“I need to take my socks off.”
Gage released her nipple with a pop and said, “I’ll do the honors.” He dropped to his knees, and she gasped as she realized that lined his face up with her pussy. He stared hungrily for a moment then looked up at her, smiled, and slid his hands down her calves, catching one sock after the other and slipping them from her feet. “There isn’t a part of you that’s not beautiful.”
Gage gazed at her, and she couldn’t see any duplicity in his clear, green gaze. By this point she was pretty much a sure thing and lying to her wouldn’t have made it any easier for him to get her naked and on his bed. She was already practically there. Her heart lurched as she smiled back at the truth she saw in his eyes. He thought she was beautiful, and that was enough.
Duke stroked her ass, and she did her best not to dwell on what he thought of the generous size of it. He wanted her, too, or he wouldn’t be here right now and he wouldn’t have looked at her the way he did earlier. She slammed the door on her negative self-talk and realized they’d both stilled again. Emma looked back and found Duke watching her and saw that Gage was doing the same.
“Welcome back, Em. Where you been?” Duke asked as he slid his hands over her shoulders soothingly and began stroking her neck where tension had formed again.
“Duke, how do you know precisely where I’m tense? That feels so good.” She could feel the tightness loosening under his grasp.
“Because of the way you hold your shoulders and sometimes tilt your head to stretch your neck muscles. Sitting behind a monitor for long hours does the same thing to mine. Gage’s too. It’s a job hazard, sort of. You worry too much, Em. We think you’re beautiful because you are. Accept it.”
Gage nodded from where he knelt in front of her and then leaned forward to kiss her hip. His trailing fingertips pulled a whimper and shudder from her as he traced them from her ribs down to the top of her curl-covered mound. One gasp piled on top of another as he slid a finger over her slit and then gently parted her. Involuntarily she went on tiptoe and tilted her head back against Duke’s shoulder, crying out softly as she felt Gage’s warm breath at her cunt. Gage slowly stroked her clit with the tip of his tongue, and she stopped breathing entirely. He did it again, and she went higher on her tiptoes as echoing waves rippled with certainty through her pussy.
One more. Just one more!
Frozen, she stood vibrating with tension as his warm breath wafted over her pussy and he dragged his tongue from her inner lips up to her clit in another leisurely stroke. The tip of his tongue flicked at the bundle of nerve endings, and her orgasm broke over her in waves. She cried out as he licked at her clit repeatedly as each pulse of her orgasm swept through her pussy.
Nearly desperate for one of them to make love to her, she grasped both their shoulders and whispered, “Please.” She wanted them both so much, and it didn’t matter which one took her first.
Gage rose, and they helped her to the big bed. She climbed over the dark-red sheets until she was in the center of the bed. Her pussy trembled with an aftershock as she watched them strip their remaining garments off. Although they both worked in the field of computer technology, it was obvious they spent plenty of time outdoors, judging by their tanned, fit physiques. They were both tall, around six foot two or three, and very lean and muscular. Duke’s biceps were large, and she wondered if he was a rock climber.
Her mind went blank as she stared at the hard-ons that both of them now stroked. Their cocks were both standing at attention, looked rock hard, and well up to the task at hand. Gage’s cock was thick and heavily veined with a dark-purple head while Duke’s was smoother but darkly colored from root to tip. Their chests were covered in curls that matched their hair color and extended in thinning trails down to the base of their cocks. Because his hair was nearly black, Duke’s happy trail was more noticeable as it extended down his abdomen to the dark nest his cock jutted from.
Desire and intent were clear in their eyes, and she watched as Gage came to her side and lay down next to her as Duke tore open the box of condoms. She was pleased to note that it was a fresh box and was glad she hadn’t had to share the condoms with some other woman they’d had up there recently. Gage stroked her inner thigh then slowly trailed his fingers up to her drenched pussy.
Duke climbed onto the bed and kissed her. “I’m going to fuck you first, Em. Then Gage is going to fuck you. Then you’ll be ours.”
His quietly spoken, vulgar words combined with the desire in his eyes shot an arrow of lust through her body, and her pussy gushed for him.