Page 96 of Their Wicked Ways

Jett blinked dazedly when Wes finally pulled away, their lips already red and kiss-swollen.

My dick pulsed at the sight, and I was reminded of the night they’d sucked me off together.

“That looked fun,” I teased, keeping the mood light.

For now.

“It was.” Jett dropped his eyes to my mouth.

“You want to kiss Ez too?” Wes ran his fingers through my hair and gently tugged on the strands, forcing me to angle my face up.

Jett nodded eagerly.

Our mouths met in a messy kiss. His enthusiasm, and how he didn’t hesitate to trust us, twisted something in my gut.

Using the same methods as Wes, I alternated between pulling away and nipping at his lips to gently slow our kisses down.

Now was the time for teasing.

Jett moaned and pressed closer, molding his body to mine.

Wes dragged his fingers over my scalp. I shuddered as tingles exploded on my skin and deep in my body.

Jett swallowed my groan and bumped his dick against mine with a needy whine.

“Patience, sweet boy,” Wes said with an amused chuckle.

His hand disappeared from my hair and slid between our bodies. I broke the kiss and looked down to see Wes cupping Jett’s cock.

Wes leaned in and put his lips next to Jett’s ear. “So big and hard,” he rasped softly. “You like kissing my man?”

Jett gasped and gripped my shoulders so hard his fingers dug into my muscles.

“Yeah you do.” Wes traced his tongue over the shell of Jett’s ear. “You want more?”

“Please,” he whispered.

Wes pressed a soft kiss against the skin under Jett’s ear. “Use your colors.”

“Green.” Jett’s voice was dreamy and soft. He was already slipping into his happy place.

Perfect.

Leaning in, I nibbled and kissed the other side of Jett’s neck. He gasped and tilted his head back, silently asking for more.

Greedily, I ran my hands over his body, slipping them under his shirt so I could tease his skin. He wiggled and writhed in my lap, gasping and panting as we took our time teasing him.

“Do you want to go to our room?” Wes asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Yeah. Green. Whatever. Just yes.” Jett’s tone was impatient.

Chuckling, I pulled my face from his neck and helped him stand. He wasn’t all that steady on his feet, but he didn’t hesitate to take Wes’s hand and follow him to our bedroom.

I took my time trailing behind them. I couldn’t remember the last time Wes had taken charge like this, and I wanted to let him have his fun.

I’d have mine later.

When I stepped into our room, Wes and Jett had just reached the side of our bed. Without hesitation, Wes yanked Jett toward him and kissed him hard and deep.