Chapter Three #5
As John’s lips tugged on her nipple, Nathan’s fingers found her clit, rubbing it with slow, deliberate pressure.
Felicity’s eyes flew open as pleasure surged through her, her thighs quaking as the orgasm built deep inside her.
The tension in her womb tightened unbearably as each stroke of Nathan’s fingers pushed her closer to the edge.
“Nathan...” she panted, her head tossing from side to side, desperation making her dizzy.
Her body ached, and her arousal spilled from her, soaking the delicate folds of her core as Nathan's fingers worked her closer to release.
Lifting his head, John locked eyes with her, his gaze smoldering with desire.
He licked one nipple, then the other, sending shivers through her body as Nathan continued to tease her swollen clit.
She teetered on the brink, so close to release that she could practically taste it.
“I’m going to taste you, Felicity,” John murmured, trailing kisses down her stomach, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her sweat. “When Nathan’s done, it’ll be my turn.”
Her body jerked as Nathan held her still, her hips arching toward John’s descending mouth, her nails digging into Nathan’s skin.
His lips neared her slick, aching core, and she knew she was about to lose herself entirely.
His tongue slipped between her folds, and with one slow, deliberate lick, the taste of her flooded his senses, setting them both on fire.
A rush of heat flooded Felicity’s core as his tongue explored her, licking with a languid, teasing rhythm, circling her clit in a way that was almost too gentle. She strained against his mouth, craving a firmer touch, more pressure to ignite the explosive release she desperately sought.
Her knees lifted, heels digging into the mattress as she ground her slick folds against his lips, fingers tangled in his hair, fighting to catch her breath. A wave of warmth enveloped her, sweat glistening on her skin and making her body as slick as the sensitive areas John lavished with attention.
His tongue was insatiable and skilled. After one final lick around her clit, he moved lower. Parting her bare folds with his fingers, he inched ever closer to the throbbing center of her desire.
“Yes,” she breathed, her voice trembling. “Oh God, Nathan, please...”
Her head thrashed against the mattress as he continued his relentless assault.
He licked at her entrance, drawing out the moisture that flowed from her, eager for his taste.
Her hips rotated against his mouth, gasping as she reached for the release she knew only he could provide.
Desperation surged within her, pleasure igniting her body and tearing through her senses.
“Dammit, let me come!” she cried, her voice raw and pleading.
Nathan tensed between her thighs, his grip tightening around her upper legs as he spread them wider just before his tongue plunged into her hot, clenching depths.
Simultaneously, John’s teeth found her nipple, tugging and teasing, while a finger slipped into her mouth, giving her something to suck on.
The two men explored her body, tasting, licking, stroking, and teasing every hidden spot, drawing forth pleasures she had never imagined. Their touch drove her into a frenzy, and she felt herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy once more. Almost there. Almost.
Sensation crashed over her like a tidal wave.
Felicity held her breath, determined to ride the wave as Nathan’s tongue thrust deep inside her, plunging into her slick depths while she writhed beneath him.
She couldn’t remain still. She had to come.
If she didn’t, she felt as though she wouldn’t—couldn’t—survive the intensity.
Crying out his name, she felt his tongue pull back, his lips wrapping around her clit and sucking it into his mouth.
He drew on it, his tongue dancing around it until an explosion rocked her body, pulling a strangled, ecstatic scream from her lips.
Her fingers gripped his hair, her thighs clamping around his head as he sucked harder, while two fingers pressed into the quaking depths of her core, propelling her higher.
He fucked her with his fingers, thrusting deep within her, where pleasure and pain collided, drawing muffled cries of ecstasy from her.
Her body tightened, her senses overwhelmed with pure, unadulterated rapture until she felt as if she were shattering into countless pieces.
She pulsed with pleasure, sensations still throbbing through her as his lips and tongue softened. Transitioning from a ravaging force to gentle caresses, he stroked her tenderly until her senses blurred.
But there was no time to recover, no chance to regain control, as they shifted positions. Nathan moved up her body, worshipping her breasts and sucking on her nipples while John settled between her legs. His hungry moan was the only sound she registered before he feasted on her pussy.
Over and over, the men drove her to climax. Orgasm after orgasm crashed over her until her body finally surrendered under the weight of it all, and she fell into a deep, blissful sleep.