CHAPTER 10 #2
Sliding my hands down over her breasts, I inched them lower, over her belly, between her legs. Pressing my palms against the insides of her thighs, I spread her legs wider, holding her there, keeping her close and opening her pussy to Cav’s hungry gaze.
“I need to watch Cav taste you,” I told her.
Jamie shifted, but I realized it was to allow me to have the perfect view of Cav.
“Have you ever had your pussy eaten, sweetness?”
“No, Professor,” she said on a rush of air, her breaths racing in and out of her lungs.
“Do you want to feel his tongue on your pussy?”
“Yes, Professor.”
“Ask him nicely.”
Her voice was raspy with desire when she said, “Please, Professor. Will you please lick me?”
“Explicitly,” I growled.
I heard her swallow hard, her voice trembling with desire. “Please, Professor. Will you lick my pussy?”
For fuck’s sake. My dick lurched, my body rock hard. Hearing those words from her sweet, innocent lips was nearly enough to have me shooting in my pants like a fucking teenager.
“It’ll be my pleasure, cupcake,” Cav told her, his eyes locked on her face.
He leaned forward, pressed his lips against her inner thigh, just beneath my fingertips.
Jamie moaned softly.
“Color, cupcake?” Cav insisted.
“Green, Professor.”
“Are you ready, sweetness? Are you ready for him to make you come?”
“God, yes.”
Evidently, Cav didn’t need any more permission than that. As he leaned in, I observed the scene playing out, holding on to Jamie, feeling more emotion than I’d ever felt before. Just touching her, holding her, feeling her move against me… It was intense.
I also realized the voice was gone.
And wondered how long that would last.
Jamie
Never.
Never, ever, ever.
I’d never in a million years expected so much feeling to bombard me.
The overwhelming desire had my breath labored and my muscles coiling tightly.
And that was before Cav’s lips touched my skin so intimately.
I thought it would be awkward to have an in-depth conversation during such an act, but I found it helped to soothe me.
Knowing that Edge and Cav were right there with me every step of the way made it that much hotter.
Although I’d been out of my mind with lust the night Cav and I made out in his truck, it wasn’t anything like this. This felt way more intense.
On top of the overwhelming sensations, I didn’t expect so much …
intimacy—yes, that was the right word—in what I’d always viewed as a taboo act.
Yet here I was with Edge’s big, solid arms wrapped around me and Cav’s head between my thighs, his tongue doing wicked things to the sensitive folds of my pussy.
Every now and again, he would graze my clit, making me jump.
It was a tease. Or perhaps a promise of what was to come.
I felt both cherished and vulnerable at the same time, but I didn’t want them to stop. In fact, I wasn’t sure I would ever want them to stop.
Cav’s lips wrapped around my clit, and he flicked his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves.
My hips shot forward, trying to get closer, needing more of that exquisite sensation.
I’d never felt anything like it before. My vibrator didn’t hold a candle to his skilled ministrations.
When Cav didn’t relent, my insides coiled tightly, drawing me closer and closer to the edge of sanity.
“Professor,” I whimpered, pressing against him, trying to get away from the almost painful pleasure Cav was inflicting.
My entire body hummed with arousal, a tremor that started as a low vibration and was now sending shockwaves through every nerve ending, sparks of electricity firing in my cells.
I was doing my best to remain quiet, but it wasn’t easy.
The way Cav’s tongue flicked my clit had me crying out in ecstasy, on the verge of begging for more.
“What do you need, sweetness?” Edge mumbled in my ear, his deep, velvety voice an anchor in the chaos surging through me.
“I … I…” Truth was, I didn’t know what I needed. I’d never felt anything so pleasurable. Cav knew exactly where to press that delectable tongue to send violent surges of pleasure shooting into my core.
And when I thought it couldn’t get any better, Edge’s hands shifted from my thighs to my breasts.
He wasn’t gentle as he kneaded them, every so often tweaking my nipples until I was crying out, air racing in and out of my lungs as I thought I would die from the sheer magnitude of what I was feeling.
They were overloading my circuits, my mind spiraling in a desperate attempt to keep up with the heat coiling deep in my womb.
“Oh, God!” Unable to help myself, I reached out, slid my fingers into Cav’s hair. I wasn’t sure if I was pulling him closer or pushing him away, but he didn’t seem to mind.
My other hand curled over Edge’s arm, and I held on.
It had to be a sight. Me sitting on Edge’s lap, legs spread wide, Cav’s blond head between my thighs. I suddenly wished I could see how we all looked to someone else.
That thought disappeared when Cav placed his hands under my thighs, forcing my knees closer to my chest as he devoured my pussy, feasting on me like a dying man.
“Oh, God,” I moaned. “Close… So close.”
“Tell him how it feels,” Edge urged.
“So good.” Better, in fact. “Oh, God, oh, God, oh…”
Our words seemed to encourage him.
Edge shifted on the sofa, his chest firmly against my back as his arms slid around my legs, hooking beneath my knees.
His hands returned to my breasts, and I found myself folded in half, pinned in place by his unyielding strength.
I could feel his erection against my ass, and I wished he was naked.
I wished he was driving deep inside me. I needed something to alleviate this greedy ache that was stealing my breath.
“Please, Cav.” My back arched when Cav hit the perfect spot. “Right there. Yes. Please. Right. There!”
The most powerful orgasm ripped through me. My core tightened, then every muscle in my entire body followed as the heat radiated out through every fiber of my being. It stole the air from my lungs, had me panting as shockwave after shockwave ricocheted through me.
“Come for us, sweetness,” Edge commanded roughly. “So fucking beautiful.”
I cried out, the spasms continuing to rock my body as more waves of mind-blowing pleasure slammed into me. And when it was over, I felt as though I’d been shot back to earth from a million miles away, no parachute, no soft landing in sight.
Hands that had been firm moments before were now gentle, caressing my skin, as Edge and Cav moved in closer, their warmth chasing away the chill that brushed against my overheated skin.
“Thank you, sweetness,” Edge whispered in my ear.
I wasn’t sure what he could possibly be thanking me for, but rather than question him, I tilted my head, sliding my cheek against his jaw, trying to nuzzle closer.
“You’re so beautiful when you come,” Cav said softly as he shifted to sit beside us.
I instantly reached for his hands, pulling his arms across my stomach, needing to have him as close as possible. My head rested against Edge’s shoulder, and I worked to regulate my breathing.
I wasn’t sure what would happen next. Was it over? Were they finished with me for the evening? If they were, how did I feel about that?
Turning my head, I peered over at Cav, realized he was watching me. The look in his eyes was one I’d never seen before. It was a mixture of heat and … I wouldn’t go so far as to say love, but there was certainly emotion glittering in his baby blues.
When he reached for my cheek, I covered his hand with mine and stared back at him.
Something spurred me to lean in, to press my lips to his.
His kiss was gentle, almost reverent, but it wasn’t what I needed.
I could tell both men had slowed down, allowing me to ease back into myself after that out-of-body experience.
But I didn’t want that. I wasn’t ready for this encounter to be over.
It took a little finagling, but I managed to shift in Edge’s arms. I reached for Cav’s head, pulling him tighter to me, our tongues dancing. Heat and awareness prickled in the air, and I could tell Cav was attempting to hold back.
“Please,” I murmured against his lips.
“Please, what, sweetness?” Edge asked, sliding my hair back over my shoulder, his lips brushing my jaw.
They moved until I was sandwiched between them, Cav on his back on the sofa, my body draped over him, while Edge propped himself against the sofa cushions, his leg over the back of my thighs.
“I don’t want this to end,” I admitted softly, loving the way they both touched me.
“It’s just getting started,” Edge assured me, his mouth brushing my ear.
“Tonight?”
Edge chuckled. “Not everything happens in one night.”
I wanted to pout, but my body was too sated to put forth the effort. Instead, I rested my head on Cav’s chest, pressed into Edge’s body, and closed my eyes.
It didn’t have to happen in one night.
But it did have to happen.
And yes, as far as I was concerned, we were definitely just getting started.
CAV
“She’s asleep,” I informed Edge when I joined him in the kitchen.
After Jamie had passed out on top of me, we decided to call it a night.
I moved her into Edge’s bed, then stood there for a moment watching her.
I probably should’ve offered to get her home, but the thought of her sleeping alone without us wasn’t one I wanted to contemplate. Being selfish, I simply let her sleep.
“Why didn’t you mention making out with her in your truck?”
Well, so much for small talk. I leaned back against the granite countertop. “Didn’t realize I needed to.”
“We discussed this.”
I waited for him to clarify. He didn’t. “Discussed what?”
“No sex.”
Crossing my arms over my chest, I felt my defenses fall into place. “We discussed a lot of things. Since you deviated from the plan, I figured I would, too.”
His shoulders tensed. “How did I deviate?”