Double Daddy Trouble

Jack handed her a cup of coffee and kissed her with possession. “Good morning. How’d you sleep?”

“Like a Lily sandwich.” She giggled.

“My favorite kind.” Sawyer flipped pancakes on the griddle.

“What time do we have to leave today?” She sat at the table. She didn’t want the weekend to be over. She didn’t want to fly back to Chicago. She couldn’t imagine leaving this place. She wasn’t the same woman any more. Last night had changed that.

She had explored herself in a new way. Maybe she had always been this sexual goddess. She felt strong and powerful with two men who worshipped her body.

Jack rested his tablet on the table. “We can fly back tonight if you like.”

“As late as possible.”

Sawyer brought over a plate of hot pancakes. “I’ll let the pilot know.” He turned her lips up to catch a kiss. “How do you feel?”

“Like the luckiest woman in the world.” She smiled.

He laughed. “No. I meant your body. Did we hurt you?”

“Oh.” She didn’t want them to know she was sore. She didn’t want to turn down the chance for more of last night.

“That sore, huh?” Sawyer looked at her.

“No, I’m perfectly fine.” She made her voice an octave higher than usual. “I feel like there is magic under my skin or something. I can’t explain it.”

Sawyer paused with the spatula in his hand. “Baby, we know your body better than you do. You can’t hide things from us.”

“Oh, all right. I’m a little on the sore side. But not much. Besides, I like how it feels. It reminds me of what we did. And I love what we did.” She smiled.

“Unacceptable,” Sawyer stated. He looked over at Jack knowingly.

Oh shit. She was suddenly worried. Had she done something wrong? Was she damaged in some way?

Jack pushed her chair back from the table. “I think we can help with that.”

“Wait, what are you doing?” A ripple of panic worked its way through her.

Sawyer lifted her from the seat. “Don’t worry this will only take a second and then you can have your breakfast.”

“I’m not worried about breakfast. What’s happening?” she squeaked.

He laid her on the kitchen counter. Jack peeled her satin panties from her legs.

“Wait, what?” But she was already breathing heavily and her heart beat was erratic.

Jack’s tongue plunged between her legs and began to lick gently before another protest rose from her throat.

“Ohh.” She smiled, relaxing into his naughty kiss.

Sawyer covered her mouth with a kiss. Her legs fell open. Jack circled her clit before sliding his tongue inside her. The heat felt so good. So soothing. Sawyer took her hands over her head, kissing her deeper and more passionately.

“Are you sore somewhere other than your pussy?” he growled.

“Yes.” She nodded, staring into his eyes.

He walked to the end of the counter and Jack traded spots with him. He walked toward her, planting a kiss on her lips. She tasted herself on his tongue. Sawyer’s hands lifted her hips from the counter as his tongue ran over her tender forbidden zone. It was aching from his touch. He lapped generously, coaxing a moan from her.

“Feels so good.” She exhaled between Jack’s kisses.