I shiver.
Zack considers for a moment. “Nope.” He decides. “I want to try something new.” Sidling in close to me, he slips a finger down over the seat of my panties, tracing it along the line of my asscrack. I freeze against Luke, my heart thudding.
“Yes?” Zack purrs in my ear.
I close my eyes and nod.
He gives me an approving little pat. “Atta girl. We’re gonna have to relocate for this.”
I don’t need any more convincing than that. Before anyone can say another word, I’m shucking off my pants and running back to my bedroom. I hear the men laughing behind me as they follow.
I can’t help it. I’m desperate. This is essentially my biggest fantasy come to life. I need all three of them like I need my next breath. I stumble into my bedroom and drop onto the bed, grabbing Luke by the hand and dragging him down with me for another kiss. Dimly, I hear Zack rummaging in my bedside drawer.
“You have been doing your homework,” he says happily, pulling out the bottle of lube. “Christ, love, you’re getting through this stuff.”
“Makes everything feel so much better,” I moan, reaching out to cup Luke’s flushed balls.
He catches my wrist and pulls my hand away. “No.” He says quietly. “I want to watch you. I’ll be here when you need me.” He stands as Zack settles onto the mattress behind me. True to form, he’s gotten naked at some point in the last few seconds. I run my eyes hungrily over his thick, toned thighs and brick-like abs. He might not play rugby anymore, but he definitely works out enough to keep up his body.
He grins at me. “Like what ya see, pet?” He asks, his Northern accent thickening. “God, I’ve been dreaming of you like this.” He smooths a hand over my bum cheek, stroking it possessively, then yanks me into his lap, my back against his hard chest. “Alright, lass. I’m gonna go slow with you, since you ain’t done this in a while. Tell me if it gets uncomfy. Josh, get her nice and warm.”
Josh comes to sit on the bed in front of me, his dark eyes searching my face. He threads a hand through my hair.
“You’re okay?” He asks quietly. I know he’s thinking about last night.
“Better now. Promise.”
He nods and tries to catch my mouth in a kiss, but I dodge it and start making out with his neck. His whole body jerks with shock, his mouth falling open on a pant. His hand flies up to cup the back of my neck, holding me in place as I nibble on his throat.
“Oh, you found Josh’s Mute button,” Zack says casually, uncapping the bottle. “That’s nice.”
“Where’s yours?” I ask sweetly, sucking on the pulse beating under Josh’s skin. He groans, shuddering. “Could come in handy.”
“Right under my balls. Feel free to try and find it any time.” Without warning, he slips a hand under my butt and pushes his slick fingertip against my back hole, rubbing a slow circle. I tense at the pressure, and both men slide forward, squeezing me in between two hot, muscled chests.
“This is on the list,” Zack tells Luke conversationally, as Josh tugs me into a hot kiss. My lashes flutter as his strong arms wrap around me, pulling me closer. Heat is thudding through my skin as he kisses his way down from my mouth, to my throat, then buries his face in my warm, trembling breasts. I arch back into Zack, sighing. The sensation is incredible. Silky and warm and wet…
I start to rock slowly on Zack’s lap, grinding my softly swelling sex against his bare leg as Josh licks lazily at my breasts, tickling my wet nipple with the tip of his tongue.
“She likes to be surrounded,” Zack informs Luke, who’s watching darkly. “It breaks her brain. And it means when I do this…”
He adds more pressure, sliding the very tip of his finger inside me. I quiver. It’s not painful, not exactly, but close enough. My back hole burns.
“There’s nowhere for her to go,” Zack finishes, sounding very pleased with himself.
“Get her wetter,” Luke orders over our heads. “She needs more.”
“Aight, boss.” There’s a wet squirting noise, and more cold liquid dribbles between my hot cheeks. Zack starts to massage the wetness into my tight arsehole. I press my face into Josh’s neck. “This is what you like, huh, gorgeous?” Zack asks. “She’s all packed in tight. Tight and full, huh, babe?” He gives my bum a slap, and I hiss, pressing closer into Josh.
“I see,” Luke says, his voice level. “That’s very interesting.” He tilts his head, surveying us. “You know, I think you could push her a bit harder, Zack.”
FORTY
LAYLA
I choke.
Zack chuckles. “Aight, boss.”
I feel more cool wetness against my behind, and then increasing pressure as Zack pushes his fingertip into me. I moan, my thighs quivering. It’s so goddamn tight.
Still plastered against my front, Josh reaches forward, sliding his fingers between my crossed legs. I don’t realise how wet I am until he starts swirling through my slick folds, rubbing his thumb leisurely over my twitching bundle of nerves.
Suddenly, I can’t fill my lungs. I gasp, shuddering all over. It barely takes a few touches before I start to fall apart. I cry out as Zack takes the opportunity to push his finger in to the knuckle, penetrating the tight ring of muscle.
With his finger in my backside, the climax feels different. Deeper, like it’s quaking up from some place deep inside me. It shakes me to the core, wracking through my whole body. I wind up clasping onto Josh’s neck, gasping as he strokes my back.
“Okay?” He asks in my ear as I wind down, clawing at his skin.
In answer, I tug at him, trying to pull him down onto the mattress. “Lie down,” I order. “I want to ride you.”
He groans, doing as I say, lying down on his back on the bed. Zack pulls out of me, and I hear him fumbling with the bottle as I climb over Josh’s thighs, settling my weight over his hips. He’s hard as a rock; I can feel the heat of his glistening erection thumping against my stomach. Josh watches me silently, his eyes dark and his cheeks flushed as I lean down, running my hands over his ripped abs. I trail them teasingly down his happy trail, and then finally fist the base of his swollen shaft. His whole body flinches as I wrap my fingers around his length, giving him two firm pumps.
“Layla,” he says darkly, his hands flying to my waist. “Don’t.”
I kneel over him, not breaking eye contact as I guide him to my own wet entrance. He grips my hips, groaning deeply as I sink onto him, sheathing him down to the root.
It feels incredible. He fills me up completely, hot and solid, stretching unbelievably deep inside me. I roll my hips once, twice, finding the right angle, then look over my shoulder at Zack, lifting my bum in invitation.
“Oh, you can tell she’s watched a ton of these videos,” Zack says. “You know all the positions, don’t you, honey?”
I flush. “I need you,” I say. I do. My ass is clenching over nothingness. I feel empty. “Now.” My eyes drop to his member. He looks ridiculously big, fat and glistening, but I don’t care. He could cleave me in half and I’d like it.
He huffs a laugh. “Lass, you’ve seen my package, haven’t you? If you think it’s the width of one finger, I’m gonna be very upset. Josh, keep her busy.”
I whine, rocking over Josh, and Josh obligingly thrusts upwards, punching into me. My protests all dissolve as he angles his hips, his stiff rod suddenly shoving deep inside me. “Oh.”
Josh gives me a rare smile.