big deal. But it was a big deal.
I pulled my hands away and they were jittery. I tried to hide them, but Carl took my wrist, held my hand up in his and watched as it trembled.
“You’re shaking.”
I closed my eyes and pictured us on the beach front, happy and laughing and having fun. I knew these guys, not completely, but enough. Enough to like them, enough to be honest.
“I’m so nervous,” I said, and my voice was raspy.
I was expecting Rick to be the one to calm me, but Carl was first. He raised my fingers to his lips and he kissed them. My tummy churned and it was a good churn. His eyes were fierce, but they were genuine.
“Relax,” he said. “No pressure, no rushing. I promise you’ll be just fine.”
“More than fine,” Rick added, and he was smiling. A dirty smile that brought out his dimples and set me on fire. “Trust me, we’ll make this feel real fucking good.”
I met their eyes, back and forth, and there was warmth there. It calmed me, enough that the shakes eased off. I took a breath.
“Do you want to do this, Katie?” Carl asked. “Forget the money, and the fact that we’re naked with a dressing table full of dildos. Do you really want this?”
My answer was clear, even through the nerves.
“Yes,” I said. “I want this. It’s just last minute jitters.” I smiled, took a breath. “I really want this. I promise.”
I wanted this regardless of the money, them regardless of the money, and the thought was so crazy that I wasn’t quite sure what to do with it. I lay back, pulling a pillow under my head and resting with my knees bent up, propped together.
“Good girl,” Carl said. “Relax.”
Hands on my knees, easing them apart, and I let them fall, let them spread.
“That’s so fucking nice,” Rick said. “Such a gorgeous fucking pussy.” He joined me at my side, trailed his fingers up my stomach. It felt so good when his lips pressed to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deep, and the bed dipped under Carl’s weight as he lay to the other side of me. His fingers found my breast, circled then squeezed, tugging at my nipple enough to make me moan. He scissored my leg with his, spread me wider, and I could feel his cock, a heavy thump as it landed on my hip.
Rick broke the kiss and angled my face to Carl, and I closed my eyes and waited, my lips parted and wanting. It made me moan when Carl pushed his tongue inside my mouth, made me squirm when he pushed in deeper, as though his was on a mission to possess mine.
“Fuck yeah,” Rick whispered. “That’s hot. That’s so fucking hot.” I felt him move, and then his breath on my breast. Carl’s tongue was in my mouth and Rick’s licked at my nipple and I made a little rasp.
Carl squeezed and Rick sucked and I liked it. My breath came out ragged, and they felt it, I know they did. Rick took hold of my thigh, spread me wider still, and his cock was against my skin.
I moaned into Carl’s mouth. He squeezed my nipple hard, then he tugged, and his hand clamped my breast, squeezed and kneaded and made it feel so fucking good. My hips rose from the bed, desire drowning out the nerves.
Carl’s lips broke from mine but he didn’t pull away.
“That’s better,” he said. “That’s a good girl, nice and relaxed.”
If only he could feel the butterflies in my tummy. If only he knew how my body was tingling, my heart in my throat as my pussy clenched and loosened, my clit swollen and begging.
I could hear Rick’s mouth, suckling, his lips slurping and smacking around my nipple. He nipped me and it made me start, but I was already asking for more.
“Yes,” I whispered. “Oh God, yes.” I held his head to my breast, gripped his hair as his beard tickled my skin.
I squirmed between two hot bodies, my legs hooked over theirs, pussy completely exposed, and I didn’t care. I was way past caring.
“Suck my tits,” I said. “Please suck my tits. Please…”
Carl’s mouth took me aback. Carl’s mouth was open wide when he clamped it to my tit. Carl’s mouth sent me fucking crazy alongside Rick’s.
Two men sucking my nipples, two men slurping and groaning while I held them tight to me.
Two men made it feel