Chapter 13 Zoe
ZOE
Mateo throws me through the air, and I land on a fluffy cloud of a bed.
My eyes catch Mateo and Tomas standing at the doorway, looking like Gods as they stare down at me as if I’m the most precious thing they have ever seen.
I don’t know if anyone has ever looked at me like that. I feel like no one has.
This wasn’t at all how I thought today would go.
I can’t believe what I did. It must have been the champagne because there’s no way I would have touched myself in front of someone.
I don’t think I would. Mateo made me feel sexy, beautiful, desired …
and then Tomas walked in, and reality came crashing down.
Here I was, pleasuring myself in front of his boyfriend.
I thought he would throw me out onto the street for seducing his man.
Instead, he drops to his knees and starts sucking off Mateo and fuck me, it was hot.
I couldn’t move for fear of combusting from an orgasm.
The way he sucked Mateo’s long cock was indeed impressive.
I’m sure there’s no way in hell I would be able to do something like that.
Since seeing the two of them that night, I assumed they were only into men, but from what they have both mentioned, they used to play with women also, it’s just been a while. The way the two of them were looking at me in the studio, I certainly feel wanted even if it’s been a while.
My gaze bounces between the two naked men as my focus dips down to where their cocks stand mighty and proud.
I let myself take them in, studying each of them and their differences.
Mateo’s dick is long and thick, he looks after himself down there as he is neatly trimmed.
Tomas’s dick is not small at all, but his is thicker than Mateo’s.
He is not as trimmed at Mateo’s as a chocolate snail trail sides down his impressive six-packed abs and into a neat bush.
Each cock is impressive on its own but together, they are glorious, awe-inspiring things that deserve to be worshipped and maybe that is what I need to do.
Worship these two men in the same way they protect me.
I’m still stunned that they both want me, touch me, taste me, fuck me. I can see it on their faces, the desire is there, and it’s intoxicating. I move around on the bed till I’m kneeling naked and exposed in front of them, my robe long gone, disappearing into the garden earlier.
“Fuck, she is perfect, Tomas,” Mateo curses.
“Yes, yes, she is,” Tomas agrees.
“I’ve never done anything like this before, I don’t think,” I explain to them both.
“What, have two men worship your body?” Mateo asks with a heated look on his face.
I shake my head. These two seem experienced, and I’m nervous that I might disappoint them.
“Just do what feels natural, Zoe,” Tomas says as he stops at the edge of the bed.
Mateo joins him. “We will do whatever you want. We can stop at any time,” he says, giving me a reassuring smile. “You’re in charge today, we are all yours.”
My body shivers at that thought. I’m in charge. My dirtiest fantasy has come alive. What do I want first?
“Kiss, I want you two to kiss,” I tell them both.
Mateo gives me a smirk and grabs Tomas’s face and kisses him. Lips twisting and turning in pleasure, tongues clashing, manly moans as strong arms grope each other.
That is so hot.
They seem rougher with each other than they have been with me.
I like it.
Then I feel a hand reaching out for me, not breaking their kiss.
A hand that nudges my legs apart for them.
I shuffle my legs open for Mateo as he runs his knuckle through my wetness which they have created as I watch them make out.
Then his finger sinks into me, and I close my eyes as the feeling overwhelms my scenes.
Then I feel another finger push between my folds as they begin to stroke my inner walls, all the while getting lost in each other.
This is hot.
Pressure builds as the two fingers pump inside, my body is on a knife’s edge ready to be pushed over into the abyss. I’m so close I can almost feel it, and then the fingers are gone and my whole-body whimpers at the sudden loss.
“Sorry, angel, we are not ready for you to come yet.” Mateo chuckle.
I pout. “I thought I was in charge?”
“Is she pouting, Mateo?” Tomas laughs, looking down at me.
“I think she is. We can find a better use for her mouth than that, don’t you?”
“Most definitely,” Tomas agrees with a smirk.
“Lay back, angel,” Mateo asks, and I do as I’m told intrigued by what they have planned.
He then places one knee on the edge of the bed before the other joins it as he starts to crawl up over my naked body.
Soft kisses land on my skin as he moves up and over my body, a kiss on my knee, then my hip, his warm breath caressing my skin sending goosebumps over my body with each movement.
Another kiss lands on my stomach and then underneath my breast, another lands on my nipple, then a tongue slides along the other nipple, pulling a moan from my lips.
Mateo chuckles at my reaction.
He continues kissing me up over my breast to my collarbone. He lays feather-light kisses against my pulse on my neck which is beating uncontrollably, then my cheeks, until he meets my mouth. My lips open for him as he lazily kisses me.
“Open up that mouth for me, angel,” he whispers against my lips.
As he crawls over my body and slides his dick between my breasts. His thick thighs are stretched wide over me. His dick is there, so close. Close enough that I can see the pearl bead of pre-cum on the tip. I lean forward and run my tongue along it, making Mateo curse in Spanish.
Then I feel the bed dip again and Tomas nudging my legs open. His warm breath skates over my mound. I groan as Tomas kisses the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, slowly down one leg and then up the other.
“Concentrate on me,” Mateo commands. “I want to feel that hot, wet mouth around my cock.”
I lean my head forward again and lick the glistening end of it.
“Yes,” Mateo hisses.
Spurred on by his reaction, I open wide and let him feed me his cock. He doesn’t get very far before I choke on it.
“I think we might need to practice on those gag reflexes, angel, because one night I want to see you take my whole cock down your pretty little throat. I want to feel you choking on it as I fuck your tight little mouth. Seeing tears run down these pink cheeks as you take me all the way down, like the good girl I know you are.”
Can one come from dirty talk alone? I swear Mateo is the master, and my body is vibrating from every last dirty word he utters.
“Fuck,” I mumble around Mateo’s dick, distracted by his words I’d forgotten that Tomas is nestled between my legs.
That’s the moment he decides to slide his hot tongue between my folds and glide it across my clit making my body want to launch itself off the bed, but Mateo’s body is holding me in place.
“Yes, Tomas, keep doing that, she likes it, it lets me push in further.” Mateo groans.
Tomas does exactly that, sucking on my clit and making me squirm underneath Mateo. With each lick and suck Tomas gives me, the further it lets Mateo push down my throat.
My eyes are closed as I’m deliriously lost in the pleasure of everything happening to me, the salty desire of Mateo in my throat and Tomas’s slow, methodic strokes between my thighs, teasing me to unbelievable heights.
“Let her come, Tomas, I want to feel it around my cock,” Mateo commands.
And Tomas does. He works his wicked magic on my pussy while Mateo pushes deeper into my mouth.
I feel like I’m suffocating, but in a good way.
Then it happens, no build-up or maybe it’s because I’ve had the longest foreplay known to man that my orgasm surprises me and I try to scream out, but my mouth is full, and instead, I scream around Mateo’s dick which sends vibrations through him.
“Fuck, yes. I can feel her coming around my dick. It feels so good, Tomas, so fucking good.”
Tomas finishes licking me and sits up and responds to Mateo. “Not as good as her cunt squeezing my tongue as my mouth is filled with her sweetness.”
I groan again.
Where the hell have these men learned to dirty talk like this?
“I need to fuck her, Mateo. I need to feel her around me,” Tomas asks.
I can hear the need in his voice.
“Yes, do it. I want to come down her tight little throat when you come in her cunt.”
I groan again. Seriously, if they keep talking like this I’m going to orgasm again.
Tomas moves away, and I hear rustling and then foil ripping.
“He’s getting ready for you, angel,” Mateo states as he looks down at me, those chocolate eyes molten with desire.
Then I feel Tomas’s hardness at my entrance, and I moan again as he slowly eases himself into me, stretching me, filling me. I’m so full. He then starts moving inside of me.
“That’s it, Tomas, take her, fuck her, show her how good you feel, stretching her pussy around your thick cock,” Mateo tells him.
He moves up on all fours, his dick falling from my mouth so that I can watch Tomas fuck me. Large hands hold my legs wide for him as his hips piston in and out of me, his abs straining with each delicious thrust into me.
“Now the fun begins.” Mateo chuckles as he moves back into position, sliding his dick down my throat again, which obscures my view of Tomas fucking me.
Tomas moves one of his hands from my legs and places it on Mateo’s thigh, eliciting a groan from his lover’s mouth.
“Fuck, Tomas,” he curses.
I can’t see what Tomas is doing behind Mateo but whatever it is has Mateo losing his mind and the steady slide of his dick between my lips is over as he starts to face fuck me.
I give myself over to the pleasure and let my body absorb it all.
The room is filled with nothing but the sounds of our slickness.
“I’m close, Tomas, so fucking close.” Mateo moans.
“Me too.” Tomas grunts as he pumps harder into me.
“Get ready for me, angel. I’m coming,” Mateo growls. Then I feel his saltiness at the back of my throat as he continues to fuck my throat. I swallow it all up as I don’t have much choice. Once he’s come, Mateo rolls off me and falls to the side into a messy heap.
My eyes will themselves open and watch as Tomas continues to fuck me.
“That’s it, my love. Show her how much you love fucking her pussy.” Mateo calls from the sidelines as his hand slides over my stomach toward where Tomas and I are joined. He then runs his thumb over my clit, sending sparks all over my body and making me clamp my pussy down on Tomas’s dick.
“Fuck me, Zoe,” Tomas curses as Mateo chuckles.
“Keep tightening that tight little cunt, Zoe. Choke Tomas’s dick with it.”
His words spur Tomas on as Mateo’s thumb continues to push me toward another orgasm. Is that even possible? I think it is with these two. They might kill me with orgasms if they keep going like this.
“Fuck,” Tomas curses as he comes, and my own orgasm is pulled quickly from me as we both fall over the edge together.
Mateo pulls his hand away from my aching clit.
My entire body feels like Jell-O. Tomas takes a couple of moments before pulling himself out of me.
He rolls over into Mateo’s lap, exhausted, his hand still holding onto the condom.
“Fuck me, that was …” Tomas groans unable to complete his sentence.
“Perfect. So, fucking perfect,” Mateo answers for him.
“Yes.” Tomas chuckles before jumping off the bed and heading into their bathroom to dispose of the condom.
Mateo takes the opportunity to pull me against his chest as he brushes my hair away from my face.
“You were perfect,” he says, smiling down at me before leaning down and capturing my mouth with his, giving me the softest of kisses.
“Hmm, I like tasting myself on your lips,” he says, which makes me blush.
Tomas joins us back on the bed and curls into my other side, kissing my bare shoulder. “Thank you.”
Why is he thanking me?
“I should be thanking you both—that was fantastic. Best sex of my life.”
“The night is still young, Zoe. I mean, we only gave you two orgasms tonight. I have a reputation to uphold. I will not rest until I have given you at least four, maybe five.”
What? Four or five orgasms. No way. I don’t think I can.
Tomas’s hand dips between my legs. “Are you sore?” he asks.
I shake my head because I’m not.
“Good, because we have all night to feast on you. And we are both still ravenous.”
I’m not sure I’m going to survive the night.