Millie #2
Stoner's eyes light up with a devious glint and his grin is downright sinful. He meets Biker’s eyes behind me and they make silent decisions.
I don’t dare look back, I don’t think I even take a breath, waiting for them to respond.
Whatever they decide, I should probably stop calling them by their nicknames in my head before I slip up.
My mind is buzzing with desire, clouded with slight intoxication and orgasmic remnants.
I don’t even realize I’ve let my eyes drift close until I’m flipped around and tossed over Biker– uh, Luca’s– shoulder, and he’s on the move.
I squeal, my eyes flying open and I hold on for dear life as he carries me out of the shower and back into my room.
“Get her on the bed,” Kai demands, his gravelly rasp thick.
Luca complies, tossing me in the middle of the bed like a rag doll. I barely have time to catch my breath before I’m surprised once again by their manhandling when he yanks me to the edge by my ankles.
Quick, panting breaths are all I can manage to allow my lungs as I lean up on my elbows and look down at the foot of my bed.
“Fuck.” They are too fucking hot. Doubt starts to creep in and I’m two-point-five seconds away from pulling my throw blanket over me and crawling into that hole I mentioned earlier.
“Get out of your head, pretty girl. This is happening,”
Kai nods his agreement as they both stand there and stare at me. They look at me like I’m their favorite dessert and they’re starving to take a bite right out of my soul.
Luca is first to move, reaching behind his head and pulling his black cotton tee off in one swift– and sexy, move. “You need a safe word, Millie. You can beg– you can cry, but we’re not stopping unless you use it.”
“I’m not going to beg,” I scoff, rolling my eyes at his implication.
“Oh, you will beg for it, kitten,” Luca laughs, and Kai starts undressing with him. My eyes dart between them as he continues to speak. “You will beg us to stop. To keep going. To let you come. You’ll beg for our come, and you’ll thank us for it when we give it to you. Is that clear?”
Okay. That’s hot as fuck. I can’t stop the smirk that slips out. “Yes, Sir.”
“That’s my good girl. Now, safe word?”
I take a quick look around my room, my eyes snagging on my abandoned pink cup on the nightstand. “Cinnamon.”
“Very well,” Luca nods, cutting his eyes to Kai, who gives a curt nod. They both move at the same time but panic claws at me and I hold my hands up to stop them.
“Wait, how long do we have before Noah is back?”
They don’t answer me. True to their word, they don’t stop.
Their hands are on my body and I’m being flipped around and positioned just for them.
My head hangs off the edge of the bed and before I can form another word, Kai’s shoving my legs apart and climbing between them.
His mouth descends on my pussy like a man starved. “Oh my- shit!”
“Such a filthy mouth on such a pretty little thing. Let’s see what else it can do.” Luca pops the button on his jeans and shoves his pants down just enough to release his cock– his pierced cock. “Open wide. Stick out your tongue.”
Sensations I’ve never experienced explode in my body, pulling me every which way but up. I can’t hold still, I don’t know what to focus on. The thick, decorative cock in front of my face or the wicked tongue driving me mad.
Thankfully, Luca pulls me back into the moment. He taps my lips with the thick head of his cock. “Open. Your. Mouth.” His voice is low and the command has me gushing into Kai’s mouth. I want to be embarrassed, but my mouth opens to speak and Luca doesn’t give me the option.
He presses inside, winding my dripping wet hair around his fist. He doesn’t ease in, or give me the option to move on him, he keeps going until my throat contracts around his intrusive girth, making my eyes water.
My nostrils flare against his balls, spit leaking from my mouth and smearing across my face as he pulls back to the tip and slams back in.
I can’t control the gagging as he relentlessly fucks my throat as if I am his own personal toy.
The harder Luca fucks my throat, the more I gush into Kai’s wicked mouth.
I could die right here. Trapped between these two with no where to go and no desire to be in any other position.
My orgasm blindsides me, and without warning, warm liquid squirts from my pussy and I scream around Luca’s cock.
“Oh Fuck, that’s hot!” Luca growls, gripping my hair and holding himself deep in my throat. “Don’t you fucking move, Millie. That’s it, drown him while you take every fucking drop of my come. Such a filthy little slut for us.”
Goddamn the mouth on this guy. The more he speaks, the more I come. On an endless loop of pleasure that I never want to end.
Swallowing around his cock the best I can, he finally releases his hold and slides out of my throat and disappears as Kai finally comes up for air, allowing me a reprieve from the onslaught of sensations.
“Holy fucking shit,” I choke as spit and come drip from my mouth.
I roll over and try to suck down lungs-full of oxygen.
My body sags against the mattress, my head half hanging off the end.
I don’t know how long I lay there trying to find my soul that’s floating somewhere around the room.
Warmth startles me and I allow my heavy eyes to flutter open just enough to see Luca gently wiping my face with a warm cloth he must have gotten from my bathroom.
“There she is,” he says with a sinful smirk. He hands the cloth to Kai, who wastes no time cleaning the mess he made of me from my thighs. I’m definitely going to have to change these sheets tonight if I don’t want to sleep in a puddle of my own making.
When Kai’s finished, I feel the bed dip and hear water running but I don’t open my eyes. My whole body feels like jelly– weightless in a way that I haven’t felt before. I don’t know which way is up or what the fuck just happened, but I don’t have a care in the world to figure it out.
“Whoa,” I gasp, my mind fuzzy as hands spin me around on the bed, putting my head towards the headboard.
“Come up here, kitten.” Luca’s gravelly voice whisks across my overheating skin as he pulls me up, then back against him, sending new tingles like I didn’t just come to the point of near black out.
He’s sitting dead center of my headboard, my back pressed into his bare chest, his strong hand against my throat.
“Can you handle more, Millie?” Luca shifts behind me, his hand slipping down between my breasts, over my stomach and hips, before meeting his other hand on the backs of my thighs.
He grips them tightly and lifts my ass, placing both of his legs under mine, spreading me wide open.
I’m so distracted with what he’s doing, I forget he’s asked me a question until he slaps my pussy hard enough to make me cry out.
“I asked if you could take more, Millie.” His finger leisurely teases my slit, circling my clit in irritating slow movements.
He works me up faster than I’d like to admit possible.
“Yes, Sir,” I moan, my hips chasing his finger. Up. Down. Around. Slap. It’s maddening.
“Good girl. You’re going to let Kai stretch your tight little pussy since he was such a good boy and made you come.”
As if his name summoned him back, he steps to the end of the bed and crawls on.
He’s fully naked now, and my slightly drunk and oversexed brain can’t fucking compute what I’m seeing.
He’s sculpted like a goddamn statue. Chiseled and carved straight from a wet dream.
“I don’t know why you’d ever wear those baggy ass clothes, hiding all that underneath there.
” I wave my hand in his direction. “I just want to lick your abs.”
When his face splits into a shit eating grin, I realize too late that I let my inside thoughts out again. “You can lick whatever you want, baby girl.”
Heat burns in my cheeks, but then he crawls between my legs that his friend holds open for him, my intrusive thoughts are the least of my worries.
“Hmmm,” Kai muses as Luca spreads my pussy open with his fingers. “Look at you. Such a pink pussy just begging to be fucked.”
My eyes go wide when I finally look down at his cock, thick with veins I’d like to trace with my tongue, but I’m not so sure about anything else. “Ummm. I don’t know where you think that thing is going to fit.”
“Don’t worry,” he laughs, uncapping a bottle of lube he got from somewhere I didn’t see. “We’re going to get you nice and stretched out, and you’re going to be a good girl and take it, aren’t you?”
“Y-yes. I…”
He’s not gentle– he doesn’t build up to it.
He cuts off my reply and dives right in, one finger, then two, twisting and scissoring them.
Luca holds my pussy lips open for him and I squirm between them both.
It burns so good when he adds a third finger.
“Goddamn, you're so tight,” He grits through clenched teeth. “This is going to hurt no matter what we do until you’re used to me.”
“Just fuck me. Please… I can handle it,” I beg, needing to feel his cock stretching me– filling me like his fingers just can’t do.
I’m fucking delirious for him, for the both.
This is a once in a lifetime kind of night that will probably never happen again so if we’re doing this, I’m not holding back. “Both of you, please fuck me.”
Luca stiffens beneath me and Kai’s eyes snap to his behind me, then mine. “You remember your safe word, Millie.”
“Yep. Cinnamon.”