Page 28 of Double Dirty
The kiss was tender and deep, and Rafe cupped my face in his hands. We made our way, stumbling, to the bed. I was between them, my two men holding and kissing me. Leo kissed my neck while Rafe continued to take my lips with his own. I hummed a little as Leo wrapped his free arm around my waist, still cupping the hot place between my legs that grew more drenched by the minute. I finally broke the kiss, dizzy and breathless, and started pulling at Rafe’s shirt. Leo took off his own shirt, and I turned to unfasten hispants while Rafe muttered about how I was wearing too many clothes. I knelt so he could pull down my shorts and panties while I watched Leo shuck off his track pants.
I was completely naked in the midday sun slicing across the bed between the blinds over the window. I saw the way shadows spiked across Rafe’s bare chest, along Leo’s face and neck. Instead of asking what was next, wondering how not to make it awkward, I just let it happen. There were some things that came naturally, and even though it would seem like threesomes would be tricky with lots of pauses and elbowing someone in the face by accident, it wasn’t like that in the moment. There were these two men I knew better than anyone in the world, men I felt close to and understood by. I was touching them in ways I’d wanted to since the days we met. Instead of feeling rushed, feeling slightly guilty for leaving someone out, I felt complete, whole in a new, beautiful way. I felt myself smiling. I turned so I could sling an arm over both of them and pull them to me for a hug.
“You guys,” I said, shaking my head in glorious disbelief.
“So do we flip a coin?” Rafe joked.
“Rock paper scissors,” Leo said, faking seriousness. I laughed.
Then everything got still and intense at once. As if a wild wind rippled through the room, silencing us, dialing up the sexual tension to eleven and beyond. I swallowed hard, turned to face Leo and kissed him softly.
His hands were in my hair, his teeth nipping lightly at my bottom lip. I gasped at how good it felt, how turned on I was. Then Rafe’s big hands reached around and stroked my breasts, rubbing my sensitive nipples with his thumbs. I jerked, sucking air in at the powerful jolt of pleasure that slid suddenly down my spine. I held on to Leo’s shouldersand kissed him back with passion. His hands went to my hips and drew me into his lap. Leo’s long fingers slid between my thighs, just stroking teasingly back and forth, dipping into my folds and making shivers run over my body. Two fingers curled into my slit, driving a whimper from me.
“Please, baby,” I said against his lips.
Leo spread me open, guided his cock to the entrance of my passage. I was trembling, my arms, my thighs, everything shaking, taut with awareness. Rafe’s lips moved down the slope of my neck to my shoulder, his fingers pinching my nipples. He whispered to me then, and the brush of his lips on my ear, the heat of his voice charged me up, brought him intimately into the process.
“You want it, don’t you? Both of us touching you, kissing you, worshipping you. You want my hands on your perfect tits just like this, and my voice in your ear when he fucks you. One of us wasn’t enough for you. You want both of us screwing you, touching you all over until you can’t hold out. Until you scream for more and then beg for mercy,” he said, his voice low and rough. It turned me on even more, the filthy words he said as he rubbed and twisted my nipples, making me cry out.
Leo pressed the wet, velvety crown of his hard cock to my slit, rubbing my own moisture around, making a mess as I gripped his shoulders, my eyes dropping shut. I was overwhelmed with sensation, with the throbbing emptiness between my legs, the tightness of my nipples and the pull low in my belly of an orgasm building. The sensory overload was from having both Leo and Rafe, from being draped across Leo’s lap so intimately and feeling Rafe’s fingers, trail down from my breasts, dipping intrusively between my legs and rubbing my clit in slow, naughty circles as Leo penetrated me, feeding his dick into me inch by inch like sweettorture. I trembled violently in his lap, gripping Rafe’s arm with one hand, the other hand clutching at Leo’s hair. I needed both of them holding me steady or I felt like I’d fly to pieces.
I felt jittery, restless, wanting more and faster when they seemed insistent on teasing me, making love to me with wicked slowness. A whimper escaped my lips when Leo finally thrust forward all the way, burying himself in my body. My inner muscles clenched around him and his arm around me brought my breasts flush against his chest. His tongue went into my mouth, stroking the roof of my mouth as he rocked me on his lap, on his cock. He turned and twisted, screwing me in every sense of the word, hitting places inside me that made me go wild and try to climb him even as Rafe stroked my clit with maddeningly deliberate movements. His teeth grazed my neck and he stroked me harder and faster as I bucked my hips against Leo. My bare stomach was pressed to Leo’s washboard abs, with Rafe’s wrist and hand between us, rubbing frantically as we fucked, slick and fast.
“Oh God, Lexi,” Leo groaned.
“Not yet, baby, please,” I whispered, rocking faster to get the friction I needed from Rafe, bucking forward so Leo could fill me up. I felt the root of him, the brush of his sac against my tight lips and I bit my lip at the sensation, at how far he’d buried himself in me.
“I can’t hold out,” he said, his jaw set, his teeth clenched, lips rubbing against mine as he tried to master himself and hold back his climax.
“I’m almost there, baby,” I said, desperate. I gripped his hair, tugged his mouth down over mine. He roared, his tongue plunging deep as I felt him spill inside me. Iclenched around him, the flutters of my orgasm beginning. He fell back on the bed.
“I’m sorry, baby, I’m sorry. It was too much, and you felt too good. I’ll make it up to you,” Leo gasped, breathless, his chest heaving from exertion.
“No, it was great, you were great,” I said earnestly, pulling away from Rafe’s hands long enough to kiss Leo softly.
I turned to Rafe who grinned wickedly, “You ready for me?” he challenged. I looked down, saw his long, hard cock in his hand where he’d been stroking it as he fingered me. I felt my mouth water at the sight. I wanted him, wanted all of him inside me instantly. First, I crawled back across the bed to him and kissed his lips.
“You make it hard for a girl to concentrate.”
“I make things difficult? You should try teaching a self-defense class and acting like a professional when all you want to do is yank down a student’s shorts and eat her out right there in the studio in front of the mirror,” he said.
I shivered at his dirty talk, at the very idea of it.
“Then maybe I should sign up for private lessons. Do you take on private students?” I teased.
“No, but I’ll take you now,” he said, his eyes growing dark with desire.
There was an edge to Rafe, the sensitive, considerate man I’d trusted from day one. He had a hint of danger, a knife’s edge to his voice and his eyes that promised a dark pleasure that might just be my undoing. He took me by the arms, hauled me against him.
“That bastard nearly took you from us. All I’ve wanted since that moment was to be inside you again, to remind us both that you’re alive, that he didn’t take this,” he said, his voice ragged against my tangled hair.
My body thrummed with desire, with the desperate urge to have him inside me. I wanted to beg already, when he was only holding me by the arms. He kissed me, sudden and intense. My arms went around his back, that muscular broad back that my eyes had lingered on that first night in class. Oh yes, I thought, at last.
He bore me down to the bed, his delicious weight on top of me. Rafe spread my legs with one powerful thigh. I was panting, gasping for breath under his weight and the onslaught of his tongue. I rolled my head to the side so I could breathe, and he sank into me, his cock buried deep. I felt my slickness ease his entry, the heavy length of him driving all the way in with a single thrust. I cried out at the stretching sensation, the fullness. My back arched as he began to move, circling his hips wickedly, plunging into me without a second’s respite to catch my breath. I held on to his shoulders for dear life, the momentum of his heavy thrusts scooting me across the mattress.
His gaze bore into mine. I had to shut my eyes to try and catch my breath. He caught one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard until I bucked under him. Then as he lashed my nipple with his tongue, I felt Leo above me, his mouth covering mine, lush and slow, with his skilled tongue as Rafe fucked me. I shattered then, even before Rafe could sink into me again.
Rolls of pleasure dragged me under, racking my body with shudders as I came and came, screaming into Leo’s mouth with the intensity of the experience. Rafe pounded me harder, building to frenzy. My fingers clawed at the sheets beside me, feeling as if the earth itself were tilting and splitting in two as he gave it to me hard and relentless. I felt Leo’s teeth, felt an enormous pressure on my clit as Rafe pinched it before slamming into me with a final thrust. Iscreamed again and wept as a second climax ripped through me, a hot brightness radiating up from my throbbing clit as Rafe emptied himself into me, thick ribbons of liquid spurting inside me, dripping down my thighs as he finished. Quaking, I lay there, my head tossing ineffectually on the mattress.