Page 103 of Sizzle
Elliot kicks away his jeans and looks at us both.
“Yes, I do,” he says. “I want to.”
“Yeah?” asks Alex. Elliot swallows and nods. “Good. Get on your knees and show me.”
My mouth drops open.
Elliot drops to his knees before Alex, pulling Alex’s pants off, pushing them away when he steps out of them. He runs his hands up Alex’s thighs, coming together to wrap them around his stiff cock.
Not about to let that view go to waste, I drop to my knees next to Elliot, stroking his thick thighs with my fingertips.
“Suck him, Elliot,” I whisper, just to spur him on. I want to see him lose it, to completely lose himself in Alex. “Get him nice and hard for us. Are you going to fuck him?” Elliot groans in affirmation. Alex is watching us, panting as Elliot bobs up and down on his dick. He comes up gasping, so I take a turn, wetting my lips to slide them down Alex’s fat cock, taking as much as I can. Alex pulls me back with a hand in my hair, his other hand pressing Elliot’s mouth back to the head of his cock. Alex lets Elliot take a suck, then pulls him off to switch us again. By the third time he switches between our mouths, Alex’s thighs are shaking with need.
“He’s got such a great ass,” I say, pitching my voice so Alex can hear me, too. “Don’t you think?”
Elliot pulls off Alex’s cock, swiping the tip with his tongue before he answers me.
“You trying to get me off already, sunshine?” Elliot says. Alex slides a hand into his hair, forcing Elliot to look up.
“Get up here,” says Alex. “Both of you. Joelle, on the bed.” I scramble up to do as he says.
I’m about to turn around to face them when Elliot stops me.
“Nope,” he says, pointing toward the far wall. “Hands and knees, facing this way.”
I’m not terribly sure what he’s after until I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror to my right. It’s not a full-length mirror. It sits atop Alex’s antique dresser, almost as wide as the room itself. In it, I can see Alex standing behind me, Elliot’s excellent ass where he stands looking at me, and my own body, posted up on all fours.
In short, it’s the perfect position to watch.
Alex pulls a bottle of lube from a nightstand drawer and tosses it on the bed next to me. I watch in the mirror as Elliot moves closer, coming to stand next to Alex behind me. Alex cups his cheek and Elliot leans in, kissing him hard, a hand already sliding down to fist around Alex’s still hard dick. The sight stirs me. Propping myself on one elbow, I can’t resist sliding a hand between my legs as I watch them touch each other. Elliot snags the lube from beside me, pouring a surfeit over his cock. Alex reaches out to help and Elliot thrusts up into his grip.
At the sound of my moan, they turn to look at me—ass in the air, hand between my legs. I should be embarrassed but like Alex always reminds me, there’s no shame in what we do together. Given the heat in the eyes of these men when they look at me, I can’t find it in myself to argue with that.
“Hands and knees,” Alex says to me. I reluctantly obey, watching in the mirror as he kneels on the bed behind me, wiping lube over his own cock. We all decided to get tested a few months ago, and since everything came back clear and I’m still on the pill, we decided to skip the condoms.
Still on the pill for now, anyway. The way things have been going, I may not be on it much longer.
My heart skips a beat at the thought, even as Alex lines up the head of his cock and starts teasing me with it, pressing in ever so slightly then pulling back just enough so he’s not touching me. In no time, I’m rocking back into him, begging him with my body to hurry up and fuck me already.
“You going to tease her all day, Alex?”
In the mirror, I watch Elliot pumping his cock, his color high. Alex meets my gaze in the mirror and smiles as he slides his cock in and drives it into me, fucking me deep.
He brings me right up to my orgasm, stopping just shy of tipping me over the edge. I drop my forehead to the bed and groan in frustration.
“Don’t worry, sunshine,” says Elliot. He’s somewhere behind me now. “We won’t make you wait much longer.”
I take a deep breath and push up, forcing my own frustration aside. There’s no way I’m missing what happens next.
Alex holds himself still inside me as Elliot climbs up behind him on the bed. Over my shoulder, I can see Elliot rest his hand at Alex’s throat, pulling him in for a scorching hot kiss before Alex leans back down over me, his hands braced on the bed next to mine. In the mirror I can see him arching his back, opening himself up for Elliot. Sweat beads across Elliot’s forehead as he wraps a hand around his long cock, pressing forward and back against Alex much like Alex had done to me just moments ago.
“Jesus, Elliot,” pants Alex, his mouth at my shoulder. Between kisses, I hear him start to swear. “Fucking do it already.” They’ve been fooling around like this for weeks, and the new plug we’ve been using isn’t all that small, but I still worry Alex is going to get himself hurt if they rush.
Elliot obviously has the same concern because he’s backed off Alex’s ass, his hands working there instead. Whatever he’s doing must feel good—I can feel Alex’s cock start to pulse inside me. I squeeze every muscle I can around it, doing my part to make this as good for him as I can on my end.
“You like this, sunshine?” Alex all but grunts in my ear. I nod, unable to speak, bearing down on him, trying for the friction I need to get myself off. Alex begins to move his hips—just a beat, a pulse. Just enough to make me feel him moving. “Just a little longer, Joelle.”
I’m moaning into the bedspread again when Alex stops moving and I hear his gasp at my ear. I turn to the mirror to see Elliot, his hands spreading the muscles of Alex’s ass, his big cock pressing closer. He goes still, trying to catch his breath as he moves his hands to Alex’s hips.