodney, “You bring it?”
He didn’t specify what, and so I was surprised when Rodney pulled a small device from his pocket. It looked like a black rubber teardrop with a cufflink on the bottom of it. “What’s that?”
Cade leaned over and growled in my ear, “It’s what I’m putting in your ass, baby.”
He probably saw my eyes widen. “That’s not going to fit.”
He hummed. “Rodney, make sure she’s ready, huh? Get it nice and wet.”
I swear Rodney probably did this way too often. He didn’t even hesitate. Why would he? He’d brought the toy over to the cabin in the first place. He held it at my folds as he continued to kneel before me and smirked when he pressed a little red button on the cuff link. The device buzzed right at my entrance, and I gasped, slamming both of my hands down onto his shoulders to steady myself and keep from falling right off the bed.
“I’m ninety-nine percent sure this is going to be too much for me, guys,” I admitted.
Both of them laughed and shook their heads. “I’m convinced you can handle the world if I gave it to you all fucked up, Izzy,” Cade murmured to me. Rodney removed the device, now shiny and almost dripping with my arousal. Cade grabbed my hips immediately and lifted me up to stand, then pressed a hand to my back. “Bend forward, baby.”
Rodney scooted just a few inches forward so that I could bend at a ninety-degree angle, my hands on his shoulders, and ass back, out to the world. The device was handed over to Cade, who took it without so much as a thank you.
“Now”—he slid behind me, still seated, and rolled out the next word—“relax.”
I felt how cool my arousal had become on the device, how it started at the tip of the teardrop, then, as I breathed out, Cade pushed it in slowly, firmly, right into my puckered asshole. “Holy shit,” I whimpered when it felt like he’d pushed the whole thing in.
“We got another half of the plug to go, Izzy. Relax.”
I whipped my head up to look in the mirror and saw Cade’s gaze on my ass, saw how he stared with what looked like awe, and it made me want to take it all—to show him he could hand me the fucking world and I’d conquer it.
Yet, I was so full, so tight. He must have felt that too because he glanced up to catch my gaze, and those dark eyes held me captive as he sucked one of his fingers before bringing it down to rim my hole around the plug.
I moaned. He pushed it further. Then, suddenly, the vibration started. And I lost my mind to another place in the galaxy. “It’s in, dollface,” I heard from far away, even though it was Cade right next to my ear. He pulled me down as he said, “It’s going to shock you, too, baby. I’m turning on the electricity.”
I gasped right then because it happened at that moment, vibrating and then sending a zing of pleasure or pain through me that was so close to all my most sensitive nerve endings that it practically sent an orgasm up my spine. “Oh my God. God. God. God.”
Cade chuckled. “I think she likes the toy,” he said as he held me over his length, preparing to have me sit on him. “You like what we’ve done for you, Izzy?”
The question sliced through my heart as Cade stared at me with those amber eyes. He was accepting me, giving me this, pushing boundaries for my pleasure. “You did this for me,” I whispered.
The way his hand roved over my chest to feel my heart beating as he held my gaze had tears forming in my eyes, had the world fading away where I could only see him, and had me convinced I could fall hard for him.
I bit my lip and tried to shake the feeling but Cade must have felt our connection too because as Rodney leaned forward, Cade growled, “No more, Rodney.”
Rodney halted and waited for further instructions, Cade’s voice too full of warning to disobey.
“Stay and watch or leave. I don’t care which. Your mouth isn’t allowed to touch her pussy though.” With that, Cade brought me down hard on his dick.
I tried not to cry out, but the feeling was too much. Cade’s hands slid to my bra and yanked it down so he could play with my tits and pinch my nipples. He didn’t simply kiss my neck, he bit it as Rodney slowly stroked his own cock, watching me rock on Cade’s length.
The picture we made in the mirror, a man with his eyes between my legs, jacking himself off and Cade behind me, fucking me exactly the way I liked, had me flying toward what couldn’t be just an orgasm. It was probably death and heaven. Or hell. Or both mixed in one.
“You feel all this?” Cade asked as he bit my ear and squeezed a breast while thrusting in extra hard one time. “It’s what I give you. You want a little good time, dollface, and you get the best fucking of your life. With me. Always with me.”
He was trying to tell me something. I knew that. He said it with conviction, his cock pulsed with purpose, and his hands owned my tits with demand, but I was too far gone.
As another vibrating shock zapped my inner folds, I shivered, my whole body building toward something so monumental that tears started streaming down my face. I heard Rodney moan as he emptied his seed in his shorts and felt Cade thrust in me harder and faster. He lost control—his neck flexed, his hands gripped me tight, and those tattooed forearms bulged with veins moving to avoid his muscles.
I only saw him and felt him, how his cum shot into my walls, how he softened within me. I only saw the man that agreed to all this solely for my pleasure, and it pushed me over the edge. Blinded by an orgasm from both heaven and hell, and I was sure it had to be both at this point.
It took Cade a minute to wrap his arms around me and remove the plug from my behind. He glanced at Rodney and tossed it his way. “Time for you to go, Rodney.”
“Fuck.” Rodney slowly stood. He eyed me and then Cade with a sort of awe. “Call me if you want—”