Chapter 18 Zoe
ZOE
“You’re home,” Mateo says, springing excitedly from the sofa. He then whisks me into his arms as his lips hungrily take mine. “You’re home early. Did you miss me?”
“Of course I did.” I grin, wrapping my arms around his neck. Loving how safe and secure I feel against him.
“Zoe didn’t feel well, so we came home early. Which was fine, the party was boring as per usual, you were right,” Tomas adds.
Mateo’s face falls. His large hand presses against my forehead. “Do you have a headache? Are you getting sick?”
I wish it was as simple as that. “No, I’ll be fine. Was sick of hearing the gossip about me being Tomas’s, that’s all.”
Tomas raises his brow at this new bit of information. “Did someone say something to you?”
I shake my head. “Just overheard some girls in the bathroom. They assumed you had hired me to be your date.”
As soon as the words are out of my mouth my stomach sinks because, in my other life, I was exactly what those women accused me of.
“Fuck them, they are jealous,” Mateo grumbles as he picks me up and carries me to the sofa, and places me on his lap.
My legs fall on either side of his thick thighs as my hands land on his shoulders to steady me.
“They very much want to know what it’s like to fuck the two of you.”
Mateo smirks at me. “They couldn’t even imagine how fucking amazing it is between the three of us. It would blow their tiny little minds.”
His words make me smile. “I saw their husbands, there is no way in the world they could imagine how good it could be.”
Mateo bursts out laughing.
“They are all fucking someone else. It’s not exactly a secret amongst everyone. You just don’t openly talk about it. I saw someone leave with one of the waitstaff in the back of his limousine while his wife was disappearing into the garden with the bartender,” Tomas adds.
“Can’t imagine they would be having as much fun as we did in the limousine, are they?” I joke.
Mateo stills. “What happened in the limousine?” he questions, looking between Tomas and myself.
“She started off in that exact same position.” Tomas smirks as he unties his bow tie. He then shucks off his tuxedo jacket and places it over the edge of the other sofa along with his tie.
“Is that so, angel?” Mateo quirks a brow at me.
I bite my lip and nod.
“What else did she do, Tomas?”
“She told me all the things she likes us doing to her,” Tomas explains.
“And what’s that?”
“She likes it when someone watches while the other fucks her,” Tomas explains to Mateo.
“Is that so, my naughty little angel?”
I look between the men.
“Eyes on me, sweetheart. Is that what you like?” Mateo commands.
“Yes.”
“Tomas, do you mind unzipping our angel, please?”
Tomas must obey Mateo’s request as I feel Tomas’s hands on my back, unzipping the back of my dress.
The cool night air hits my skin making me shiver.
Which makes Mateo grin at my reaction. Once the zip reaches the end of the dress, Tomas bunches up the dress which has pooled around my hips, and pulls it off me.
I’m wearing my black G-string and its matching bra.
“I like this,” Mateo states as he runs his finger along the edge of my bra, his knuckles rubbing against my lace-covered nipple, teasing me.
Next thing I know, hands are on my back unclasping my bra and the lacy material flutters to the floor.
“I like this better.” Mateo grins as he leans forward and captures my nipple into his mouth, sucking on it.
I throw my head back as my body lights on fire at his touch.
Mateo continues to lick and suck each of my breasts making sure each one is given the right amount of time with his lips.
Next thing I know, Mateo is picking me up and turning me around in his lap so that my back is to him, but I’m facing Tomas.
“Take her underwear off, my love,” Mateo directs Tomas.
“With pleasure,” he says, stepping toward me. Tomas reaches out and with the flick of his wrist and a tug of his hand, he strips my G-string clear off.
That’s hot.
Mateo opens my legs and spreads me wide in front of Tomas, who licks his lips in appreciation.
“Take a seat, Tomas. Zoe is about to put a show on for you,” Mateo commands huskily.
Tomas does as he’s told and takes a seat on the sofa opposite us.
He kicks off his shiny black shoes and toes off his socks.
He then unbuckles his belt and pulls it through, then slaps the leather beside him making it crack before letting the belt hit the floor.
The sound echoes through the room making my skin light up as a shiver slides down my spine.
“Tomas has a way with a belt if you’re interested, angel,” Mateo whispers against my ear.
Seriously, could these two get any hotter?
Tomas continues his silent strip show as he rolls up the sleeves of his tuxedo shirt and unbuttons the top couple of buttons exposing his tanned skin. He then unzips his trousers and lets them fall open exposing the large bulge against the fabric of his underwear.
Mateo’s hand slides down my thighs before a hand slips through my wet folds opening them for Tomas.
Tomas groans as he rubs his hand along his material-covered length before pulling himself free of his restraint. He gives his cock a couple of pumps while his eyes stay focused on me.
“She’s so wet already. The thought of my fingers sliding inside her while you have your hard cock in your hand has her dripping wet,” Mateo purrs seductively behind me before his fingers slide inside of me, doing exactly what he told Tomas he would do.
And I can feel how slick he’s making me.
My underwear seems to be in a state of constant wetness around these two.
Mateo’s fingers twist and turn as his thick fingers caress my inner walls, his thumb sliding over my clit, making me squirm against his thighs.
Tomas spits on his hand and runs it along his hard length as those hazel eyes stay trained on my pussy.
“Look, my love, look how wet she is,” Mateo states, pulling out his fingers from me, my slickness glistening in the light.
“Give her more,” Tomas demands.
Mateo chuckles and pushes me forward as he slides his gray sweatpants down—he’s gone commando underneath—before he pulls me back but this time back onto his stomach. His hard cock is pressed between my thighs.
“Tomas, condom,” he calls out, and Tomas grabs his wallet and pulls one from it, then throws it across the room to him. Mateo then hands me the condom. “Wrap me up, angel.”
I take the condom wrapper and open it. Grabbing the condom, I place it on the tip of his dick and slide it down his girthy length until he is all sheathed.
“Such a good girl,” Mateo coos once the job is done. “Lay back, my sweetness. Tomas wants to watch how well I fill you.”
Leaning back with the help of Mateo’s muscular arm wrapping around my chest, I let my legs fall open and wait for Mateo’s next instructions.
“Grab me and slide me inside of you,” he asks me.
My hand wraps around him, and I slide the tip of his dick between my folds.
Mateo’s hot breath is against my neck and each stroke between my slickness makes him pant harder.
Once I have him slicked up nicely, I press the tip against my entrance.
Unable to wait for me to guide him in, Mateo thrusts up filling me in one hard thrust. We both let out a moan as he fills me.
“Yes,” Tomas hisses as he watches us.
“Keep those legs nice and wide for Tomas, sweetness. I want my man to make a mess of himself as he watches me make a mess of you.” Mateo growls as he begins to move inside of me.
My back is against his hard chest. One hand is resting on my hip holding me steady while the other hand is gripping my breast as he thrusts up into me, making me hum.
“That’s it, baby, just like that. Let Tomas hear how much you fucking love being filled by my cock.” Mateo curses.
And I do love it. The delicious burn he gives me as I spread myself around him.
My eyes fall back onto where Tomas is on the sofa, his dick in his hand, that tanned fist sliding over his silky skin as he watches his lover fuck me in front of him.
This may not be for everyone, and I never thought it would be for me.
But who wouldn’t want to be worshipped by two gorgeous Spanish men who love nothing more than to fuck you into oblivion and each other as well?
“Oh my god,” I call out as Mateo’s hand slides from my breasts to clit and starts teasing it. My pussy tightens around Mateo’s dick as the first flutters of my orgasm start to make their way over my body.
“That’s it, angel. Choke me.”
I will never get sick of the boys’ dirty mouths.
It’s not the only thing I’ll miss when I leave in the morning.
I’m worried about the world outside of their gates.
I’ve been sheltered for so long from reality that I don’t know how I’m going to be able to function without the security of Mateo and Tomas.
I have to.
I will not let my past ruin these two men. I love them both so much that I can’t stay here knowing they are in harm’s way. As much as it’s going to kill me, and I know the boys are going to be so upset, it’s the right thing to do. When things settle down eventually, I’ll be able to come back home.
Home.
Such a strange concept to someone who doesn’t know who they really are.
But being here with these two men, I know in my heart of hearts this is home.
My home. That there is no other place for me but nestled between the two of them.
Maybe one day they will understand why I did it.
Why I had to leave. I just hope they don’t hate me.
“I’m close, so close.” I moan as Mateo continues to fuck me with every fiber of his body.
Tomas is getting close as his brows pull together, his teeth press into his tongue as he concentrates on finding his release.
“I’m not far behind you.” Mateo groans.
Another flick across my clit and I’m done for. Mateo sends me right over the edge and my pussy contracts around his dick.
“Fuck, Zoe,” he curses as he joins me over the edge.