30. Rae #2
“As long as you don’t hold on, hoping for a change that will never happen,” he counters.
I nod. “Never.”
His lips land on mine, instantly pushing his tongue into my mouth in a deep kiss.
It’s a distraction, but it’s one I’ll gladly accept for now.
I don’t know how to tell him that I don’t expect him to change.
I don’t want him to change. I’m going into this knowing who these guys are and wanting both of them.
But I have a feeling if I admit that my feelings run deeper than surface level he will think I’m being delusional. Or lying. So I keep it to myself.
Asher moves his kisses to my jaw and down my neck, moving the collar of his shirt I’m wearing to the side to keep moving lower. I rub myself against his lap and moan as I feel him hardening beneath me. “Take me back upstairs. I don’t have you both out of my system yet.”
He smirks, and I hope he can see how much those words felt like a stab in the stomach to me. But he doesn’t say anything else. Just scoops me up with one arm and carries me back up to my room.
I whisper against his mouth, “How long do you think it would take for Grayson to wake up?”
He bites my bottom lip, pulling it into his mouth roughly causing me to yelp.
“Not long if you keep making noises like that.”
“I want to wake him up.”
“Then be a good girl and be loud while I have a midnight snack.” He grins, setting me on the edge of the bed and kneeling in front of me.
He pushes the shirt on my body up the short distance to reveal myself to him. I spread my legs apart, but it’s not enough because he’s pushing them even wider before his mouth descends on me. And just like he told me to, I get loud. Moaning with the first swipe of his tongue and pull on my clit.
Grayson stirs immediately; I look back at him to watch as he figures out the bed is now empty, but then he looks at me as Asher’s tongue stiffens, licking into me and I moan again, grabbing the top of his head, pulling at his hair.
“What’re you doing, Sunshine?” Grayson asks with a knowing smile.
Asher bites the inside of my thigh and growls, “Answer him.”
I squeal, “Come over here and find out.”
Grayson moves quickly, crawling over, his hand gripping my face tightly and crashing our lips together. I moan into his mouth while Asher fucks me with his tongue and grab Grayson’s arm with my free hand while still holding Asher to me.
They’re both kissing me, and I can only imagine how this looks. I’m holding them both trying to stay grounded. But the feel of them, their mouths on me, I can’t even think about anything other than how good everything feels.
But I want more.
Maybe Asher is right and I am fucking needy.
I pant against Grayson’s lips while Asher continues alternating between sucking and licking my clit that’s about to drive me insane. “Fuck me, please.”
“Anything for you, Sunshine,” he moves, shoving Asher out of the way, and I stifle a chuckle. “You heard her, she wants me to fuck her.”
Asher rises up, making a show of wiping his bottom lip with his thumb. “Ride him,” he commands.
I think about arguing, but the way he’s looking at me makes me think I should probably listen. I rise up, grazing my lips against Asher’s but not kissing him. My tongue flicks out against his bottom lip, getting a small taste of myself on him.
“Gray, lay on the bed,” I instruct while my mouth is still less than an inch from Asher’s.
“A good girl needs a good boy, right?” Asher taunts with a smirk.
I shrug. “A good girl doesn’t need to choose.”
He smiles widely and I think it may be the first time I’ve ever seen it. His teeth are perfectly straight and it makes his whole face light up. I wish he would do that more. It takes the edge away from him and makes him seem truly happy.
“No, she doesn’t,” he confirms, spinning me around to face Grayson sitting back on the bed; he’s shed his boxers and is pumping his dick in his fist. Asher leans down to my ear. “Look how ready he is for you already.”
“I want you too,” I tell the man behind me because I want it abundantly clear that this isn’t about just Grayson and me, or just Asher and me. This is the three of us.
“I know you do.” He pushes me toward the bed.
I want to say something snarky in response but get distracted with the way Grayson is looking at me. The muscles on his chest tighten as he slowly moves his fist over himself. He even grabbed his glasses and put them on because he knows I like them.
Crawling onto the bed, over his legs and onto his lap, his hands move to my hips, lifting the hem of Asher’s shirt I’m still wearing.
“Take this off.” He starts pulling it up over my head.
I let him remove it, tossing it to the side and baring myself to him. His hands roam along my thighs, up my sides, my chest, then back down as he makes a noise in the back of his throat. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I smile, leaning down to kiss him because I feel like I may start crying if he says too much. I just want to feel him right now. I want to feel both of them.
Lifting up, I angle him at my core, sinking down with a gasp into his mouth as he groans into mine. I take all of him into my body, tightening my thighs around his from how good it feels to be filled with him.
“Look at you, Sunshine, fuck,” Grayson groans, thrusting up into me even harder.
I plant my hands on his chest to keep my balance while I meet his thrusts with my own.
My head is whipped to the side with a rough grip on my hair and Asher’s mouth is attacking mine.
His tongue invades my mouth like he’s mad about it, but I meet his intensity while Grayson continues to move under me.
Asher’s hand slides down my back causing me to shiver. He moves it down to my ass, gripping tightly, then moving between my cheeks and I freeze, tensing. Grayson must feel the way I tighten around him because he groans loudly while he holds me even harder as I freeze.
“You want more like the needy little toy you are?” Asher asks, pressing the tip of his finger against the spot no one has ever touched me before.
I gasp, bucking my hips forward. I don’t know if it’s to escape the pressure of his finger pressing against me back there, or to silently ask for more.
“Think you could take me back here while Grayson fucks your cunt?”
“I-I don’t know,” I admit because the thought of that is both enticing and scary. They’re both way too big to both fit, there’s no way.
Is there?
“I think you can. What do you think, Grayson?” He still hasn’t moved his hand away from my ass or my hair. I’m frozen with so much pressure in me; I’m overheated, starting to sweat, but also full of so much pleasure I don’t want it to stop.
Gray looks at me with fire in his eyes. He can be so sweet, gentle, and loving with me. But I’ve also seen the side of him that has me feral. That’s the side that’s making an appearance right now.
“I know she can.” His voice drops deeper and I clench around him at the dark promise.
“Yeah, she can,” Asher agrees like I’m not even here, and I think there may be something wrong with me that I like how they’re talking like this.
Asher slides his hand lower, down to my pussy where I’m stretched around Grayson’s cock. He pushes his finger in alongside Grayson and I tense even more at the stretch.
“What about both of us in this tight little cunt? She’s so desperate for us both, why don’t we stuff her really full?” Asher taunts and I open my mouth, shutting it quickly, completely frozen on what to say or do.
“Think she could handle that?” Grayson questions, voice tight as he watches me.
“She’s such a good little slut, I’m sure she could.” Asher pushes his finger in even more and I whimper.
“Fuck,” Grayson groans. “I’m close.”
I moan, the pressure is almost too much with just his finger, but also my entire body feels like a stick of dynamite just seconds away from exploding.
“Asher, please.” I grab his waistband, trying to pull it down to take him into my mouth. I’m out of my mind, and trying to chase my release, rubbing my hips against Grayson’s lap.
“You sound so cute when you beg,” he coos. I manage to yank his boxers down enough to grab his dick, pumping it in my fist before leaning over to suck him into my mouth. “Shit, good girl, look at you.”
I hum around him, and he takes his hand away from my center, tangling it into my hair instead. Grayson pumps up into me, his pace increasing like he’s lost control as well. The three of us all chasing our own orgasms while I get lost in the pleasure of having them both.
Having them both want me.
Asher thrusts roughly into my mouth, and I swallow around him as he yanks my hair even tighter while Grayson hits the perfect spot inside me that has stars bursting behind my eyelids as I come.
My moan is muffled by Asher’s dick, and my orgasm completely consumes me.
I feel Grayson tense under me, holding me tightly against him as he comes.
Asher pulls from my mouth, and I suck in a deep breath, but it’s short lived because he’s yanking my head back with the grip on my hair, forcing me to look up at him as he jerks his cock so hard it has to be painful.
He groans as warmth hits the base of my neck as his cum coats my skin.
I embrace all of this with them. Not only how amazing it feels to be with them physically, but knowing this is more than that.
At least for me. I’m falling in deep with both of them, and either this will end up being the greatest decision of my life, or I’m going to end up incredibly hurt.
Either way I know it’ll be worth it.