it making a sandwich, and I loved being the middle of it.
They took turns kissing me, until I writhed and ground against both their bodies and they were both hard, and thick, and achingly ready. With their skills at foreplay it seemed a shame to skip most of it, but sometimes the urgency of the need is its own foreplay.
Dev rose up from kissing me and touched Nicky’s scar. When he didn’t protest Dev leaned over me, which pressed him even tighter against my ass, and he laid a soft kiss on the scar. Nicky didn’t really react to it, so it encouraged Dev to move one hand up to the side of Nicky’s face. He leaned in and kissed the scars where Nicky’s eye should have been more thoroughly. I looked up to watch the kissing, my body still pinned between theirs. Nicky had gone still, and his body wasn’t quite as happy to be pressed against me, though Dev had no way of knowing that.
He kissed down Nicky’s face, one soft kiss at a time, and I got to watch each kiss get closer and closer to Nicky’s mouth, until finally Dev kissed him.
Nicky drew back from it, shaking his head. ‘No,’ he said, not angry, but firm.
Dev dropped his hand from the side of the other man’s face and kissed me as if he were trying to kiss me as deeply and completely as he could. He drew back from the kiss, lips half parted, his face so eager, so excited, that it made me laugh, a little breathless and shaky.
Nicky kissed me then, and it was gentle, tender, as if he were making love to my mouth. He drew back and left me with my eyes still closed, lips half parted. I was even a little weak in the knees, just from the kiss.
‘Wow,’ Dev said, ‘I feel like I need to try again.’
I opened my eyes enough to see Nicky smiling down at me. He looked utterly pleased with himself. It made me smile up at him, but the smile spread until it was more an evil, happy grin.
‘Now I know I need to try another kiss,’ Dev said, ‘because that is a really good smile.’
‘Yes,’ Nicky said. ‘Yes, it is,’ and his voice was already deeper with the first rush of testosterone, and a smile that held all the heat you wanted to see in a man’s face. It was full of love, yes, but it was also full of lust, and the thought of everything he was going to do to you and with you.
‘Why do I feel like I need to catch up when I’ve been standing here the whole time?’ Dev asked.
‘She loves me,’ Nicky said, as if that explained everything, and apparently it did, because Dev said, ‘You are a lucky man.’ That’s usually something a man says when what he means is, Your woman is hot and I would totally fuck her, but either it’s morally wrong or you would kill me for it. It seemed weird that Dev felt the need to be so polite with his nakedness pressed against my ass and knowing that he was getting sex, too, but sex isn’t everything. It’s nice, it’s great even, if you’re lucky, but everyone, eventually, wants love.
I went up on tiptoe to kiss Nicky again, and Dev moved back a little so that we could use hands and arms on just each other, while the kiss grew from tender to urgent. When we drew back just to look at each other, Dev said, ‘I’ll offer just once more to give you guys privacy, and I should get major brownie points for offering, at this point.’
I looked over my shoulder at him, with Nicky and me still holding each other. I wasn’t sure what I would have said, because Nicky said, ‘Breast, or ass?’
‘What?’ Dev said, frowning, obviously puzzled.
‘Do you want to fuck her first, or have her suck your dick first?’
I turned back to look at Nicky; the look was enough, because he said, ‘You love me and I love you and it’s amazing, but at heart I’m a thug, Anita. I’m crude and rude and violent, and you’ve taught me the only gentleness I’ve ever known, but I’m still me.’
I nodded. ‘Okay, it’s not that I don’t agree with the division of labor; it was just a little crudely put, that’s all. You surprised me.’
He smiled. ‘Okay, Mephistopheles, are you a breast or a thigh man?’ Nicky