25. Savannah
TWENTY-FIVE
SAVANNAH
“Have either of you ever done this before?” I ask Max and Logan after Max’s hotel room door shuts.
Max nods, which honestly doesn’t surprise me. But then Logan also nods, which is a little more surprising. I raise my eyebrows.
“It was only once,” he explains.
“Two girls?” I ask, though I’m not sure why I want those details.
He nods again.
Max starts playing some soft music from his phone and turns off some of the harsher hotel room lights. He digs through his bag for a moment before putting condoms out on the dresser.
This whole thing sounded good in theory, but now I’m nervous. Thankfully, I know both of these men and how they are in bed, so I have some idea of what to expect. But I don’t know how to get started. Who goes first? Am I supposed to pick?
Max seems to sense my panic because he says, “Logan, why don’t you help her get comfortable?”
I feel Logan step up behind me. He wraps his arms around my waist and leans down to kiss my neck. “You’re beautiful, baby,” he whispers as he kisses up my neck. I instantly relax in his hold.
He steps in front of me and lifts my chin to kiss my lips. His tongue slides into my mouth as his hand runs down my body, cupping my breasts through my shirt.
“Take off her shirt,” Max says from somewhere in the room.
Logan does as he’s instructed and slowly peels my shirt off. I look over his shoulder to see that Max has already removed his, so I make quick work of taking off Logan’s shirt.
Logan goes straight back to my mouth as Max walks up behind me. I feel his fingers on my bra seconds before it’s unhooked and falling to the ground.
Max’s hands reach around my body, quickly finding my nipples. He rolls them between his thumb and forefinger, making me moan.
“Doesn’t she have the best tits?” he asks.
Logan responds by moaning into my mouth. Max kisses from my shoulder to my neck and then tugs my earlobe with his teeth. It feels like I’m on sensory overload. Like I’m in my body but not. There are hands and lips everywhere, but I feel like I’m mush between them.
Logan pulls away and spins me so I face Max, who leans in and kisses me while Logan works my pants down my legs. Then I’m standing naked between them. Somewhere I never thought I’d be.
“Let’s get her to the bed,” Logan directs in a husky voice.
Max reluctantly pulls away and leads me to the bed.
I sit and watch as both of them strip the rest of the way down to their boxers.
They’re long and lean, their bodies strong from years of skating.
Logan is taller and might have a little more muscle on him, but they’re both beautiful. It seems like I have a type.
And they’re both looking at me like they’re starving and I’m the only one who can satisfy their hunger.
“Spread your legs, baby.”
I lean back on the bed and open my legs enough for Logan to situate himself between them. He licks me once, and my head falls back in pleasure. He licks again and again until he sucks on my clit.
“Oh, god,” I moan, forcing myself to open my eyes and look at Logan between my legs. My gaze turns to Max, who’s watching and gripping himself through his boxers. “Take them off.”
He meets my eyes. “Huh?”
“Take your boxers off so I can see what I’m doing to you.”
He smirks as he pushes his boxers down and then grabs his cock, pumping it in his fist. Logan slides one of his fingers inside me, and I arch into his mouth.
I already feel like I’m on the edge. This is so incredibly hot, having one man pleasure me while the other watches.
I never thought I’d be someone who liked this, but this might be the fastest I’ve ever come.
But then Logan removes his mouth.
“No,” I groan. “I was so close.”
“I know, baby. Max is going to finish you off, aren’t you, Max?”
Max nods, and I watch as he takes Logan’s place, while Logan climbs behind me on the bed. He starts kissing my neck and playing with my nipples while Max licks me right where Logan’s mouth just was.
“I didn’t realize you liked this, Sav,” he says. We both know that he’s never really gone down on me like this.
“I don’t think I knew I liked it either until Logan did it.”
Max nods but doesn’t waste another second before he’s licking and sucking my clit.
“Put two fingers inside her, too. She likes that,” Logan adds. There’s a hint of pride in his command, like he’s glad he knows what I like, where Max didn’t.
Max follows instructions, stretching me with his fingers.
Logan leans down and kisses me. It doesn’t take long for me to get back to the brink of my orgasm. This time, they let me finish. I cry out in pleasure as wave after wave washes over me.
My chest is heaving by the time I finally open my eyes. Both men are watching me with lust-filled eyes. They want me, which feels so empowering.
Logan finally stands and removes his boxers. He fists himself, pumping slowly as he asks, “Do you want to suck our cocks, baby?”
I nod and slide from the bed to the floor. Logan takes a step forward so that he’s right in front of me. I take that to mean he wants to go first, so I suck him into my mouth as far as I can before pulling back.
I’ve never been a huge fan of blow jobs.
I’ve given them, obviously, but I’ve never gotten much enjoyment out of it.
But Logan is different. The sounds he makes when he hits the back of my throat turn me on.
He threads his long fingers through my hair to keep me calm.
He tells me that I’m doing a good job. All of that makes me feel like I’m giving him the greatest gift and makes it so worth it for me.
I don’t get to suck him long because he grips my head to stop me and says, “You’re going to make me come, baby. I’m not ready for that. You know how much I love to come in your pussy.”
I nod and release him from my mouth. He takes a step back as Max comes forward.
He lets me take the lead, licking and sucking at my own pace.
I look up to find him watching me. His eyes are hooded, but I see a flicker of pain as if he’s realizing this will be the last time I’ll be on my knees for him.
I suck him harder and faster, wanting to make sure this is good for him. I want him to look back and remember all the good times we had and not just the heartbreak I caused him.
He also stops me before I finish him.
Both of them grab a condom off the dresser. Logan and I have never used condoms together, but I appreciate the fact that he’s using one tonight, if only to not rub in Max’s face another thing that Logan has experienced with me that Max hasn’t.
Max climbs onto the bed and puts his condom on.
His favorite position is me on top, so I know what he’s preparing for.
I step toward the bed when Logan stops me.
One hand wraps around my waist, while the other wraps gently around my throat as he pulls me back into his chest. He places a kiss on my neck before whispering, “This is the first and last time I share you with another man.”
I nod and turn my face to kiss him. When he finally releases me, he slaps my ass before I walk to the bed and climb onto Max, straddling his waist.
Logan comes to the side of the bed, and I look over at him as I’m lining myself up with Max’s cock. “Are you sure you’re ok with this?”
Logan meets my eye and nods. “Fuck him, baby. Fuck him like it’s the last time you’ll ever fuck another man’s cock.”
I swallow. That should not be as hot as it is.
I keep my eyes locked on Logan as I slowly lower myself onto Max’s cock. Logan looks away first. To my surprise, his eyes drop to where Max and I are connected. I thought he’d look away, but it looks like he wants to watch. I like that. A lot.
Max grabs onto my hips as I start to move over him. He moans as I ride him, looking up at me like I’m perfect. Max has always made me feel like I’m beautiful.
I look over to see Logan next to the bed, pumping his cock.
Suddenly, I stop moving.
“What’s wrong?” Max asks.
“Can you fuck me from behind?” I ask. He looks surprised because I usually never ask for a specific position.
“Oh, uh, hell yeah. Let’s do it.”
I climb off him and position myself on all fours. Max comes up behind me and slides back inside.
“Let me suck you,” I say to Logan.
“Baby, you don’t have to.”
“I want to.”
“You want to take two cocks at the same time?”
“Yes. Please.”
He blows out a breath before he steps closer to the edge of the bed, giving me the perfect angle to take him in my mouth.
“Goddamn, Savannah.” I don’t know what it says about me that his praise makes me feel like a goddess, but I’m ok with it if it means I feel this good.
Max fucks me hard from behind while Logan thrusts into my mouth, and I feel myself getting wetter and wetter.
“Look at you taking both of us, baby.” God, I wonder what I must look like right now. Sweaty and flushed and so, so full.
Max slaps my ass and adds, “Like a fucking champ.”
I smile as much as I can with a cock in my mouth, happy that they’re proud of me. Hell, I’m proud of me too. So proud that I feel myself about to come again. I reach between my legs to play with my clit, but Max swats me away and replaces my hand with his.
It doesn’t take long for my orgasm to hit. Max thrusts through it but then freezes, and I feel him coming.
Logan pulls out of my mouth, tears open his condom wrapper, and quickly slides it on. He barely waits for Max to pull out before lifting me up. He sits back on the bed, propped up against the headboard, and pulls me onto his lap.
He lowers me onto his cock and pulls my head in to kiss me.
He does all the work thrusting up inside me, his tongue sliding against mine.
It’s messy and sloppy, so unlike his usual sensual kisses, and I realize it’s because he’s so turned on.
Also, maybe a little because he feels the need to claim me after he just watched me with another man.
I feel Max move like he’s getting off the bed, but Logan stops him. “You’re gonna watch her come for me just like I had to watch her come for you.”
I’m not sure how Max responds, but the bed dips again, so I assume he’s sitting back down. Logan brings his middle finger to my mouth and motions for me to open. I do and suck his finger in, getting it wet with my spit. Then he moves it down to my swollen clit.
It hurts a little at first because it’s sensitive but not enough for me to tell him to stop. Eventually, the pain turns to pleasure, and warmth spreads through my body.
His cock is hitting just the right spot inside me, and I know I’m on the verge of coming for a third time tonight, something I never thought my body could do.
“Come on, baby. I know your tight little cunt wants to come one more time.”
My legs are shaking, my breathing is heavy, and I’m sticky with sweat.
But I feel so powerful. Logan leans forward and puts his forehead against mine.
One more thrust up, and I break apart. I throw my head back and cry out as I come.
Logan’s mouth latches onto my throat, sucking and kissing as I come and come.
My body goes limp in his arms. He thrusts a few more times and then stills, pulsing inside me. When he’s done, he pulls me to his chest.
“You did so good, baby. So fucking good,” he whispers.
Suddenly, Max is there too. “You really did, Sav. You were amazing.”
I turn to look at him. He’s smiling, but the pain I saw earlier is still there. We both know this is it. The last time for us.
I lean forward and kiss him, but it’s more of a goodbye kiss than anything else.
When I pull away from him, I kiss Logan. This kiss feels like a beginning.
“Thank you both for giving us this moment,” I tell them.
“ You gave us this moment, baby,” Logan corrects.
Yeah, I guess I did.
My body is exhausted, and I know I need to rest before the competition tomorrow. And truly, I want to be alone with Logan.
As if he can read my mind, he slowly lifts me off him and places me down on the bed, telling me not to move.
He and Max both dispose of their condoms, and then Logan is in front of me, pulling my shirt down over my head.
He bends and helps me put my leggings back on.
Then he gets dressed and picks me up. I wrap my legs around him and lay my head on his shoulder.
“We’ll see you on the ice in the morning,” he says to Max.
Logan carries me to the room we’re now sharing.
He immediately takes me to the bathroom, and after I use the toilet, he helps me into the shower.
He washes my hair and rubs the body wash all over me.
He’s so gentle as he does it, like he wants to make sure I’m ok.
It’s so sweet that I find myself tearing up for a second.
This man cares so much for me. It’s obvious in everything that he does. All I’ve done is tell him over and over that I’m not ready for a relationship because skating comes first. I haven’t made him a priority.
But as much as I love skating, I’m starting to realize that there might be some things in life that are more important. Or at the very least, I might be able to fit two important things into my life at once.
I need to tell him this, and I will. Just not tonight. Tonight was about something different. I’ll wait for the right moment to tell Logan how I feel. Something this big deserves its own night.
After the shower, he wraps me in a towel and blow-dries my hair. I feel like I’m being pampered.
Then he removes the towel and takes me to bed. He tucks me in and slides in behind me, pulling me to his chest.
“You’re so perfect, Savannah.”
That’s the last thing I remember before I drift off to sleep.