23. Ivy #3
“You almost did. Ivy was about to tell us what to do next. I’m already in nothing but my boxer shorts, so maybe you should catch up,” he goads, and Archer’s stare burns into mine, a question flickering in his eyes before I nod.
“Catch up, Archer.”
He reaches over his shoulder, grabbing the collar of his shirt before pulling it over his head.
I swoon as his muscles flex, but I don’t get time to bask in his body before he kicks his shoes and socks off and reaches for the waistband of his pants, discarding it all until he’s wearing only his boxer shorts like Teddy.
I can’t speak; all I can do is stare between them as the weight of what I’ve started settles over the room. But there’s no way in hell I’m backing out now.
Control is exactly what I need, and I can’t get enough of it.
“Words, Ivy. What comes next,” Teddy murmurs, trailing his fingers over my bare thigh, inching ever so close to my core, but he stops a breath away, the grin on his lips confirming his intention.
“Taste me,” I dare to whisper, and his pupils dilate as his jaw falls slack.
“You’re hot when you’re bossy, Princess,” he rasps, grabbing my waist in one swift move, forcing a yelp from my lips before my knees meet the soft fabric of my sheets.
I fall forward, hands grasping at the material just in time for his tongue to delve between my folds.
“Oh my…” My words drift into a cry of ecstasy, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as he takes my command very seriously, tasting every inch of my core as a shadow falls over me.
I tilt my head back just enough to find Archer peering down at me, hand wrapped around his cock, which remains hidden behind his boxer shorts.
“Do I get to taste your lips, or do I get the pleasure of having you taste me?” he murmurs, and I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, basking in Teddy’s attention to detail before I can summon a response.
Tingles race over my cheeks. “I want to taste you,” I confirm as my hips move of their own accord, grinding against Teddy’s face like I have any clue what I’m doing.
Archer grins, his eyes heavy and sultry as he drops his boxer shorts and finally reveals his cock. With his hand wrapped around his length, he eliminates the rest of the distance between us, tapping the tip against my bottom lip, and I squirm, desperate for more.
“He doesn’t get to come on that pretty tongue of yours until you’ve painted mine with your release first,” Teddy murmurs, his lips brushing against my pussy as he speaks, and all I can do is groan with need at his words, but they’re quickly muted as I wrap my mouth around Archer.
My eyes roll to the back of my head again, only this time, I savor it, nestled between Archer and Teddy as they consume me in every way possible.
I am simply a vessel of desire, worrying about nothing but chasing my release.
With every thrust of Archer’s cock past my lips, I find my hips grinding against Teddy’s face, but the second he slips two fingers inside of me, it’s impossible to hold on.
A scream tears from my lungs, muffled around Archer’s length as my body reaches its peak, climaxing all over Teddy’s tongue, just like he wanted.
My limbs soften as my thighs tremble, and I whimper as Teddy’s mouth leaves my skin. I’m on the verge of collapsing in a heap when Archer’s fingers thread into my hair, holding me in place as he rocks his hips, fucking my mouth.
Peering up at him through my lashes, I see the desire glistening in his eyes when the bed shifts behind me, and the familiar press of a firm body makes my spine stiffen with anticipation in the best way.
Kisses trail down my back before Teddy’s cock presses at my core; he waits a second, right until the exact moment Archer retreats, the tip of his dick resting against my lips, before slamming inside me.
Cries of pleasure echo around the room as they work in tandem, fucking me to the point my eyes water, my limbs ache, and my center threatens to shatter.
“Fuck, Princess. Look at how perfectly you fit between us. Imagine if it was the four of us again. I wonder how many times we could make you come.”
“Let’s make it two right now,” Archer adds, his pace unaffected as he reaches for my breasts, capturing my nipple between his finger and thumb as they bounce to their rhythm.
My veins zing with need, my body almost floating as Teddy pinches my clit, earning a startled yelp from my mouth that quickly dissolves into a long, throaty moan as my orgasm crashes through me.
Wave after wave of euphoria racks my body as Archer’s grip on my hair tightens, and with the next thrust of his hips, he paints the back of my throat with his release. It’s almost in time with Teddy, who snarls as his cock begins to pulse between my thighs, adding an extra wave to my climax.
Spent, they slowly untangle me, lowering me gently to the bed as a distant vibration comes from somewhere in the room, but I don’t have the energy to figure it out as sleep threatens to drag me away.
Content, I’m happy to let the world disappear.
But then I hear Archer curse, and I know my moment of bliss is over.
“There’s been another fucking power outage.”