Page 71 of Dirty Secrets
He stole a forkful of Logan’s food on his way back to bed, and I quickly finished my food so I could shower before bed, shooing Logan away when he tried to follow.
The last thing we needed tonight was Reid hearing us together in the shower.
I almost dropped my damn towel accidentally when I walked into my bedroom to find Logan and Zavier lounging on the bed, my eyes narrowing. “What are you doing?”
“I thought you wanted me to sleep in here?” Zavier asked innocently, his attention dropping to my bare legs. Logan crooked a finger at me, and I shut the door before moving towards him nervously.
“Can Zavier touch you, baby?” he murmured, my eyes widening as I clutched my towel a little tighter. “Not sex, just touching.”
“Maybe this is too soon,” Zavier stated as he eyed me, shuffling towards the end of the bed. “We can try another night when you’re more comfortable, unless you really aren’t interested. It’s fine if you’re not.”
“Wait,” I blurted out, flicking my eyes between them. “I want to, it’s just nerve-wracking. Logan’s the only person to ever see me naked.”
“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” Zavier teased playfully, getting to his feet and tugging his shirt over his head.He kicked his pants off next, hooking his thumbs under the elastic of his boxers but not removing them, waiting for my answer.
I nodded and he dropped them, completely exposing himself to me, and I hesitated before slowly dropping my towel until it hit the floor.
Logan groaned, leaning back against the headboard and rearranging his dick in his pants. “This was a bad idea. I’m going to come and embarrass myself.”
My eyes were locked on Zavier as he raked his gaze over me, his voice barely there when he finally spoke. “You’re even more beautiful than I imagined.” The intensity in his eyes was too much and I looked away, intending on bending down to grab my towel, but he walked towards me and tilted my chin up. “Can I touch you?”
Logan was watching us, his hand in his pants as he stroked himself, and his reassuring wink gave me the courage to slide my hand to the back of Zavier’s head to encourage him to lean down and kiss me.
He groaned into my mouth at my acceptance, my hands getting a mind of their own as they wandered his muscular back to keep him close. My legs turned to jelly the second his thumb toyed with my nipple, my body arching into his touch more.
I attacked his mouth harder, walking him back until his legs hit the bed and we both fell onto it.
“Zav,” I panted, straddling him as I ground against his cock to try and ease the ache between my legs. It would’ve been so easy for him to just slip it in.
As if sensing my thoughts, he slid a hand between us so I could use it instead, his fingers working my clit as he slowly pushed a finger inside me. I rolled my hips, chasing the feeling of my climax, and I gasped as he flipped us over so that he was braced above me.
“Keep her quiet,” Zavier murmured, confusion hitting me until he started kissing down my body and Logan’s face appeared above mine.
“You going to be a good girl and come all over Zavier’s tongue?” Logan asked, and I struggled not to close my legs as Zavier got face-to-face with my pussy. “Relax, baby. Let us make you feel good.”
I nodded, forcing my muscles to relax into the bed, and when Zavier’s tongue connected with my clit, I let out a startled curse. This was my favorite thing in the bedroom for sure. I’d loved everything Logan had done to me, but a tongue on my clit?
So fucking good.
Logan kissed me to shut me up, my fingers running through his hair and tugging slightly as Zavier’s finger pushed inside me again.
I had to remember to stay quiet, but I was struggling.
Logan’s hands wandered my chest, tweaking my nipples gently and causing me to moan. My hips lifted, trying to find that sweet spot that always set me off, and then the pressure of Zavier’s tongue changed as he slipped a second finger inside me.
“Shh,” Logan murmured against my lips as I let out a choked cry, the orgasm so close that I could almost taste it. My legs were shaking, my stomach clenching in anticipation as the feeling grew stronger, and Logan had to pull back to put a hand over my mouth to stop the sounds from leaving me. “You need to come, baby? He’s tongue-fucking you so good, isn’t he? Give him what he wants.”
I nodded, sweat breaking out across my skin. It was right there. I was going to come so hard when it finally happened.
“I’m going to fuck you when he’s done. Then he can watch you ride me while I teach you how I like it,” Logan continued, his voice like a caress. “I want to watch you make him come withyour mouth too. You’re so fucking hot when you’re choking on cock.”
I cried out behind his hand, his soft shushes right next to my ear as my body arched off the bed. Zavier’s fingers slowed but he kept working me with his tongue until he’d decided I’d had enough, then he crawled up my body, wiping his mouth with a grin. “Did I hear the promise of a sex show and a blow job?”
Logan removed his hand now that I’d stopped making noises, and I panted as I replied. “You can have whatever you want after that. My legs hurt.”
He had zero shame for his nakedness as he dropped a kiss to my lips before sitting back, taking my leg in both hands to start massaging my calf. It eased the ache slightly, and I started nodding off as he took his time massaging both of them.
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