Chapter 20
The heat in their eyes made something in my stomach clench. Something low, somewhere that had gone dormant over the years of loneliness. To feel their desire so aggressively after feeling so unwanted for so long, fucked with my good sense.
“What were you talking about?” I asked, hoping they’d tell me the truth, tell me what had been building between them all evening in silence.
Travis looked at Eli before walking to me and kissing me. It wasn’t soft or chaste, but for him it was short. All too soon, he pulled away and sat down on the couch, spreading his massive tree-trunk thighs as he settled into the cushions.
“Tell her.” Travis stated, and I shot a quick glance over at Eli in question.
Anxiety built in my gut, crowding out the desire I’d felt moments ago as something gnawed at me.
Eli smiled at me, but it didn’t warm me the way his smiles usually did, and my own fell. God, was this the end of everything? Already?
“Something happened earlier,” Eli said, taking a deep breath, and my own shuddered in my lungs. “Something when we took you together on the couch.”
“What?” I whispered, confused, playing the whole encounter back through my head trying to remember everything that happened. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No,” Travis inserted, and I looked over my shoulder at him, and his penetrating stare did what it always did—made me feel like he could read my mind. He wrapped his big hands around my waist and pulled me into his lap, kissing my temple and holding me close. “Something between Eli and me.”
“What do you mean?” I stammered, “I was there, I don’t understand.”
“I touched him.” Eli blurted out and then scrubbed a hand over his face and circled the coffee table to sit down on it, facing me.
He ran his hands over my bare knees, and I threaded my fingers through his as I tried to ground myself with them around the fear in my gut.
“When he was fucking you.” Eli closed his eyes and shook his head, squeezing my hand.
“It felt like I crossed a line, and I thought he was mad, and I got in my head and fucked with my own thoughts and fears until I was on the edge of throwing myself off a cliff in embarrassment.” He smiled, but it was sad. “So, we were talking about it.”
“I don’t understand.” I whispered again, looking over my shoulder at Travis and then back to Eli.
“What do you mean you touched him? We were all touching,” I chuckled lightly, trying to add some humor into the tense room.
Travis’s hands rubbed up and down my hips as I talked. “That was the point, wasn’t it?”
“I could feel him,” Eli said, pushing on even though I could tell he was uncomfortable. “Every time he bottomed out inside of you, I could feel him against my dick. And I didn’t hate it. And I also didn’t understand it, but I got wrapped up in it all and then I—”
“You—” I worried, “You what?”
Eli swallowed but didn’t answer.
“He touched my dick,” Travis filled the gap, “When I told him to spread you open for me.”
I thought back, in the height of my ecstasy, to Travis telling Eli to show him where he was fucking me. I remembered the way his fingers pulled my pussy open while Travis drove me over the edge time and time again.
“Which crossed a line.” Eli said shamefully.
“It also pushed me headfirst into a massive orgasm.” Travis stated plainly, and Eli groaned, dropping his head.
“Not helping, man.”
“I’m man enough to admit it,” Travis shrugged, and I smirked at him and the supportive way he was handling his best friend’s feelings. Watching him take care of Eli warmed my heart in ways I didn’t know was possible.
“You liked him touching you?” I asked in surprise. When I shifted to look at him, my thighs clenched, and a jolt of excitement rushed through my clit. Damn, did I like the idea of them touching?
“I liked that we were all enjoying ourselves,” Travis said, staring up at me smugly. “I liked that I was making you both feel good.” He leaned forward and kissed me. “I liked that each of us was involved. Connected.”
“I liked that too,” I admitted, turning back to Eli, who still looked like he was teetering on the edge of bolting from the house altogether.
“And there’s something else,” I slid from Travis’s lap and slowly sank to my knees in front of Eli, running my hands up his thighs as his warm eyes tracked my face like he was looking for something hidden on it.
He sat up when my hands found their way into his lap and I leaned up to speak against his lips, “I wish I had seen you touch him. Or known what was happening as I used both of your cocks for my own selfish enjoyment, because damn.” I purred, “That sounds sexy.”
“Fucking hell, Frankie.” Eli groaned when I ran my nails over the bulge in his jeans. He wasn’t hard, just so damn big there was no hiding it from me even when he was soft. Within seconds though, I felt him stiffen beneath my hands. “I’m so on edge right now. I’m raw. Be careful.”
“Then let me help you.” I put my best effort into tempting him with seduction, and he watched me with feral eyes. “Sit next to Travis on the couch.”
The tension was thick enough to chew. And I was feeling ravenous enough to try.
Eli hesitated before standing up over me and throwing himself down on the couch next to his best friend.
Close to Travis.
He could have sat down at the other end of the couch, but he didn’t.
And that made me fucking wet.
I crawled over to them, kneeling between their legs with a needy grin on my face. Slowly, I ran my palms over one leg each of theirs until I got to their belts. “What do you say, boys?” I purred, pulling Eli’s belt free and then reaching over and opening up Travis’s. “Can I play?”
Travis growled, flexing his hips when I pulled the button of his jeans open and then slowly lowered his fly. Turning to Eli, I did the same, and the heat from his stare nearly melted me right there.
Teasingly, I pulled my baggy hoodie off over my head, knowing they were going to love what I was wearing underneath it.
Nothing.
Tight black booty shorts, and warm skin—all for them.
Eli sucked in a deep breath, and Travis palmed his dick through his jeans. “Help a girl out and take off your clothes.” I demanded, leaning back as both of them didn’t waste a second to do as I said.
Having both of the men, cut in their prime, deliciously sexy, sitting on my couch, aching for me, excited me more than anything else in the world.
Travis, with his massive muscles and thick black tattoos that matched his dark penetrating stare. And Eli, with his tanned, golden skin that moved and flowed over his incredibly cut muscles and divots perfectly paired with his warm dimpled smile.
I wasn’t worthy of either of them, but I’d never let them know that.
“Good boys,” I bit my bottom lip and looked from one drool-worthy man to the other. I fisted both of their hard cocks and stroked them, dragging moans from their lips. It was intense, watching their bodies react to my touch.
Almost every other time we played, it was them pushing me through every wild limit and forcing me to lose myself in my own needs and pleasures. But now—I was captivated watching their bodies flex, pupils dilate, their lips part and jaws clench.
God, it was erotic.
Empowering.
Heady.
Leaning up on my knees, I bent over Eli’s lap and started taking him in my mouth as I kept the same tight strokes on Trav’s cock. Eli’s moans caressed my confidence as Travis praised what I was doing to his best friend.
“Good girl,” He growled, low and intense as he pushed my hair back over my shoulders, holding it back for me as I sucked Eli off. “Make him feel so damn good, Shade.”
I moaned, going deeper and gagging on Eli’s long cock as Travis’s heavy hand pushed me down further gently.
Fuck, that was so hot.
It was exactly what Travis said he enjoyed earlier.
The mutual pleasures.
Eli’s abs flexed and his hips jerked when I got closer to the base of his cock, but he never pushed himself deeper. He was too polite.
Travis wasn’t though. “Take him all the way, Shade.” Trav demanded, pushing my head deeper, and I moaned as I came up, gasping and locking eyes with Eli as I went back for more. “You’re making him feel so good.”
I gasped, fighting for control of my own need as Travis praised me straight toward an orgasm. Turning to him, I spit on his cock and aggressively sucked him deep, pulling a curse from his lips as he leaned back against the cushions in shock and awe.
Eli chuckled, putting his hands behind his head and watching, all of his delicious muscles on display. “That’s it, baby.”
“Shh,” I moaned, teasing them as I lowered my lips to Travis’s full balls and sucked one into my mouth, making him curse against his fist as he bit it to stay quiet. “Can’t wake the kids.”
“Fuck,” Travis growled, no longer joking and teasing as I pushed him toward ecstasy. “You’re so good with your mouth.”
“I’m good with all of my holes,” I tempted, scraping my teeth up the underside of him before switching back to Eli.
“Tell me more about that,” Eli demanded, gathering my hair as I slid between his knees so I could really work on taking all of him. “You liked Travis’s thumb in your ass earlier, you begged for it.”
“Fuck that,” Travis hissed, pushing the coffee table away and kneeling behind me, covering the back of my body with his hot one, hard cock nestling against my ass. “She demanded it, didn’t you? You pushed back on it the second I touched you there.”
“Mmh,” I moaned and smiled up at Eli and flicked the end of my tongue over his cock. “I can’t wait to feel you both fuck me there.”
“Dammit,” Eli groaned, and Travis bit my neck, rubbing his cock against my ass like he was so turned on he didn’t care that I still had clothes on.
“You’re so damn good with that mouth. I can’t wait to feel you take my cock in your ass for the first time.
When was the last time you took something there? ”
“I’ve never taken a real cock there,” I admitted, and then grinned and looked at Travis over my shoulder as his hands tightened on my hips. “But I have toys. And I like filling both of my holes when I have the house to myself and don’t have to be quiet.”
“Fuck,” Travis growled, and then his big hands were in the waistband of my shorts, pulling them down to my knees, and his fingers were parting my pussy lips and pushing in deep from behind.
“God!” I cried, arching my back and pushing back on them. “I’m so close already.”
“Look at Eli,” Travis demanded at my shoulder, pushing my chest forward as he lifted my hips to give himself better access to my lower half. “Look how feral he is for you.”
He wasn’t lying either. Elliot’s eyes were nearly black, blown wide open as he watched me suck his cock while Travis played with me.
He was close to blowing too, his balls were tight and his muscles were clenching in time with my strokes.
“Will you let me try something?” I purred up at him, biting my lip and then spitting on his already wet cock.
He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t stop me either as I leaned forward and pushed his cock between my breasts.
“Will you fuck my tits, baby?” I asked, lifting my shoulders and letting his cock slide in and out between them. “It’s something I’ve never done.”
“Goddamnit.” Eli growled, throwing his head back and flexing his hips to push his cock up into my chest. “You want me to fuck these pretty tits?” He asked and pinched both of my nipples around my hands and pulled on them.
Bingo.
I knew he was a tits man.
Travis was all about my ass, and Eli was obsessed with my tits. What a dirty combination they made.
“That’s it, Shade.” Travis said, and then his big hands were covering mine, squeezing my tits around Eli’s cock.
There was that edge of taboo in the scenario, a man stroking his best friend off with his girlfriend's tits. But I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me dripping wet all at the same time. “Make him feel good.”
“Yes, Sir.” I purred, and his cock pushed between my thighs, rubbing right against my pussy, making me moan in sync with Eli.
God, he was good at this whole pleasuring everyone thing.
It unlocked a new kink in me. “Mmh, put it in.” I challenged, glancing at him as I kept my chest moving up and down on Eli’s cock.
“You’re not already balls deep in her yet, man?” Eli hissed in a hushed tone, scowling at the man teasing us both. “Fuck her. What are you waiting for?”
Travis chuckled, and arched his hips until the head of his cock nudged into me and I froze, testing the stretch as I no longer stroked either of them. But Eli wasn’t having any of that.
“Eyes on me, Black Cat.” He took my chin between his fingers and lifted his hips, rocking me on his cock and, in turn, pushing me back onto Travis’s in one slow, complete thrust that made us all moan. “Good girl, take that fat cock.”
“Jesus,” I moaned, digging my nails into Eli’s thighs as I started moving again, every move forward pushed Eli’s long cock deep between my tits. Every move backward, pushed Travis’s monster cock deep inside of me. “I’m never going to be the same.”
Eli chuckled and pushed his thumb into my mouth, pushing against my bottom teeth and holding me how he wanted as I fucked them both. “That’s exactly what we’re counting on.”
“Take me to bed.” I begged, staring up at him. “I want you both in my bed.”
Travis pushed his hips forward, pinning me to Eli’s waist, and wrapped his hand around the front of my throat to turn me to face him. “Only if you show us these toys you told us about.”
“Only after you make me come.” I challenged, and Eli smirked, looking like his old self more and more with each minute of ease between us.
“Deal.”