His cock reacted to me, even through the thick fabric. He hissed out through his teeth, and I liked that for at least a few moments, I had the upper hand.
“Have you ever seen one before?” Leander growled the question.
“No,” I gasped, barely able to get the words out amid the pleasure Janus was bringing me down below. “But I w-w-want to. P-p-please.”
“Don’t make her beg for it,” Milo said from up front, where I noticed that he’d positioned himself best to see the show.
“But I like it when she begs,” Leander said. “Only good girls get what they want.” Leander’s hand came down firmly to grip the back of my neck. “Are you going to be a good girl? Are you going to beg Daddy for his cock?”
His words and what Janus was doing to me—it was too much.
I came. Hard.
And I begged, as I looked up at Leander through my lashes. “Please, Daddy. Please, can I touch your c-c-c-cock?”
A look of supreme satisfaction came over Leander’s face, like finally everything was settling aright in his previously troubled world. “Yes, baby girl. You can touch it. Pull it out. I want my cock to be the first one you ever explore. Pull it out now.”
“Okay…daddy.” I whispered the last word, still looking up through my lashes as I reached for the buckle of his jeans. He lifted his shirt and God, he had the perfect manly V.
His chameleon eyes went dark, black as night, but he sat patiently while I fumbled with his belt. The seconds ticked tortuously slowly as I finally pulled it loose and then freed his button.
“Now reach inside,” Leander commanded, his voice tight. “Pull me free.”
I did as he said. I reached inside his jeans. It was warm there. But nothing to the heated steel that met my fumbling fingers. He groaned as soon as I made contact. I gasped too.
Because he was big. Bigger than I’d expected, I think, though I hadn’t really known what to expect.
I pulled him free, though it took some doing, he was so long. He’d grown down the leg of his jeans and I had to work to free him. Finally, his long, fat cock flopped free of his jeans and I could only stare… and salivate.
I had one hand gripped around him. And my fingers didn’t even reach the other side. So, propping myself on my elbows, I took him in my other hand too, and bent closer to inspect him.
God, it was so much more beautiful in person than I’d ever imagined it would be. I’d grown up seeing crude depictions of dicks my whole life, of course. Long funnels with big holly berries attached at the sides, scrawled all over restrooms and spray-painted on the sides of buildings. They were nothing to the magnificence in front of me. The skin of it was so soft. I hadn’t expected that, for it being so rock hard.
And the bulbous head had a little slit in it. There was a drop of liquid there.
Curiosity driving me, I leaned down even further and gave the tip a little swipe of my tongue.
Both Leander and Milo swore.
“How do I taste?” Leander growled.
I blinked up at him, surprised, both hands still clutching him, tighter now. “Salty.” I rolled the drop of him I’d licked around on my tongue. “And a little bitter.”
Leander chuckled, then glared down at his brother. “She can still make coherent sentences. You aren’t doing your job.”
Janus said something back, muffled from his face being in my pussy, but then while he suckled on my super-sensitive flesh, he slipped a finger inside me.
I’d been just descending to lick again at his brother’s cock, but in my surprise, I took Leander’s entire tip in my mouth with a groan of pleasure.
Which made Leander’s hand land on my head, his fingers tangling in my hair, gripping with the slightest bit of pain, and I loved it. It was like when he’d spanked me, the tiniest touch of pain only arcing the pleasure even higher.
So I did what felt natural.
I sucked. And suckled. And licked. And worshiped the cock in my mouth. I worshipped Leander in the way I’d longed to. His hands came around mine and he taught me how to touch him, to move my hands up and down his shaft while I sucked him.
I paid attention to the way his stomach hollowed as his breaths got shorter when I really applied vacuum pressure. And when I bobbed down so that the head of him touched the back of my throat. Oh, Daddy really liked that, didn’t he?
I bobbed low again and his hands in my head held me there. “Swallow, baby girl. Swallow what Daddy gives you.”
I nodded around his cock right as Janus’s fingers found spots inside me that brought the simmering orgasm back over the top. I howled around Leander’s cock, vibrating it, which was apparently the last straw.