by Skylar Heart
But I’m not. I don’t want him to feel like I’m leading him on. I love having him close, hold him, touch him, but we can’t do more than that without feelings getting all messed up again, making me feel like I’m leading him on, using him just for my own pleasures without considering his feelings. I don’t want that. I don’t want to hurt him.
“That Jake guy... He’s interesting.” Mal’s voice vibrates against my arm, and I’m suddenly very aware that I’m missing something, something in the inflexion of his voice tells me that there’s so much more to his words. They’ve been much closer since last night, but I don’t know what to make of it. It doesn’t feel sexual, but also not non-sexual, and it’s been a little odd. I just presumed they had a good talk or something, that Mal opened up to Jake about himself, but was there more to it?
“He is… but why do you think so?” It feels strange, talking about Jake with Mal, especially now they’ve met. I talked about Mal and the others all the time with Jake, but not really the other way around, my ‘city life’ was never really mentioned while I was at the coast.
“He kissed me last night.”
Wait. “What?!” I turn to him, trying to read his face, trying to make sense of the situation. He did what? Not that Jake would be above kissing people when he thinks that they’d be interested. But, kissing Mal?
“I told him about what happened in the shower, and he kissed me.” Mal doesn’t seem upset, but he’s also not joking or anything. He’s watching me. He’s watching how I’ll react to this information, like he’s waiting for something.
“I...” Oh, crap.
How is it that Jake always gets people to talk to him? Why do people trust him like that? Fuck. I really didn’t need him to know about what happened in the shower... It would have been nice if that could have stayed between Mal and me a little longer, just until I’ve figured out what to do.
But Jake also didn’t react weirdly last night, or all day today, he acted like everything was normal. So, where does that leave us? All of us? Fucking hell. Jake always knows how to leave me behind confused and without a clue about what’s going on in his head, what he’s thinking to get as a result when he does something.
Then Mal’s fingers slide over my cheek, his eyes on my lips. “I’d like to kiss you. Last night was... I’d like to kiss you for real now.”
“What about Dylan? What about...?” My head is spinning, especially with the look in Mal’s eyes, that lust, that look I’ve missed so much. But I also don’t want to let him think that I’ll change my mind, that I’ll choose him or that I’ll... “It wouldn’t change anything.”
“I know.” His voice is soft, and then he leans even closer, I can feel his breath on my lips. “That’s what I’m counting on.”
What? But the familiar pressure of his body against mine, his closeness, it stops me from thinking more and I bridge the last distance between our lips. Gripping onto his shirt, I pull him even closer to me. He tastes like pizza and cigarettes and something spicy, something truly Mal.
He’s right, last night our kiss was out of desperation, but this time, this is different. It’s slow, he’s carefully exploring my mouth, our tongues sliding together, and it’s taking my breath away. It makes me feel like we’re the only ones in the world, like nothing exists outside of us two.
That is, until there’s a sound closeby, and a second set of lips are on my neck, softly kissing, hands on my waist, sliding around me more. Jake!
I still. Surprised and not so sure I’m okay with this, not so sure I’m sure about what’s going on. These guys... No matter my thoughts before, I never expected for this to happen, at all, and now it’s... Wow. How?
“Enjoy yourself,” Jake murmurs, his stubble scratching my neck a little. “This is okay. This is good. Let us take care of you.”
Is it okay? Is it really?
I break the kiss, looking back at Jake, whose eyes are dark with lust and he’s smiling, making me all hot inside. Then I look at Mal, who is giving me the hottest of looks and my whole body is tingly. I want them. I so want them. But this... How can this be okay?
“I...” I slowly shake my head. “I... I kissed Tom. And I kissed Dylan. This isn’t...” How do I even explain it to them? I want them so badly, but I also don’t want to hurt them. I can’t promise them anything. This is too messed up, but my brain is slowly shutting down, because I need them so much. I need this, I need them, I need my loves... I need them more than they even know.
“I’d guessed that before.” Jake carefully tugs me up, pulling me against him, his voice warm as he caresses me. “But this isn’t about them. This is about you. We want you. We want you to feel good.”
I look between the two guys and try to figure out if they’re both on board with it, if this isn’t just Jake and his silly antics, but the way that Mal takes Jake in, how his eyes darken with more lust. Oh, fuck.
Disappearing into these guys, feeling them on me, touching them... There’s nothing I want more. Though, maybe having Tom and Dylan join in... Hell. I have no idea how I’ll explain this to Tom and Dylan later, but right now...
These guys and their offer... They’re too hard to resist, especially for a girl who’s been resisting them for almost a week... My need for them is bigger than the worry about what happens next. I’ll get to that when the time comes, but I need Mal and Jake right now, I really need them.
“Good,” Mal murmurs and he stands up, taking my hand and pulling me up the stairs. “There’s probably a better place for these things, somewhere not so out in the open, or an awkward position like the couch.”
“You’re talking awkward positions?” Jake laughs, his eyes sparkling as he looks at me. “You should have seen her when--” But I put my hand against his mouth, glaring at him.
“You don’t have to spill every last detail about me... Some things can stay a secret, that’s totally okay.”
He nips at my fingers, smirking. “Maybe we’ll talk about that some other time.”
But, before I can say anything else, Mal has pulled us into the bedroom and Jake has closed the door behind us.
I look at them both, not sure what to do next, but before I can say anything, they’ve both taken their shirts off, and are reaching out to me. Fucking hell. Unfair, distracting a girl like that...
I quickly close my eyes, like that’s going to stop me from wanting them so much. Their hands play over me, before one of them takes the bottom of my shirt and pulls it over my head. It’s not until I feel Mal’s tongue piercing on one of my breasts that I realise it’s Jake who took my shirt off, Jake’s body pressed against my back. But it’s Mal who’s fumbling with the front of my jeans, before stopping with a grumble and he opens my bra instead, taking one of my nipples into his mouth as he pulls the bra away, dropping it to the side.
“Hmmm... Great view.” Jake’s cock is hard against my ass, his lips on my neck, giving him a great view of what Mal is doing. Then his hands slide down my belly, resting there for a moment, before sliding down more and he nimbly opens my jeans, a better angle to do it than Mal had. “Now, to get you out of these jeans...” His voice rumbles against my back, and I feel the vibrations of Mal’s laugh around my nipple, shooting electricity through my body. Why does it feel so good, and so natural to have them both with me?
“Let’s get you to the bed.” Mal steps back a little, but he doesn’t let me go, instead, pulling me along with him.
Then, we’re all on the bed, a guy on each side of me, and together, they attack every part of me with their lips and their hands, while taking my jeans off at the same time. I lose all sense of what’s going on. These guys are way too good at making me feel everything while also making me forget about everything else. They’re overloading my mind with their touches and caresses, making me feel so good.
When my jeans are off, there are suddenly two hands on my thong, not pulling it off, but carefully rubbing over the fabric together.
“Mean.” I push my hips up more, tryin
g to get them to move more, but it doesn’t seem to help much, apart from making them both laugh, their lips against my skin, sending more electricity through me.
Then, Jake slides his fingers under my thong, touching me directly as Mal moves up and he starts kissing me, playing his tongue piercing over my tongue.
Mal leans closer down, his lips almost against my ear. “I can’t wait to play with your clit. Do you remember that?”
Electricity shoots down my body, making me gasp, and Jake slides his finger lower, slowly sliding into me, little by little, feeling so good. “I think she loves that idea.”
“There’s a lot to love about it.” Mal kisses down my neck, down my breast, taking time to kiss my belly, where I know the stretch marks from when I was pregnant with Oliver are still visible, though they’re just silver lines right now.
Then, he nudges my thong aside, with a little help from Jake, and plays his tongue piercing over my clit as Jake keeps slowly fucking me with his finger.
Oh. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I come undone right then. I didn’t even mean to, but it just happened... Fucking hell...
I was way too wound up, and these guys have given me the fastest orgasm I’ve ever had, blowing my mind clear, not thinking of anything but these two.
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Jake
Mia’s beautiful. I’d forgotten how totally ecstatic she could look when she came, how beautiful she is when she lets go, that flush spreading over her body and that shudder going through her. She winds up so tightly, and then, she turns into a puddle of pure boneless bliss. Beautiful.
While I’m staring at Mia, Mal licks around my finger, which is still in her, his tongue piercing playing around me and I let out a moan, not able to stop myself from imagining how his tongue would feel around my cock like that... That little nub playing around.
I’ve never had a guy with a tongue piercing suck me off. But just the teasing he’s doing right now, I know it’s going to blow my mind. If I don’t blow in the inside of my jeans first, with his mouth nowhere near my cock, just on my finger.
“Mal...” I pull my finger out of Mia and he takes it in his mouth, sucking on it as he keeps my gaze. I wish I could get harder, but that’s just not possible anymore. Fucking hell, this guy... He’s way too good at this teasing thing.
Mia lets out a sexy sound, and when I glance her way, she’s staring at us, her mouth opened a little, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. She’s so into this, into watching us... She can be so pervy. I never knew that she’d be up for this, but I don’t know, finding them on the couch like that, kissing, I just couldn’t resist. Mia... Mia has always been sexy, I’ve always been hard for her. But Mal, yeah, he definitely does it for me too. More than I originally thought, especially after last night’s kiss, and the way he looked at me so knowingly after it. He was right, Mia definitely knows how to choose her guys.
Then Mal’s hand slides over my thigh, until he reaches my cock, pressing his palm against me and I buck up into his hand. He raises just one eyebrow, smirking as he sucks my finger one last time, before pulling back, playing his piercing along the length and I buck up into his hand again...
Before he can do anything else, before he can make me come just from the scent of sex in the room and his teasing touches on me, I push him back on the mattresses, straddling his hips, grinding us together, pulling moans from the both of us.
He grips my thighs roughly, holding onto me, as he closes his eyes. I lean closer, running my lips over his neck and I feel his moan vibrate through his throat under my skin. Oh, he’s fun to play with, definitely fun.
I roll our hips together again, and then reach between us, my hand on the button of his jeans before his hand shoots out and he grabs my wrist. I glance up at him, and there’s a streak of vulnerability in his eyes, a fear.
“While I’m not against going down there, I just want to let you know that I’m not sure you’ll find what you think you’ll find.” He keeps his voice level, but there’s a tremor in it, and while his grip on me is tight, his hand shakes a little.
“I suspect I’ll find a way to make you feel good?” I try to keep my voice light, but I’m also getting a little nervous. I’m horny as hell, I really want this guy, I really want to make him feel good, and I don’t want to mess this up. I can’t mess this up.
He nods slowly, his voice careful. “Just...” He glances to the side, to Mia, who crawls over and kisses his shoulder, playing her fingers over his stomach, sliding them down his treasure trail. A track I’d love to follow with my mouth right now, especially for what I’ll find at the end. “I may have a little different configuration than you’d expect.”
I shrug, smirking, trying to look as confident as I can, taking the chance. “Don’t have the right cock with you? I don’t mind.”
He blinks, stilling a moment. “Wait, what? How did you...?”
“You don’t always pack when you’re walking around in boxer briefs and a shirt in the early morning, especially when you’re just waking up.” It’s fun, the way his eyes go wide and his cheeks flush. “I may have glanced down there during one of those times and caught onto it.” I take one of his hands, putting my lips to his palm and he lets out a soft sound from the back if his throat, his hips bucking up against me. “So I’m pretty sure I’ll find exactly what I’m looking for when I go there.” I hold his gaze, he’s calmer now, more comfortable. “But, I can wait until you’ve got the right gear on if that makes you more comfortable. Heck, I’d let you do me if you want to.”
He lets out a rumbling laugh, regaining confidence, and then puts his empty hand behind my neck, pulling me down hard and holding me close enough that his lips touch my ear. “If you want me to do you, you’ll have to wait for a bit. I’ll have to pick the strapon up from Dylan’s place, I forgot it there.”
I didn’t mess this up, this sounds like it’s going the right way. A very, very right way, as far as my cock is concerned. “Is that a promise?” My voice is more hoarse than I expect it to be.
“Oh, hell yes. Now you’re asking for it.” He snickers and nips at my ear, then he slides his other hand into my jeans, grabbing my dick and massaging me. “For now, we’ve got other options.”
“I like the sound of that.” I grin. Fucking hell, this guy is way too sexy.
A second set of hands open my jeans, giving Mal more access to me, and then Mia kneels behind me, her lips on my back, before her hand slides in next to Mal’s.
I close my eyes, moaning, bucking into their touches. Then Mal slides from under me, kneeling in front of me, sitting chest-to-chest, and he grinds against me, letting out a low moan. I hold onto him, trying my hardest not to come right then. Being in this place, with sexy people around all the time, when you finally get a chance, it may not last very long.
Mia slides my jeans and boxer briefs down, and the cool air against my skin is a little jarring, but that stops soon enough as Mal bends down and takes my cock into his mouth, rolling his piercing around the tip and my head starts spinning. I’m so close. So, so close. Fucking hell. I should have jerked off in the shower after we came back from the shops, I wouldn’t have been so worked up if I had.
“Anyone got condoms with them?” Mia’s voice behind me is hoarse and Mal moans around my cock.
“No, sorry.” I grip Mal’s shoulders, the guy is way too good at this.
Mal shakes his head, which bobs my cock into his mouth more, making me hiss as it pushes me even closer to coming already.
“Too bad.” She kisses my back and then one of her hands disappears from me and her breath comes out a little harsher as I feel her move in small but fast movements with her arm. She’s... She’s masturbating!
Mal finally pops my cock from between his lips, looking up at me, his eyes filled with lust. “We’ll have to get some, then.”
I use the moment to push him onto his back again. Because just the thought of fucking either of them, or being fucked by Mal... Yeah, that’s doing wa
y too many things to my brain.
This time he doesn’t stop me when I open his jeans and pull them down. Before I pull his boxer briefs away, I look up at him. “You okay with me going down on you?”
He smirks, nodding. “Just as long as you’re good at it.”
“I think I can make that work.” I pull his boxer briefs down a little, enough for me to put my lips around him, enough to give me access, to make him feel good.
He lets out a moan, and then bucks up into my mouth. “Faster, rougher. I’m too hot for slow and easy.”
Well, if that’s the case... I slide my tongue over his underside, sucking at the head, and then release the pressure.
Hissing, he grips my shoulders, his nails digging into my skin. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Well, sure, I’d love that too, but it seems we’ll have to do that another day... I do it again, this time going slower, just to tease him. It gets such nice sounds from him, such good sounds.
Mia is next to us again, her hand wrapping around my cock and she starts nipping at Mal’s hip. He bucks up into me more, his grip on my shoulders tightening, and I can’t help my own moans.
Then one of Mal’s hands disappears and Mia lets out a moan too. When I look up he’s got his hand between her legs, moving fast. I reach out too, playing with her hard nipple between my fingers, rolling it between them before squeezing and Mia’s hand falters around my cock as she lets out a particularly harsh moan.
The combination of everything, of the sounds, the scents and just the whole atmosphere... I’ve not been this turned on in a long time. I’ve not had this much fun, just easy joking around while having sex, in a long time, and it’s hard to imagine giving this up again...
“Oh, fuuuuck.” Mal grinds against me more, his hips pushing up against me as much as he can, and then he comes, shocks going through his body, his grip on me tightening.
I follow him closely behind, Mia’s thumb running over the head of my cock and she angles her wrist just right. I muffle my moans on Mal’s hip, my head blanking as I shoot all over Mia’s hand and the mattresses below me. Wow.
