Alex took my mouth with enthusiasm, caressing my back as he sucked, licked and nibbled my swollen lips, as his manhood throbbed inside of me.
Slick fingers found my back entrance, slowly circling, teasing the rosette. Jordan's lips trailed fire down my spine as first one, then two fingers pushed into me. I couldn’t hold still. My lips and tongue continued their passionate assault on Alex’s mouth as my hips began to rock. I found just the right pace, bringing enough pleasure to cancel out the small burning sensation of Jordan's fingers stretching the tight entrance.
I broke away from Alex's mouth gasping a plea, as Jordan's fingers left me. He wasn’t absent long. His cock pushed in slowly, not stopping until his hips were flushed with my ass. I moaned at the fullness, loving having them with me, in me, together.
"I can't go slow, baby. I want you too bad," Jordan breathed into my ear.
His lips caressed my spine, and I quivered in anticipation.
"I don't want slow, I just want you…both of you…ah!"
My voice turned into cries, as Jordan pulled out and thrust back in, hard and fast. Alex lifted me by my hips, encouraging me to move, and soon we had a rhythm that quickly brought on such an intense orgasm that the room blurred once again. Lights burst behind my closed eyelids, as the intensity flamed higher, hotter, until with one final rush, I exploded.
Alex and Jordan pushed into me at the same time, holding me down, as they shouted out their release. I moaned as I felt my body filling with their essence.
We all collapsed together in a sweaty, sated heap, our breaths shallow and our hearts pounding. My head rested just below Alex's chin and my fingers curled into his soft chest hair. Jordan's head lay against my back, as his hands gripped my hips.
I couldn’t stop the grin spreading across my face. I wore my men out. It had always been like that between us. Separately, the sex was awesome, but together, it was phenomenal.
My grin quickly faded as both men started to get up. After gently disengaging themselves from me, they both gave me a quick kiss and headed for the bathroom to clean up. I didn’t move. I just lay there, my heart breaking, knowing they would both be leaving.
I laid on my stomach, face turned away from the bathroom, when I felt a warm washcloth slide softly up the inside of my thigh and buttocks. I still didn’t move. It was all I could do not to cry. I wanted to feel used, but the truth was that I enjoyed my time with Alex and Jordan too much to feel that way.
I heard rustling as both men got dressed, and I began to shake a little. Jordan came around the bed into my line of sight. I watched him tug the sheet and blanket out from under me. He never looked me in the eyes, not once while he tucked me in. My eyes closed, as I pleaded one more time.
"Stay with me, please?" I asked softly.
Complete silence was my answer.
The refrigerator kick on in the kitchen, and I began listening to the small noises of my tiny apartment, anything to keep my mind off the two men who were breaking my heart.
The dryer buzzed, signaling it was time to fold my clothes. The window above my bed creaked, as a strong gust of wind pushed against it. A door slammed somewhere in the building making me jump, and suddenly I was back in the moment.
"It's all right, guys, never mind. I'll talk with you soon."
My voice was monotone, giving away no emotion. That was good. Tears were threatening, and I didn’t want their pity. I tried to hold it together for just a moment longer. They would be gone soon. I pulled the blanket tighter around my shivering body and waited.
It wasn’t long before I heard the soft click of the bedroom door and as if it was a signal to my shattered heart, a sob escaped my throat. Once out, more came. My pillow became wet with my tears, but I hadn’t cared.
I jumped clear out my skin, when I felt a large hand gently wipe the tears from my cheek. Rolling over, I saw both men still standing by my bed. Their eyes were wide with worry and confusion, as they gazed down at me.
"What are you guys still doing here?" I asked, wiping the tears off my face. I must have looked a mess. I shook my head, trying to clear away the numbness that had begun to spread.
Jordan's brows pulled together as he said, "You asked us to stay."
Now it was my turn to look confused. "Yeah, but you never stay."
That got a reaction from both of them. Jordan looked angry at my statement, of course. I loved him, but the man could be broody.
Alex sat on the bed, his eyebrows lowered in concern. "We’ve talked about this, Sam. You know we can't stay with you. It was part of the deal we made."
His voice was so soothing I wanted to smack him. Looking between the two men I loved, my anger grew.
"But you have never told me why," I almost shouted. "And if you can't stay with me, then why are you here now?"
Jordan voice was soft. He didn’t look as angry, but there was a tightness around his eyes that told me he definitely felt uncomfortable. "We’ll stay for a little while, just until you fall asleep, but that’s all we can promise."