hem both. I know that’s not a possibility right now, but I can’t wait for the day when both of these men can take me at once.
Acceptance must register on my face because the next thing I know, I’m being swept up into Ryan’s strong arms, and we’re striding down the hall.
Grant walks past us, opens the door to the bedroom I’d slept in last night, and Ryan gently sets me on the bed inside. “On all fours, pretty girl,” he directs.
Holy shit. I can’t believe this is happening.
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Emma rolls to the side and pushes herself up onto her hands and knees, lifting her tight, round ass into the air.
My mouth waters, cum leaks from the tip of my dick, and I catch sight of Grant’s hungry stare from the other side of the bed. Nothing has ever looked as good as Emma naked, and I can tell he’s just as turned on as I am.
I’ve pictured this moment for years. Just the three of us, stripped bare and loving each other the way we were meant to do.
With his cock fisted in his hand, Grant looks at me. “I need to taste her.”
I motion Emma forward. She crawls across the bed, which is high enough that it puts her at eye-level with my cock. When I grip the base of my shaft, she licks her lips.
“You want to suck my cock, Emma?”
She nods, leaning forward, but I take a step back, causing her to frown. “So eager. I love it. But not yet, sweetheart. Grant needs to taste that sweet pussy first.”
Grant slides onto his back and positions himself under her. Wrapping and arm around each of her thighs, he pulls her down until she’s seated on his face.
Emma nearly flies off the bed with the first swipe of Grant’s tongue through her slit.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she drops her head forward.
“Tell me what he’s doing.” I continue to pump my cock, priming it for her mouth, and use the other hand to lift her face.
She peels her eyes open and watches me work myself.
“He’s licking me and it—oh, God, it feels so good.”
“What else is he doing? What feels good?”
“He’s sucking my clit and…” Emma’s body lurches forward, causing her to grunt. “Two fingers,” she pants. “He has two fingers inside of me, and he’s sucking, and holy shit, I don’t think I can take much more,” she says, her words fading into a long moan.
“Yes, you can. Relax and enjoy it. I know he sure as fuck is. Grant has wanted to taste your perfect cunt for years. Does she taste as good and sweet as you hoped?”
“Better,” he replies.
I’m jealous as fuck. “I can’t wait to taste you for myself.”
My fist moves faster against my cock, my eyes locked on Grant’s head between Emma’s lush thighs. She reaches out and yanks me forward. My dick plunges into her mouth, and bottoms out at the back of her throat.
“Fuck,” I curse, brushing the hair away from her face so I can watch her suck me off. She hollows her cheeks, presses her tongue against the bottom of my shaft, and sucks. Hard. Hard enough to cause my vision to blur. “Jesus Christ, where the fuck did you learn that?”
Emma releases me and looks up. Her glasses are fogged, and I can’t help but smile at how cute and sexy she looks. Like a naughty librarian. “Do you really want to know?” she purrs.
“Fuck no.”
I remove her glasses and set them on the nightstand behind me. Gripping her hair, I pull her forward and thrust into her mouth as Grant continues his assault on her pussy. She moans, licks and sucks, and then a red flush creeps up her back. Her mouth gets more frantic, and with my hand wrapped around her hair, I gently pull her off me because the last thing I want is her chomping down on my dick when Grant pushes her over the edge.
Emma tosses her head back in ecstasy, but her eyes are locked on mine. Swollen lips parted, chest heaving, she gasps, and then her body convulses. She tries to squeeze her thighs together, but Grant doesn’t let her. He holds her in place and licks her through her orgasm.