Page 48 of Sweet as Puck

I held my breath, more turned on than I’d ever been but freaked out too. If Alec was upset, this thing would be over and done with in less than a minute.

Alec carded his other hand into Monroe’s hair and tilted his head up until their gazes met. Alec’s was molten, Monroe’s uncertain. Hesitant.

“I want it. Do it again,” Alec rasped. “So sexy with my cock in your mouth. Can’t wait to taste you too.”

Monroe’s eyes fluttered closed, and he leaned in again. He closed his lips around the head of Alec’s cock and drew him deeper into his mouth. His lips touched where our joined fists worked Alec over. Then he reversed course, sliding back up until he could lick Alec’s slit. He pulled off after a moment and turned to me. There was a wariness in his gaze that had me rushing to reassure him. I pressed my lips to his, swiped my tongue over his lip and moaned when I tasted Alec’s precum on his tongue.

Alec’s cock bumped our lips, and we pulled back a fraction, letting him slide it between our joined mouths. Alec cried out and withdrew before snapping his hips forward again. Over and over, he moved between us. We kissed his length and stroked him with our tongues.

I shifted, drawing the head of his cock into my mouth. I sucked gently, still unsure of how much pressure he’d like. Alec shivered, moaning long and low in the back of his throat. His taste burst on my tongue, but before I got a good taste of him, he pulled back.

“Gonna come,” he rushed out. “I want to see you buried to the hilt in our girl, Roe. Want to come all over you.”

Monroe shook his head. “No. Not this time.”

His words were like a slap to the face. He didn’t want me? Shame swamped me, and I shifted my arm, instinctively covering myself.

It didn’t escape his notice, and Monroe took my hand, lifting my fingers to his mouth. “I’m, um… too big.” He rubbed his forehead and winced. “You’ll have to work up to me, or I’ll hurt you, beautiful girl.”

I opened my mouth to say something, but I had no idea what. I looked to Alec for guidance and licked my lips at the way he was gazing at us on our knees. Heavy-lidded eyes, his chest heaving and his hands trembling, Alec was on the edge.

“Want to watch you sink into our girl. Be her first, Alec. Let me paint you both in my cum.”

“Yesss,” Alec hissed and flipped me in an instant, dropping me onto my back on the bed.

My legs fell open, but a splinter of worry lodged inside me. I knew it was going to hurt, but I hoped I could get through it.

Alec shuffled back and dropped to his haunches, his ass up in the air as he licked up my leg. “I’ve never been with anyone without protection. I get tested every few months, and I’m on PrEP, but full disclosure, I’ve been with two people since getting tested last. I used protection with both of them, though.”

A pang of jealousy hit me, but I beat it down. I couldn’t control his past, nor would I want to. He’d been with them before, but he was with me now, and I needed to focus on that. When I did, there was only one thing that mattered. I wanted to feel everything with him. With them.

“Come inside me bare,” I ordered. I was on birth control, and with the risk of an STI largely removed, there was no need for condoms.

“Roe, show us that monster,” Alec directed before he licked my kitty.

I cried out and my eyes snapped closed. My nerve endings instantly sizzled as he plunged his tongue inside me, alternating between it and his fingers. He worked me open with them, stretching me and giving me the fullness I craved. I was addicted already.

He feasted on me, turning me inside out and driving me to the edge over and over before pulling back and leaving me adrift. I moaned, needing friction. He moved his fingers inside me, pressing down on that magical spot Monroe had found. My toes curled and my legs shook.

“Jesus Christ, I need that bad boy inside me,” Alec growled. “Want you to split me open. Stuff me full. I’d feel you for days.”

Monroe huffed out a laugh, and I blinked my eyes open, curiosity winning out.

My breath caught. Monroe wasn’t kidding when he said he was big. His erection was nearly as thick as my wrist. I wouldn’t even be able to get my hand around him, and my hands weren’t that small! That wasn’t just a cock. It was advanced-level penis. Mensa level, in fact.

He’d been hiding that anaconda from the world, and now I got a taste of it.

Me, myself, and I.

When had I died and gone to penis heaven? Not just one but two perfect samples to get me going on the D-train.

Alec slid his hands under my butt and wiggled his thick thighs under me so I was nearly bent in half. “Hold your legs up and out, sweet girl. I’ll be gentle, but I’ll stop anytime you need me to.”

I nodded, and he rubbed the tip of his cock against my opening.

“Fuck me, that’s a beautiful sight,” Monroe praised reverently. He worked his hand along his cock, the precum leaking from his slit lubing the way.

Alec pushed forward, slowly sliding into me, and I moaned. I was wet, but he was bigger than the only thing I’d ever had inside me before that night—my fingers. He withdrew a bit, then shifted forward again, pumping his hips slowly and gaining ground each time. I waited for the bite of pain that I’d overheard the girls in high school talking about, but it never came. Alec was gentle and patient with me.