Chapter 16 #2
“A pointer.” Lennox looks surprised that I asked.
“Oh… like a laser pointer, but old school?”
“Dammit, Firecracker.” Blake laughs.
Shrugging while my arms are overhead is less dramatic. “Where’d you find that?”
“We borrowed it from the local police station.” Lennox leans in for a kiss.
“Borrowed? Or did you steal it? I might have to report you.”
“Only your name was on the detention form.” Lennox uses the pointer to lift the hem of my sundress while Blake asks, “Was the accusation correct?”
I don’t understand what he means until Lennox drops to his knees and lifts the hem of my dress higher, until Blake takes the fabric in his teeth and locks eyes with me.
Lennox trails a finger up my thigh, over the top of my sex, then down the other thigh. I lean into the wall for support. How can an orgasm already be building?
“The accusations were indeed correct, Blake. No panties.”
Joining their fun, I need to get this moving faster before I come while we’re fully clothed. “Please don’t remove my sundress to see if there’s anything else I’m not wearing.”
My skirt falls out of Blake’s mouth and he frees my hands. In seconds my dress is being thrown to the side. I cross my arms.
They assess me sternly. Lennox rubs the pointer over my arm, letting the tip graze the tops of my breasts.
Electricity shoots through my core.
Lennox maintains his authoritarian tone. “Go ahead, Professor. Do the research to find out.”
Detention and discipline have never been so much fun, and I have plenty of experience.
Blake grips my shoulders, kisses my lips, then trails kisses down my neck and onto each breast. Can he feel my heartbeat? Lennox shifts to the side and sits on his heels, watching. The look in his eyes is so feral. No more holding back.
“Find a bra yet?”
“No, sir.” Blake licks a breast then dips his tongue into my cleavage. “Fuck, Ceci.”
“I checked my syllabus. That’s the next lesson,” I tease.
Lennox growls and leans in, working his mouth onto my hip, moving into my curls. “We’ll go slow, Cecilia.”
“Please don’t.”
Lennox rises, bringing his mouth to my ear. “It’s your first time. We don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’ve already graded your cocks. I’ll be fine.”
They exchange glances then disrobe faster than seems possible. If I knew where the pointer ended up, I’d use it to grade their erections again, because with both of them standing side by side, I can’t remember who got the A+ or the A++.
Blake lifts me. My arms are around his neck, and his cock is trapped between us, pressing on my clit.
I gasp.
“You okay?” Lennox drops the act, concern lacing his words.
“Never been better.”
Blake takes a step.
“Wait, where are you going?”
“The bedroom.”
“No.” I point behind us. “Syllabus item… Against the wall.”
“I want to lay you down, make sure my—”
“You don’t have to be gentle. I’m so wet, so ready.”
“That’s not what he was going to say.” Lennox cuts in.
I glance between the two of them.
Blake nods, prompting Lennox to say, “There’s one other thing.”
“What?” I grind on Blake’s cock. It’s going to feel so good when he fills me.
“We don’t have condoms.”
Blake locks eyes with me again. “I want to lay you down so my cum won’t run out as fast.”
“I want to do the same. You understand what that means?” Lennox adds.
The Victorian flashes through my mind. The babies. Our future. I take a second. “Then BAGBAGMAB.”
Lennox shakes his head. “Help me out.”
I laugh at myself that this acronym can actually be pronounced, but go ahead and spell it out for them. “Be a good boy and give me a baby… right here, against the wall.”
Blake shifts his hips, freeing his cock from between us. He turns my back to the wall. “You sure?”
“Are you a good boy?” My voice is so sultry it shocks me. My mind flashes back to the diner when he asked me to call him Daddy, but I can’t think straight enough to work it into anything coherent.
With careful positioning, he frees a hand so he can position his tip at my entrance. My lips splay over his tip. My breath stutters.
I don’t know if they planned out who goes first, but Lennox moves in beside us, cupping my chin. Our eyes meet. Our lips meet. “I love you, Cecilia.”
“I–” Am full of Blake’s cock.
He stills. “You okay?”
I nod, my lips breaking from Lennox’s. I’m way better than okay. Rocking my hips, I encourage Blake to move with me. His thrusts are heavenly. I might split in two. I might have the fastest orgasm ever.
All I can do is surrender. The warmth of Lennox’s lips help me stay grounded for about two seconds.
I splinter. My sex is so full, I can’t believe I tighten around his shaft.
He thrusts harder. His head drops beside mine. Sweat slicks our bodies. Lennox pulls back. I wonder why then realize he’s making sure I’m okay. I nod.
Blake squeezes me tightly against himself, a garbled groan coming from deep within. Warmth trickles out of my sex, onto my bottom.
This is even better than I ever dreamed I’d feel with another person.
The three of us stay huddled until Lennox says softly, “I need you, Cecilia. Are you up for it?”
“I’m always game for fun.”
“Can I take you to bed?” he asks as Blake slides his thick length out of me.
I miss the fullness already, but I’m not sad for long. Lennox prods at my entrance.
“Later. I might fall asleep if you lay me down.”
“We can’t have that.”
Lennox reaches below us. Can he not tell my lips are wrapped around his tip? As he brings his hand up, I realize he was doing something else. He boops my nose with his sticky finger then slips it into my mouth.
The combined musky scent is the best aphrodisiac, not that any of us need one. I gladly suck. His mouth drops open as he watches. Seeing how they react to me is so perfect. I never want this moment to end.
A nudge of his cock into me causes me to break my suction. Ironic timing, but he finds a new way to make me wish for eternity by saying, “What was it you said to Blake?”
Memory is sketchy right now, but I assume he means the acronym. “BAGB—”
“No. Say the whole thing.”
Really? Which part does he want to hear? Seizing an opportunity to watch his expression closely, I draw out the statement. “Be a good boy…”
His cock twitches. His body shudders. His eyes fall shut.
So he likes being a good boy. I think they both do. I wait for him to meet my gaze again. “And put a baby in me.”
Cock twitch. Body shudders. Eyes shut. Again. I’ll have to consider that research assignment incomplete.
“Cecilia, you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.” He slides into me, negating any ability for me to comment.
We fall into a slower rhythm than with Blake. It doesn’t change how fast my orgasm builds. A whole lot of A++s are being given out today.
“Can we try something?”
Lennox keeps the slow thrusts going. “Anything you want.”
“Can you get behind me, Blake. I want to feel both of you.”
No verbal answer is needed as Lennox pauses while we reposition. The strength of their bodies containing me will never get old. Blake kisses my head from behind while Lennox claims my mouth and the slow strokes resume.
“You can go faster.”
Creating a breath of space between us, Lennox says, “Not if I want you to come first. I’m hanging on by a thread.”
I lean forward, let his tongue plunge back into my mouth, and savor everything about the moment. I can finally see a future where I’m pinned down in a relationship in the best ways.
The slow strokes give me time to stretch around him over and over again. I’m wound so tightly, I’m barely able to hold off my orgasm. I breathe in our scents. I enjoy all of the kisses. And even though I can hardly breathe, I decide I don’t need air.
I need them.
The swell of Lennox’s cock fills me more than I thought possible. I trust my body to them. I trust everything to them.
And I fall apart. Drifting through nothing and everything at the same time.
Lennox’s eyes fall shut as he pumps hard enough to make Blake and me gasp. The sloppy sounds of our union are the sweetest sound I ever heard. Cum, sweat, and maybe a few tears.
I’ve never been happier.
I’ve never ridden so many waves of release as Lennox draws me to places I’ve never been.
And when I wake up, we’re snuggled in bed.