But I'll go back to being tarnished after we're done.
I try to lose myself in the touches to my skin and between my thighs. Nash has moved to the side, giving way to Lex, who's taking his place. A new cock pushes inside me as Kase grips my hair, his fingers tight as he comes too, tasting just a little saltier than his brother.
"Flip her over," someone says. I think it's Dex. He's the one who likes to watch and the architect of the situation we all find ourselves in. Dex is the puppet master, pulling the strings until we're all jerking with pleasure, then dropping them so we can all go back to our lives.
For a second, I'm weightless as hands reach out to position me on my hands and knees. Noah tugs me over him, his hands on my breasts, his lips parted with arousal. "There you are," he smiles, blinking his long lashes. "Eight bananas on the menu tonight," he grins.
"That's no kind of fruit salad," I quip, and he laughs throatily.
"You think you can take two of us?" he asks.
"Haven't I just been doing that?" My eyebrows head toward my hairline, trying to work out what he means.
"DP," he says. "Double penetration. Two bananas in one sundae dish."
"Enough with the food metaphors," Lex says. "You're making me hungry."
"I guess you can try." Even though I’m unsure, the thought of having two of these gorgeous men inside me at once makes my vagina contract with a fresh wave of arousal.
"Sit on my cock," Noah says, tugging my hips down. "Lex will do all the work. All we have to do is relax."
Relax.
I'm not sure that's a word that goes with this kind of sexual experience, although I left my insecurities at the door when it came to my body. There are too many eyes looking at me from too many different vantage points for me to suck my stomach in or worry about the dimples on my thighs.
Hands rest on my hips, but they aren't Noah's. I'm angled over his cock and forced down as another hand strokes up my spine and urges me closer to Noah.
God, he smells good. Little flickers of our night together flood my mind, and I close my eyes, wanting to slip back into the powerlessness I felt when I was with him. His strong arm anchors me to his body, his cock thick and good, spreading me open.
And he thinks I can take another man?
I think he's crazy.
The bed shifts behind me. Fingers tweak my nipples, and mouths lick over my skin. Someone trails their fingers over my taint, causing me to clench my pussy around Noah's cock. "Relax," he soothes. "Let that sweet, tight pussy relax around my cock. Let Lex in too."
His words and gentle hand on my back lull me into a place where it's warm and safe, where I can believe that it's possible for me to be enough, to be what they need.
The first press of Lex's huge cock at my entrance burns, but a finger finds my clit and strokes, and then, like a rub of Aladdin's lamp, all wishes suddenly come true.
The stretch is unbelievable, and I find myself panting fast, trying to acclimatize. "You're okay," Noah murmurs against my ear. "You're more than okay. You're perfect."
Perfect.
I know I shouldn't believe his use of the word. The man is balls deep inside me, and his mind is sex addled and stupid. I could be anyone right now, and he'd be feeling like it was perfect.
As Lex begins to move and his hands trail over my skin, I'm crushed against Noah's chest. "She's taking it," Dex says, his eyes alight with excitement. "She's taking them both."
"She's perfect," Carl says, his voice gravelly and slow, as though he can't quite believe it either.
And there's that word again.
Perfect.
"Fuck," I whimper, the press of my clit against Noah almost too much.
"That's what we're trying to do," Noah says, his voice light.
"Oh God," I pant, so close I can almost touch the sweetness on the horizon.
"That's kind, sweetie, but I'm just a man," Noah quips, earning a “shut up” from somewhere in the room. He can talk all he wants because his voice is low and sexy, and I'm coming hard around his cock and Lex's. There's a growl from behind me, and Lex thrusts faster, his fingers biting into my hips. "Shit," Noah mutters, the laughter wiped from his face as everything gets real. I know he's close to coming. I can feel they both are from the swelling of their cocks and the urgency of their movements. It's a frenzy of desire that sears me from the inside out.
"Fuck," Lex says again as he bottoms out, spasming as he fills me. Noah follows, his hand in my hair, his fingers wrapped around my wrist, trapping me in place until he's done.