“You know what this means,” Vin adds, prying the laptop from my lap and sliding down onto the floor next to me.
“I don’t have to drop out of college?” I reply, still laughing with relief.
Anthony laughs and drops to the ground beside us, caressing my shoulder. “Well, yes. But also…”
“Time to celebrate,” Vin finishes, his hands already on the clasp of my jeans, and a fiery spark in his eyes.
I spread my legs and let him pull my jeans down, though as he does, I grab the hem of his shirt and draw it over his head. “My favorite kind of celebration,” I reply, running my hands over his cut muscles. Beside me, Anthony tugs my shirt off, and I turn to pull off his as well, savoring the feeling of their smooth, strong skin against mine as they pull me up to my knees between them.
I will never get tired of this sensation, feeling both guys kiss their way down my chest as I run my hands along their bodies. Before long, all three of us are naked, and I close my eyes, giving myself over to the guys.
“We can’t get enough of you, Cass,” Vin whispers into the crook of my shoulder as Anthony traces his tongue along the outline of my hip.
I thought we’d done everything, explored each other’s bodies in every way possible, Anthony going down on me as I sucked Vin’s cock, or Vin fucking me while Anthony swirled his tongue over my nipples and fingered my clit, ma
king me come again and again as they worked over my body.
But I should know by now that my guys always have something new in mind.
“We want to try something different tonight.” Anthony sits up to kiss my neck, at the spot where my neck meets my jawline, while he grips my hips tightly.
“We want to fuck you.” Vin swirls his tongue over my already-hard nipple, and slides a finger between my thighs, trailing it up, up, closer and closer to my pussy, but not quite touching me yet. “Both of us.”
“At once,” Anthony finishes, and his hand drops to grip my ass tightly as I realize what they’re suggesting.
Double penetration. My heartbeat pounds in my ears, and even though I can already feel myself getting wet from their touches, my breath catches with nerves, too.
But everything they’ve done to me so far has been amazing. I trust them. And I want them, too. Both of them. At once.
I turn to cup Anthony’s face, enjoying the feeling of his stubble against my palms as I pull him into a deep, slow kiss. “Yes. I want you both inside me,” I breathe against his mouth.
Vin is already on his knees in front of me, spreading my thighs with his strong hands and running his tongue up my legs where his finger had been before. He licks across my mound, traces his tongue along the line where my thighs meet my hips. Teasing, slow. He always knows how to get me going.
Anthony, on the other hand, slides away from me. For a moment, I let out a gasp of protest, missing his warm skin against my back.
“I’m right here,” he says, anticipating why I gasped, and then he’s back, and I feel the cool sensation of liquid against my ass, then sliding between my cheeks. It’s only cold for a second before it warms between my skin and the sensation of Anthony’s fingers parting and rubbing my ass. “I told you, didn’t I, Cass?” I can feel his grin against my ear as he nips at my earlobe. “I want to claim your ass.”
His fingers circle my tight entrance, getting warmer every moment.
Oh. Warming lube.
I swallow, still tense, but he knows me too well by now.
“Relax.” He kisses my neck, my shoulder, nips at my arm lightly. “Do you trust me?”
“Of course I do—” my words end in a sharp gasp as Vin runs his tongue across my clit directly. The sensation makes my hips jerk forward, and I drop one hand to run my fingers through Vin’s hair. “Fuck,” I murmur, distracted.
That’s exactly what the guys were going for. As Vin tongues my pussy, sliding his tongue inside me, curling it against my walls, Anthony gently presses his finger into my ass. I groan at the feeling, sharp at first, but the pain soon spreads into a pleasant sensation as he pushes his finger deeper inside.
“You are so fucking sexy,” Anthony purrs into my ear, his lips warm against my skin.
Vin shifts to run the flat of his tongue over my clit, pushing a finger into my pussy as well and curling it to run along my front wall. He knows exactly how to reach my G-spot, and he strokes it slowly as he tongues me faster, harder. I arch my hips against his face and cry out as Anthony slides another finger into my ass.
“Come for us, Cass,” Anthony whispers.
I feel stretched, full, but it’s so good. I’m lost between them, and Vin rolls his tongue over my clit in circles, bringing me sharply up to the edge until I can hardly think, I can only grip his hair with one hand, my other hand over my shoulder, buried in Anthony’s hair.
“Fuck,” I groan. “That’s it, right there.”