Page 30 of Just Between Us
Levi lets me go. “Then show us.”
It’s like a dare and I’m not about to lose. I take him back into my mouth. He’s long enough for me to use both hands so I do, swirling my tongue against his slit as more precum leaks. I know he’s close and when he moans loudly, it only drives me forward. I want to prove to both of them that I’m worth it, and that they aren’t making a mistake by letting me have this.
“Fuck, Kai, I’m gonna—" he tries to pull me off, but I don’t let him.
My mouth fills with him and I swallow it all down, enjoying the taste of him and swirling my tongue against the tip until he hisses from the sensitivity, and only then do I let him go.
Tears stain my cheeks and my knees sting from the grey carpet below me, but before I can focus on that too much, Cole is pulling me up and kissing me, tasting both Levi and I.
“On the bed,” he instructs.
He really doesn’t have to ask me twice.
It’s a haze of hands and limbs because somehow, I end up with my back on the bed, shirtless and staring up at Cole who is still fully dressed.
Levi is beside me, and he grins wickedly, eyes slightly glazed over and satiated. “Fuck yourself open for us,” he whispers.
I stare at him for a second, not sure I heard correctly but when a bottle of lube lands on my torso I realise what they want me to do.
Oh.
I try to not let embarrassment colour my face. Every time I’ve bottomed for a guy, it’s been in the dark with fumbling hands and less-than-sexy preparation. Right now, the room is dimly lit but I can see everything, they can see everything.
“Shy?” Levi asks, his voice teasing, eyes still in on some joke I’m not privy to.
I open my mouth but stop myself. I wanted this. I want this. To be controlled. To be wanted by two hot guys. And those two hot guys want to watch me. I can do this.
I shake my head, taking the bottle and shoot Levi my own smile. “Nope.”
“Good boy,” Levi leans down and pecks the corner of my lips.
That springs me into action, and I completely forget the fact that I am stark naked in front of them for the first time as soon as my icy-lubed fingers find their way to my hole. It has been a while, but I don’t waste time teasing, circling one finger in slowly, keeping my eyes trained on Cole as I bury a finger down to my knuckle.
Cole watches me, looking completely unaffected by it all, like he’s watching the news but that only drives me forward. I’m nothing but an over-achiever and I want to know what makes Cole Armas tick.
“Fuck,” I let out a quiet breath as I slide another finger in, my head falling back, and my back arching. My own neglected cock rests on my belly, and I want nothing more than to take it in my other hand and stroke it.
“Don’t stop, you’re doing so well,” Levi says next to me.
I’m getting desperate, scissoring myself open as my hips circle into thin air, begging for some sort of friction. My hand reaches down without thinking but Cole’s is there to stop me.
“Rule number one, Kai, from now on you don’t touch yourself unless we tell you to,” he says quietly. He watches me like he’s daring me to argue.
“Ever?” I ask breathlessly.
He grins and leans down to kiss me gently. “Ever.”
Shit.
Just then, I see him coat his fingers with lube and then he’s moving one in, sliding it against mine. The initial burn makes me cry out, my back arching but it soon dissipates and the pleasure of my own fingers along with Cole’s makes me see stars, not sure whose grazes against that sweet spot first.
“You gonna come like this?” Cole asks, as I feel another finger, making me curl into himself, head falling back once again in desperation. I’m no longer moving my fingers; everything feels like it’s electricity from my toes to my head.
“Please fuck me,” I whisper.
Next to me, I hear Levi chuckle. “You should fuck him, Cole. He’s asking so nicely.”
“I’m ready, please,” I say again. I sound painfully eager, but I want him, both of them, I don’t care. I just need to feel something, the friction of it and the kind of pleasure that borders on pain.