Chapter 106
Chapter One-Hundred-Six
Robin
Jay’s body is too impressive not to take a closer look at while I’m undoing his belt. He’s a little bigger, all over, than Falcon, and he has tattoos all over his arms and hands.
The violin on his right arm seems like a reference to Harper, but he also has thick black lines that seem more random or chaotic. There’s a tattoo of a bird that could be a Falcon on his left arm, and there are more random chaotic lines.
I unbutton his jeans and push them down, letting them fall around his ankles, before I send his boxer shorts to join them on the floor.
His cock is almost as big as Falcon’s, and that alone makes my body clench.
Thinking about what Shayne and Falcon had to do to get me ready for Falcon’s cock, I can’t help wondering what kind of solution these two might cook up for me.
“What are you thinking?” Jay asks, his tone curious.
I push my jeans and panties to the ground and step out of them.
“I was just wondering how you might get me warmed up for you.”
He grins. “You seem pretty warmed up to me.”
“Do I?” I ask, putting my arms around his neck.
“Definitely,” he murmurs, kissing me briefly. “But I’m more than willing to check that before I pull you down onto my dick.”
His hands move down my back, clutching my ass cheeks and pulling them up, and apart.
“Check how wet our woman is, Harp.”
I gasp out a breath as Harper’s tongue rolls over my pussy from behind.
“Could be wetter,” he muses, before he sucks my lips into his mouth and probes my entrance with his tongue. “Mm.”
He licks me for a while, tonguing my pussy and sucking on my lips, then he moves back.
Jay puts my feet back on the ground, and gazes back at me.
“Warm up on Harper.”
“On?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
“On,” he confirms.
“Fuck yes,” Harper murmurs, laying on the carpet in front of me.
I move down over him, and his scent makes my whole body shake with arousal.
My pussy throbs as I lay down, rubbing my pussy against his cock and the tips of my breasts against his chest. I lean in to kiss his lips, and he moans softly before he kisses me back.
He reaches down, moving past my ass.
I break the kiss to gaze at him.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
“I’m way better than okay,” he confirms. “My slick is the best lubricant there is. I’m just grabbing some to make you feel good.”
“Oh,” I murmur. “Oh!”
His hand goes between my legs from behind again, and he rubs his arousal fluid over my pussy, and his cock, and my asshole. That last place draws a surprised gasp out of me, lingering when he pushes a finger inside, and it actually feels kind of good.
He fucks me with that finger and Jay sucks in a breath beside us.
“Harper!”
“She likes it,” he protests, gazing at me. “I can feel that you do. It’s why I put my finger up there.”
“It’s interesting,” I admit.
“Fun fact,” he starts. “If you get to really like it, you could take two cocks at once.”
Two cocks at once? It sounds insane, but I can’t say there’s not a part of me that likes that idea.
I wriggle around a little, and the head of his cock slips into my pussy.
I sit up and move down, taking his length.
He dips his finger all the way into my ass.
“Tempting, right?” he murmurs.
“There’s an easier way to take two cocks at once,” Jay mentions.
I glance at him, and he moves to stand over Harper, his cock right in front of my mouth.
“If you want to,” he adds, stroking a hand over his length.
I rock myself on Harper’s cock while he fingers my ass.
Then, I lean forward and open my mouth.
Jay guides his cock past my lips.
I moan around his cock as Harper slips a second finger into my ass.
I don’t know if it’s the lubricant, or if it’s just what these men do to me, but I’m sorely tempted to ask them to fuck me at the same time. It doesn’t seem like it would be painful. It might even feel incredible. Like it feels right now.
Oh my God. I’m so close, I can feel it.
My moans are muffled on Jay’s length.
He brings his cock out of my mouth just as I start to come, and I feel the warmth of his cum splash across my breasts, before a single drop hits my tongue.
Harper groans before he comes inside me.
I’m ready to collapse on him for a bit when Jay lifts me off, and lifts me up, taking me bridal style into his arms.
He gazes down at me. “I think we should finish this in the bedroom.”
Who am I to argue?