Interest.
Ryan must notice it too because he bristles beside me, his cock growing larger by the second as it presses against my thigh. Pushing up onto my knees, I scoot toward the edge of the bed—toward Grant. I reach for his hand and link our fingers together.
“Do you trust me, Grant?”
“Of course, I do.”
“Do you trust Ryan?”
Grant looks over my shoulder. He blinks, and then a tiny smile pulls at the corner of his mouth. “With my life.”
“It’s just us here, Grant. The three of us in this beautiful room. No one else. What happens here, stays here. You two pursuing me is the best damn thing to ever happen to me. There is nothing better in the world than having the hands and mouths of the two people I love most worshiping my body. You two don’t know what you’re missing. Together, you pushed my boundaries and made my fantasies come true. Let me push yours.”
I tug on Grant’s hand, and he takes a step toward me. Wrapping an arm around his shoulders, I pull him in close, sealing my lips over his. Grant grinds his thick cock against my bare pussy. Sparks zip through my body and I groan, melting against him.
“I want your mouth back on me,” I say, reaching for his cock. The second my skin touches his, Grant’s hips buck. “I want your mouth on my pussy, Grant. Will you do that?”
A feral growl rips from Grant’s throat, and he slams his lips against mine, his greedy hands exploring my body. He squeezes my tits, pinching my nipples into tight peaks. Ryan pushes against me, his deft fingers finding the needy spot between my thighs.
“Always so wet for us, Emma,” he breathes, his breath fanning the side of my face. “We just fucked this tight little pussy with our tongues, and you’re already ready for more.”
“Please,” I moan, not sure what I’m asking for, just knowing that I need it, and I need it now. Grant releases my heavy breasts. Trailing his fingers down my belly, he finds Ryan’s hand, and together, they push their fingers inside of me—something I’ve found that they really enjoy doing. Which is totally okay with me because I enjoy it, too.
I look down because there’s nothing in the world more erotic than watching two men work your body.
Grant’s and Ryan’s gazes connect, and then Grant whispers, “Where do you want us, Emma? Tell us what you want.”
Every girl’s dream.
“On your back, Grant. I want you on your back while you suck my clit.”
“How about me, pretty girl, where do you want me?” Ryan asks as Grant moves to the bed.
Glancing over my shoulder, I watch as Grant lays flat on the bed. Hands behind his head and cock pointing toward the ceiling, he smiles an easy smile.
A welcoming grin.
A challenging look.
Grant reaches for me, and I move across the bed, straddling his face in a reverse cowgirl position. Lifted slightly on my knees, I brace my hands on Grant’s tight stomach and toss my head back at the first swipe of his tongue across my aching clit.
Moving my hips, I ride his face, feeling the pressure build, and then I pry open my heavy lids and connect gazes with Ryan. He’s watching Grant’s mouth move along my slit.
“Come here.” I motion for Ryan. He crawls across the bed, pushing up on his knees next to me.
I grab his hand and press it to my breast. “Suck my tits, Ryan. I want your and Grant’s mouths on me at the same time. Nothing feels better than having you suck me together.”
Lowering his head, Ryan takes a tight nipple into his mouth, drawing in as much flesh as he can, and I arch forward. Sliding my fingers into his hair, I hold his head against my body as he laps and sucks one breast and then the other, all the while Grant tortures me with his tongue down below. They work me hard, and when my body coils tight, I wrench Ryan’s mouth from my breast. “Suck his cock, Ryan. I want to watch you suck Grant’s cock.”
Grant’s mouth pauses against my core, but only for a second because I grind my hips against his face, forcing him to keep going.
Ryan’s eyes drop to Grant’s cock. It’s thick, hard, and throbbing, and when Ryan wraps his fingers around the shaft, Grant’s hips jut upward. Ryan straddles Grants legs and leans forward, wrapping his lips around the head of Grant’s cock. Grant groans loud and long, the vibrations pulsing through my body.
“Oh, God, Ryan, that’s so fucking hot.”
He takes Grant’s cock deep into his mouth as I move my hips against Grant’s face. Arms wrapped around my hips, he holds me against him, helping me move in small circles, pulling down on my hips when he wants to plunge deeper.
I’ve dreamt of some wild scenarios involving these two men, but nothing ever q