Chapter 12
Grant
I was getting the bed ready, but there's no way I missed her saying she wants an orgasm from us. If left up to Clay, he’ll see how many times he can get her off in the next hour.
She probably has no idea what she's agreeing to, but I'm also in awe of the fact that she trusts us. That she's opening up.
That holds so much more meaning than we probably know. She hasn't been with anyone for years. Eight, she said. That would've been when she was nineteen or twenty. I get the feeling we aren’t going to like what happened.
Yeah, there's more to Jo than meets the eye. But that’s a discussion for another time. Right now, I'm dying to taste her and show her more pleasure than she knew was possible.
"Clay, bring her over and let’s get her comfortable."
We need to be careful as she is still healing. Clay helps her strip out of her clothes, down to her bra and underwear. And getting her boot off. I grab an extra pillow to rest her foot on.
"You’re gorgeous, Jo. So pretty."
She flushes and turns away. "Thank you... No one has ever said that to me."
I turn her to face me, bringing her eyes back up to meet mine.
“I plan to tell you all the time. Better get used to it. You're fucking sexy, and I'm sorry you haven't heard it enough."
“But Jo, I'm not sorry that you're single because we want you in our bed. Now, it’s time we show you that.” Clay helps her into bed.
We get her comfortable, then strip down to our boxers, giving her a little show before lying on either side of her. Surrounding her.
“I want a taste.” I lean in to run my tongue over her swollen lips from Clay's kisses. Then I push my tongue in. She tastes like champagne and my husband. Delicious.
I keep her close, kissing and exploring. I quickly get lost in kissing her. She moans into my mouth. I know Clay is kissing her everywhere he can reach. She needs to get used to us touching her. To have our hands on her.
“Jo, I've never been kicked out of a hotel, but if it's because of your sexy noises, I'm more than happy to get in trouble.” I wink, keeping it light and fun. I want her to enjoy herself.
When we get her back home, I plan to make sure she screams our names. No holding back.
My hand roams over her body, touching every inch of exposed skin. Back and forth. Heating her up until she's moving with me. Until I know she's ready for more
I leave her sweet lips, trailing down her body and moving lower.
“Can I taste you here?” I tease at her bra, not pulling it down until she gives the okay.
“Yes.” She says breathlessly.
My hand moves quickly to expose her dark red nipple. Saliva pools in my mouth as I go to suck it between my lips.
“Ah!” She cries out.
“Oh, yes, love. Your nipples are dying for attention.” Clay exposes her other nipple. We both lick and suck. Drawing more sexy noises from her.
Her hands thread through my hair, gripping tighter. She's close.
“Ah... Ahhh... that feels so good.”
We continue to torture her nipples and flesh. My hand covers her sex, and I press down over her underwear. Increasing the pressure on her clit.
“I'm coming,” she hangs onto both of us as she rides out her first of many orgasms tonight.
“Wow.” She pants. Her chest is rising and falling fast.
“There's more. Plenty more, and we haven't tasted the best part of you yet.”
Time to see how quickly we can make her come with our mouths.
Both of us move down, repositioning and opening her further. I watch Clay lean in, pushing his face to her covered sex.
I groan and press my cock into the mattress, knowing it won't be getting what it wants tonight. It’s been a while since we’ve shared someone. And my dick is letting me know.
Snap!
“You won't be needing these,” I rip her panties and toss them behind me.
Her untouched sex is now bare to us.
"Fuck, Jo... so fucking pretty."
I watch as Clay takes the first taste of her cream.
But I don't give him long before I'm taking my turn.
"Ah. Wow... I didn't know..." She trails off and tosses her head back into the pillows.
We take turns until we are practically kissing her sex and each other. It's sloppy and messy—perfection.
My finger goes into Clay’s mouth, getting my finger nice and wet. He goes to work on her clit as I slowly sink my finger in her sex.
A deep, low groan escapes between my lips.
“Clay, she's so fucking tight, but she wants it. She’s pulling my finger right in.”
Her body is fully on board with what's happening.
"Oh my god!" she grips the sheet tight and closes her eyes.
I thrust in and out faster with my finger, her body tensing until she lets go.
"Ah!” Her entire body tenses as waves of pleasure hit her.
“God, Jo, watching you come is my new favorite hobby.”
It’s in this moment that I decide that I want all of her firsts, every hole and every experience we can give her.
After more teasing, kissing, and more orgasms, Jo’s fast asleep. But now, it’s our turn. Tonight, I’m offering Clay what he needs.
“You better fuck me, like you wanted to take her.” I grip Clay’s hips hard, enforcing my words. “You need to get that hunger out of your system before you come all over the floor just by looking at her.”
“Fuck. I wanted her, but tonight wasn’t the right time. There’s so much we haven’t learned, and I don’t want to push her. I need you. I need to fuck you hard, Grant.”
“You’re going to take me right here.” Sliding my boxers off as I speak.
“But she’s right there. Sleeping.” He whispers and shakes his head no.
“And you are going to fuck me and not make a sound while watching her. Thinking about what it will feel like the first time your cock sinks in her.”
“Oh God, Grant. Fuck.” Clay slams his mouth to mine in a brutal kiss. I know he needs this. He’s too worked up. Too needy.
“Bend over and ass in the air.”
I back away from the bed a bit and put my hands on the ground. I feel Clay slide up behind me. Caressing my ass and spreading my cheeks.
A soft click of a cap, then I feel the cool lube dripping on my hole. Then two thick fingers press in, stretching me open for him.
“This feels… wrong.” Yet he continues to finger fuck my hole.
“No, it feels naughty. Trust me, she’s not going to wake up. But would it be so bad if she did?”
“Oh, God. I don’t know.”
“Think about how tight her pussy is going to be. She’s going to squeeze your cock and pull you deep.” I whisper even though I’m pretty sure that after those orgasms we gave her, she isn’t waking up until tomorrow.
The hard tip of his cock hits my hole. It feels almost foreign, as usually I’m the one fucking him. He presses in, still making sure I’m okay despite being so worked up.
“Mmm.” I moan. The feel of him stretching me feels so fucking good.
“So tight. Let me in. Fuck, let me all the way in.”
Clay pushes in further. More and more, he feeds his cock into me. The burn mixes with the pleasure. I close my eyes, loving the feel of him, getting lost as he begins to thrust.
It doesn’t take long before he picks up the pace. Gripping my hips hard as he fucks me.
Shit.
My cock is dripping all over the carpet. Ready to burst. Untouched. Fuck. I’m there.
“Fill me up, love. I’m about to come…” I pant harshly.
He pulls almost all the way out and slams in hard. Mixing in short thrusts. The angle hits me in the right spot every time.
I can’t hold back anymore. I come. Spraying the floor, and my arms begin to shake as I do everything I can to not fall to the floor.
Clay fucks me through my orgasm. Jesus.
I hold in my cries and bite my lip. Three more hard thrusts and he goes over. Spilling his hot seed inside of me. I look over my shoulder, and his focus is on her. On Jo.
My husband has a serious crush on her. I start to wonder how serious this could be for him. How much does he really like her?
He pulls out slowly and helps me up. I wrap him in my arms to steady us both. Marveling in the warm sensation in my hole.
“That was hot, love. Thank you.” I whisper to him.
“I love you, Grant. Always.”
“I love you too. Always. Now let’s clean up so you can snuggle the hell out of her. No more blanket walls.” I grin, giving him one more kiss.