Page 6

Chapter 6

Obliterated

Nora

I felt a thrill of defiance as Dominic settled on a couch. The night air was electric against my bare skin, my nipples hardening despite the covers still clinging to them. His eyes darkened as they traveled over my body. Something primal inside me loved having him watch. Maybe it was because he’d spent all week trying to undermine me, and now he could see exactly who was really in control.

The bubbly warmth of the champagne flowed through my veins, making me feel a little bold and reckless.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Dominic’s voice cracked with barely contained need, betraying the casual pose he tried to maintain.

I shifted my focus back to Carter, savoring how his pupils had dilated with raw desire. I rolled my hips in a slow, deliberate circle against the rigid length straining his pants, drawing a low groan from deep in his throat.

Carter’s rough palms blazed trails of heat as they skimmed up my sides, his fingers toying with the edges of the nipple covers. “These need to go.” He grasped one edge and began peeling it away with torturous precision, the adhesive releasing with tiny tugs that sent shivers down my spine.

A soft whimper escaped my lips as the air kissed my exposed flesh, my nipple pebbling instantly. Carter’s hot mouth enveloped me, his clever tongue swirling and flicking until pleasure sparked behind my eyelids. I arched into his touch, my fingers threading through his hair as I cast a pointed glance at Dominic. His fingers dug into the couch cushions, tendons standing out in his neck.

“You taste so good,” Carter murmured against my skin before turning his attention to my other breast, leaving wet kisses in his wake.

Every nerve ending tingled and throbbed, my body responding as much to Dominic’s hungry stare as to Carter’s skilled attention. Each deliberate swirl of Carter’s tongue and scrape of teeth sent electric jolts straight to my core, making me arch my back. My arousal built with every passing second, slicking my inner thighs.

“You’re so responsive,” Carter growled, his strong fingers digging into the soft flesh of my ass possessively.

In one fluid motion that made me gasp, he lifted me up and deposited me on the cushion beside him. He slid down between my thighs, his hands warm and insistent as they urged my legs apart.

“I need a second dessert tonight.” His grin sent another rush of heat through me, his intent clear.

Dominic leaned forward with his forearms braced on his knees. His attempt at nonchalance was betrayed by the visible tremor in his hands, the way his jaw clenched and unclenched.

Desire and defiance twined together inside me as I spread my thighs even wider, putting myself on shameless display. “Show me what that mouth can do.”

Carter dove in eagerly, his hot tongue parting my folds in one long, devastating stroke. I arched off the cushion, a broken moan tearing from my throat as my fingers twisted in his thick hair, urging him closer.

His tongue circled and teased my clit with maddening strokes while my gaze remained locked with Dominic’s. His pupils had swallowed the color of his eyes, his chest quickly rising and falling. Some distant part of me recognized the danger in what we were doing, the professional lines we were obliterating.

But when Carter slipped two fingers inside me, curling them just right while sucking my clit between his lips, rational thought scattered like smoke. All that existed was the white-hot pleasure coiling tighter and tighter, and the intoxicating thrill of holding Dominic’s complete attention as I came undone.

I reached up and rolled my nipples between my fingers, putting on a show I knew Dominic wouldn’t forget. His hand moved to his lap, palming the impressive bulge in his pants.

“You like watching, Dom? Do you like seeing how wet I am? How good he makes me feel?” I pinched my nipples hard, my head falling back.

Dominic didn’t answer, but his hand pressed harder against his erection.

Carter added a third finger, stroking that magic spot inside me as his tongue worked magic on my clit. I was close, and my thighs started to tremble.

“Fuck, I’m going to come.” I used Carter’s hair as leverage, riding his face shamelessly.

Dominic finally unbuckled his belt, the sound of his zipper being lowered audible even over my heavy breathing. He freed himself, and my mouth went dry as he wrapped his hand around the base.

That was all it took to push me over the edge. My orgasm crashed through me, my back arching off the couch as I bit my lip hard to stop from crying out. Carter didn’t let up, working me through every aftershock until I had to push his head and hand away, too sensitive to take anymore.

As my heart rate returned to normal, I was suddenly struck by an idea so delicious it made me shiver. I pulled Carter back onto the couch and reached for my purse, retrieving a condom. I tossed it at him with a smile. “Put this on.”

I stood on slightly shaky legs, turning to fully face Dominic. I ran my hands down my body, one stopping to circle my nipple while the other dipped between my legs. Behind me, I heard Carter fumbling with his belt, then the rustle of clothing.

“Do you like what you see?” I slid my finger deeper, loving how my own wetness coated my skin. The way Dominic’s hand moved on his thick length made my inner walls clench with need. I added a second finger, matching his slow, torturous rhythm.

His only response was a strangled groan that seemed torn from deep within his chest, his eyes burning into me with an intensity that made my skin tingle. The muscles in his forearm flexed with each stroke, and I imagined those strong hands on my body instead of my own.

The metallic crinkle of the foil packet drew my gaze over my shoulder. My breath caught as I watched Carter’s fingers expertly roll the latex down his thick, flushed length. The sight made my inner walls flutter with anticipation; his cock was every bit as magnificent as Dominic’s.

I turned back to meet Dominic’s burning stare as I stepped backward until my calves pressed against the couch cushions. With deliberate slowness, I placed one leg and then the other on either side of Carter’s thighs. The position left me completely exposed to Dominic’s hungry gaze. I reached between my thighs, wrapping my fingers around Carter’s rigid shaft to guide him to my entrance. A long, throaty moan escaped my lips as I sank down, taking him deep inside me inch by delicious inch until our bodies were fully joined.

“You’re perfect.” Carter’s teeth grazed my shoulder as his fingers dug into my hips. The slight pain only heightened my pleasure.

I began a torturously slow rhythm, rolling my hips and squeezing my inner muscles around him with each downward stroke, putting on a shameless display. “Watch how deep he fills me, Dom. Don’t you want to know how good this feels?”

The only response was Dominic’s harsh breathing and the mesmerizing view of his hand working his cock, his focus never wavering from where Carter and I were joined.

Arching back, I reached down between my spread thighs, my fingertip gliding along where Carter disappeared inside me. With deliberate pressure, I eased that finger in alongside him, the tight stretch making my toes curl.

“Oh, fuck,” Carter hissed, his cock twitching as his hips jerked upward involuntarily. His exhale warmed my neck.

The delicious burn as I worked a second finger in made me whimper. When I added a third, stretching myself wider around him, stars sparked behind my closed eyelids. The exquisite fullness bordered on overwhelming, my inner walls fluttering around the combined intrusion. Each tiny movement sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating through my core. I reveled in pushing my limits and testing how much intensity my body could handle.

“You need to experience this, Dominic,” I panted, my words coming out in a sultry whisper. “The way I squeeze around Carter’s cock and my fingers. Every inch of me is full, but I know my body can handle more.” I deliberately squeezed my inner muscles, drawing a deep groan from Carter.

Behind me, Carter’s chest heaved against my back, and his fingers flexed and released against my skin in time with each roll of my hips, betraying how close he was to losing control.

I held Dominic’s intense stare. “There’s another condom in my purse. Unless you’re afraid to find out how perfectly we’d all fit together.” My lips curved into a smile as his hand faltered on his length before speeding up.

“This pussy is so amazing. The way you’re riding my cock? Fuck, yes.” Carter moved his hand to rub my clit, the pad of his thumb finding that sensitive bundle of nerves with devastating precision. “You’re missing out, Dominic.”

I slid my fingers out, feeling the clinging wetness as they left my stretched entrance. My eyes locked with Dominic’s as I brought them to my lips, making a show of each finger disappearing into my mouth one by one. I swirled my tongue around them, tasting the tangy sweetness of my arousal.

“Mm, I taste so good,” I purred, letting my eyelids flutter half-closed as I savored my own taste.

That was what broke Dominic’s resolve. He surged up from his seat, his magnificent body unfolding as he crossed the space between us in two long, purposeful strides. Before I could react, he grabbed my wrist, his grip firm but not painful, pulling my glistening fingers from my mouth and sucking them deeply into his own.

I was transfixed by the hollow of his cheeks as he tasted me. My inner walls clenched hard around Carter in response, drawing a muffled curse from him.

Dominic released me with an obscene pop and crushed his mouth to mine. It wasn’t a gentle kiss; it was all teeth and tongue, frustration and desire. His hand tangled in my hair, holding me exactly where he wanted me as he devoured my mouth.

“Where’s the condom?” His voice had dropped so low that he didn’t sound like himself.

I nodded toward my purse with a triumphant smile. Carter was rolling his hips under me, his hands now cupping my breasts as he watched our exchange over my shoulder.

Dominic grabbed my purse, fumbling through it until he found what he was looking for. He tore the packet open with his teeth, his eyes never leaving mine as he rolled it down his length.

I pressed myself back against Carter’s chest, moving my legs so that my feet were flat on the couch. “Nice and slow at first.”

Dominic nodded, positioning himself between Carter’s and my spread thighs. He traced his tip through my folds, teasing me, before pressing it against my entrance where Carter was already buried deep.

“Relax.” Dominic’s voice was surprisingly gentle as he began to ease forward. “That’s it, let me in.”

The stretch was an immediate and intense burning pressure that made me gasp. Carter stayed still beneath me, his fingers stroking my arms soothingly.

“Fuck, it’s tight.” Dominic groaned as he inched forward.

“You can take both of us, baby. Deep breaths.” Carter moved my hair off one shoulder and kissed my neck. “We’re going to fill you up so good with our cocks.”

I focused on the feeling of inhaling and exhaling, the initial discomfort giving way to a fullness that was unlike anything I’d experienced before. When Dominic was finally seated fully alongside Carter, all three of us momentarily frozen by the overwhelming sensation, a laugh bubbled out of me.

“What’s so funny?” Carter’s voice was strained with the effort of staying still.

“I’ve been wanting to put Wilson in his place all week, and now look at us.” The irony of how quickly power dynamics could shift in the most intimate of ways wasn’t lost on me. My laughter dissolved into a moan as both men shifted inside me, the delicious friction making my inner walls quiver.

Dominic growled, nipping at the sensitive spot where my shoulder met my neck, leaving what would surely be a mark. His tongue soothed the skin as he began to move in a shallow thrust, the drag of his cock against Carter’s creating an overwhelming pressure that had me seeing stars.

“Fuck, that feels amazing.” Carter lifted his hips, starting to move in time with Dominic.

They found a rhythm, one thrusting in as the other withdrew, ensuring I was always filled to the brim. The couch creaked beneath us, our sounds of pleasure and our bodies joining the only noise on this part of the yacht.

“You like that, Coach?” Dominic’s voice was rough with desire, his eyes burning into mine as he drove into me. “Do you like having both of us inside you?”

“Yes,” I gasped, one hand gripping Carter’s thigh, the other clutching Dominic’s shoulder. “Don’t stop.”

The pressure was building inside me again, a tidal wave of sensation threatening to overwhelm me. Both men seemed to sense it, their movements becoming more frantic and less coordinated.

“Are you going to come all over our cocks?” Carter’s hand slipped between us to rub my clit. “Take it, Nora. Take it all.”

That was all it took. I shattered, my body squeezing both of them as Dominic took my mouth with his to silence my cry.

Carter’s hips jerked erratically under me as he panted and groaned into my ear, his body shuddering beneath me. Dominic followed moments later, his thrusts becoming desperate before he stilled, buried deep inside me, his kiss faltering as he found his release.

For a long moment, we stayed like that, the night air cooling the sweat on our skin. The reality of what we’d done hadn’t quite hit me yet, but sandwiched between them, I couldn’t bring myself to care.