"Are you sure?" he whispered. "The both of us?"

"I've never been more sure of anything." I echoed the words I'd spoken to Jayce. "Are you okay with that?"

Instead of answering, Neil wrapped his arms around my waist and hoisted me up, taking three steps and throwing me down onto the bed. I bounced with a squeal and shuffled up to the headboard, making room for him. Neil crawled between my spread legs and hovered over me. I looked up into his eyes and saw that they were hungry, heated.

"Ailey-"

I place a finger on my lips and shook my head. I didn't want him to be second-guessing his decision all night.

Neil pressed a kiss to my finger and drew down the zipper on my skirt. I lifted my hips so he could pull it off me, throwing it across the room. I licked my lips and tossed my shirt over my head, leaving myself dressed only in my black lace bra and matching panties. I'd never felt sexier.

Jayce joined us and unclasped my bra with expertise, peeling it away from me. He cupped my bare breasts, one in each hand, and fondled them gently, squeezing and kneading. He sat on the side of the bed and leaned down, sucking a nipple into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the peaked nub, then did the same to the other. I fisted my hands in the sheets and moaned, leaning my head back on the pillow, enjoying the attention. He kissed me then, his mouth insistent, the kiss urgent. He moaned into my mouth when my tongue flicked out to play with his.

Neil ran his hands up and down my body, from neck to stomach to inner thighs, then back up again, leaving a blazing trail on my skin. He pressed himself against me and I could feel the hardness against my leg.

Jayce ran a hand through my hair, untangling all the knots, petting me soothingly. I immediately reached for the buttons on his shirt and began undoing them one by one, pulling it off his shoulders.

Neil slid a hand down my side and squeezed a handful of ass. I pressed my hands against his chest. The hard muscles felt so good against the palms of my hands. I flexed my fingers and scratched lightly, drawing down the skin until I reached the belt of his pants. I cupped his growing bulge and he hissed.

"I've been hard for you for months."

I pulled away from Jayce's kiss. He drifted down to suck on my neck. I wondered if I should dare say the words I was thinking. From our text conversations, I knew how much Neil liked dirty talk.

"I've been thinking about how good your cock's going to feel on my tongue."

Neil's eyes glinted darkly and he clenched his fingers into the muscles of my thighs. He moved to the other side of me, opposite Jayce and turned my head to face him. He kissed me again, needy, desperate. His tongue became aggressive as he plundered my mouth. I let him take control of the kiss, let him take me harder, rougher. He ground himself against my side and my mouth watered, knowing what was waiting for me.

Jayce slid down my body, moving his mouth to my collarbone, pressing his lips against the swell of my breasts, licking and sucking all the way down. I searched with my hands to find the firm muscles of his chest and abs, enjoying the feel of him beneath my fingers.

When my skin was reddened and tingling from kisses, Jayce ran his hand down my neck, pressing his thumb against the marks he'd left. He continued down across my chest, skimming past my breasts and heading straight to the apex of my thighs, cupping me between my legs. I let my head fall back with a moan, breaking away from Neil's kiss.

Neil slipped a hand into my hair and cradled the back of my head, forcing me to look at him. His eyes burned bright and a harsh breath escaped his mouth.

"You ready to take my cock into your mouth, sweetheart?"

My heart pounded erratically and a thrill went through me.

"I want to taste you." The words tumbled out without input from my brain.

His hand brushed through the hair on the top of my head, and then he was pulling me up onto my hands and knees on the bed. I let him guide me until my mouth was level with his belt. Jayce positioned himself behind me, pressing his hardness against my thigh. Neil's cock was just as hard inside his pants.

I reached forward, but Neil slapped my hand away.

"No hands."

I inhaled a sharp breath at his tone, forceful and commanding. It made something inside me stir, something dark and delicious.

He tangled his hand in my hair with a tight grasp, pressing my mouth toward him. My heartbeat increased in tempo as he drew me closer. I was enjoying the subtle force pushing me down, perhaps more than I should have.

I leaned forward and used my lips and tongue to find the zipper. When I uncovered my prize, I pulled it down, the metal grating sound the only noise in the room aside from our ragged breathing. He pulled himself out, gripping lightly.

My first glimpse of Neil's cock. It was rock hard with a slight upward curve. He rubbed the tip all over my mouth, parting my lips with every move of his hips, holding me in place with a hand on the back of my head.

"Now you can touch it."

I took his cock in one hand. He was long and smooth, perfectly formed beneath my fingers. I stroked down his cock slowly, then gripped tighter around him before I slid back up. Neil grunted, and I couldn't help the flush that rose to my cheeks at the thought that I pleased him.

"Remember what I told you?"

I looked up at him without speaking.

"I want to see those pretty pink lips stretched around my cock."

My heartbeat spiked in my chest. I parted my lips expectantly and he pushed forward, his blunt head sliding between the circle of my lips. I swiped a firm lick across his cockhead and a hum of pleasure escaped his throat.

"Take my cock into your mouth."

He wasn't kidding about being domineering.

I took him into my mouth, lips slowly sliding down his hot flesh inch by inch. I flicked my tongue back and forth, enjoying the taste of his hard cock, enjoying the musky scent of his arousal mixed with a faint hint of soap.

"You like the feeling of my cock on your tongue?"

A pulse of heat went through me at those words. I couldn't keep still, hips squirming back and forth, thighs pressing together.

Behind me, Jayce must have felt me squirming, because he peeled off my underwear until it was halfway down my thighs, giving him a delicious view of my backside. He spread my legs apart with his knees and ran his fingers along the soft skin of my inner thigh.

"So fucking hot," he growled. "Can't wait to sink myself into you."

Jayce pushed a finger between my hot folds, tracing a line through my slit, feeling the wetness already gathered there. It sent delicious shivers down my spine. One finger found its way toward my entrance and I bucked back into his hand.

"You want something, baby?"

Neil pulled out so I could answer.

"Yes," I gasped.

"Tell me what you need."

"I need it. I need you. Please."

He slipped a finger inside; I gasped and moaned at the intrusion.

"I'm not sure I believe you. I don't think you want it enough."

He took his hand away, pulling out of me completely. The rush of cool air was almost unbearable. I whined, desperate, and he chuckled darkly. He moved closer to me and pressed his cockhead against my clit, rubbing. After teasing me until I was panting and gasping, he rubbed the length of himself along my dripping slit. My body trembled. I ached inside. My impatience got the better of me and I pushed back against him hard. He pulled away and I whimpered. My disappointment must have been obvious.

"You need to make me believe you want it."

"Please. I need it," I gasped. "I need you inside me."

As a reward for my begging, he placed his hard cock at my entrance. His hands gripped my hips tight, holding me in place. I trembled. My whole body tingled in anticipation.

He pushed into me with one hard stroke. My eyes flew open and I cried out in pleasure. A deep growl reverberated in his chest. His cock was hot and throbbing as he worked himself into me. I gasped at the stretch, at the burn of it. He was thick and hard as steel.

He was spearing me open and I couldn't believe how good it felt. My internal muscles clenched and unclenched. I reveled in the delicious pressure of his cockhead spreading open my inner walls. Slickness ran down my thighs, coating his shaft. My hands clutched two handfuls of the soft sheets. He was fully embedded inside me. I struggled with the thickness of his cock, the width of it, the stretch of it. That delicious stretching had me writhing around on the bedspread, unable to keep my hips still.

"Don't forget about me, sweetheart."

Neil pushed himself back into my mouth and I licked and lapped at his cock, trying to focus on my task, distracting myself from the desire rising within me. I wanted to give him my full attention.

As Jayce fucked me from behind, I applied a careful suction at the tip, and Neil's breath turned ragged, wanting. I peeked up at him through my lashes and was mesmerized by the blissed out look on his face. Wetness continued to flow between my legs, making Jayce's cock dripping wet with my slick. I tried to quell the ache that began to overwhelm my senses. I tried instead to concentrate on the hard, swollen flesh resting on the tip of my tongue, on the throbbing meat sliding between my lips. I tried to concentrate on the hard pole pounding into me from behind.

Neil shifted his hips, pushing himself closer. He must have had enough of my slow licking, of the teasing. I gave a full body wriggle of anticipation. I'd had enough of the teasing, too.

He gave a thrust of his hips and his cock slid all the way to the back of my mouth. He held himself there for a long moment and I forced myself to relax, forced myself to breathe around the thick cock stuffed inside me.

He pulled out, giving me a moment to catch my breath. I looked down at his thick tool. My lipstick had smeared all over his cock, leaving bright pink streaks. The sight caused another flood of desire to pulse through me. He moved his hips, pushing to shove his cock back into my mouth, going further this time. My breath came in short, audible bursts between thrusts. He repeated the process several times over, going faster and faster each time as I moaned around him. Then he pushed his cock in deep and held it there as the inner walls of my throat tensed and constricted around him. A primal growl of need was torn from his throat.

"That's it, sweetheart. Swallow around my cock."

Wetness gushed down my thighs, and I didn't know whether it was from the steady in and out of Jayce's cock or from the thought of taking Neil's cock halfway down my throat.

I squeezed my thighs together, feeling that sweet ache intensify. Jayce gasped as my inner muscles milked his cock. He pushed into me harder and I flexed around him. Then he slipped free of my folds. I keened around Neil's cock, a high pitched sound. I couldn't stop my hips from moving in small circles, trying to entice him back.

"I think you've been too preoccupied with that cock in your mouth. I think you need to pay more attention to me."

He grabbed my hips and drove himself inside, shoving into me again. He growled and bucked his hips, working his way deeper inside. I was stretching, twitching, burning. He didn't start thrusting yet, just held himself inside me.

I pulled off Neil's cock and turned my head, wanting to see Jayce, wanting to see his face as he fucked me. His pupils were dilated and glazed with lust. He placed a hand on each cheek, flexing his fingers into the soft flesh, then gave my ass an audible smack. I jumped at the slight sting, moaning as heat filled me up from the inside and more slickness dripped down my thighs.

My desire was growing almost painful, reaching an agonizing peak. I longed to slip my hand down my body to touch myself. I whined and rocked back and forth on my heels, pushing back onto Jayce's cock.

"You need something, sweetheart?"

Neil ran his fingers along my cheek and cupped my chin, forcing my head up until I was looking at him, panting and needy. He slowly pushed himself back inside my mouth, cockhead popping through the circle of my lips.

"Spread your legs wide."

I did as he said, moaning as the shift drove Jayce's cock even further into me.

"Touch yourself."

I pressed my palm against my stomach, bracing myself on the bedspread with one hand. I slowly drifted downward until I was between my thighs. I could feel Jayce's cock right there, holding himself still, not fucking me yet.

"Now play with your clit."

It was just like before, when he'd commanded me to fuck myself with my fingers through text. I did as he said and slid my middle finger along my clit, groaning and feeling the wetness coating it. I stroked myself with my own fingers. I slid up, then down, feeling myself throb. My fingers glided easily as I ran them in circles around my clit. I moaned around Neil's cock, still stuffed in my mouth, and rocked my hips back against Jayce's cock. I closed my eyes for a moment and relished the feeling of being filled from both ends.

"Do it harder."

I thumbed at my clit, pressing hard, and a tingling sensation ran through me, starting at my core and spreading out to all my limbs.

Neil pumped his hips, filling my mouth with his cock again and again. I stroked hard with my fingers, matching his pace, circling around my clit with every thrust of his cock.

"I want you to come now. I want you to come as I fuck your face."

I worked my clit furiously, trying to obey his command, trying to reach that peak. Jolts of sensation wracked my nerves. My skin felt like it was on fire. The need inside me was so intense. It was too much. I exploded, feeling sticky liquid drip out of me and onto Jayce's cock. I moaned around the cock in my mouth, humming around it.

"Did you come?"

My trembling limbs gave him the answer even without me speaking.

"Good girl." He pulled his cock out of my mouth. "Lick your fingers."

I did as he said, bringing my shaking fingers to my mouth and licking my own wetness off of them. I looked into his eyes as I did it, slowly dragging my tongue over my digits. His eyes burned into me. He gripped both sides of my head, clenching my hair tight in his fists.

"Fuck, sweetheart, do you have any idea how hot you look?"

He thrust his hips forward and I took him down quickly. He resumed fucking my mouth with his stiff cock, plunging himself in and out. I surrendered, giving up all control. He pumped himself in and out, his shaft sliding between my wet lips. I sucked him down, keeping a perfect rhythm.

Jayce must have been feeling ignored, because he slowly pulled out, leaving just his cockhead buried inside me.

"Tell me what you want." He growled the words into my ear. "Tell me what you want me to do to you."

I turned my head around, looking deep into Jayce's eyes, blazing hot and laser-focused on my own. I spoke the words with no hesitation. "Fuck me. I need you to fuck me."

His eyes were glittering darkly. Was he finally going to give me what I'd been begging for?

He drove into me all at once. I cried out, body jolting and bucking as he made sure to ram his cock deep. Somehow, he knew that I craved the roughness he showed me much more so than any tenderness.

"Yes," I sobbed out. "Harder, faster, please."

Jayce picked up the pace, pounding into me, giving me everything I needed. My heartbeat thumped in time with his thrusts, so fast was the rapid in and out. He fucked me with a fury, hard and fast, not letting up for a second. I cried out in delicious pleasure, clenching my fists in the sheets.

With a jolt of his hips, Neil shoved himself back inside. My lips touched the base of his cock and he let out a deep moan, keeping me in place with a hand on the back of my neck. I whimpered around his cock, moaning at the luscious feeling of him inside my mouth. He eased up on the pressure, pulling back slightly, then he pushed his full length into me again. I couldn't stop the sounds of need from escaping. He fucked my mouth, heedless of my whimpers and moans. Each sound only resulted in him fucking me even faster, every slight hitch of breath making his cock pulse inside my mouth.

"You ready to swallow me down, sweetheart?"

I did my best to nod around his cock. His breathing deepened, sounding harsh in his throat. I knew it was only a matter of time before he flooded my mouth. His thrusts became rougher, erratic. He pushed himself as far into my throat as he could, bucking against me.

A low growl sounded deep in his chest and his cock jerked over my tongue. The first shot hit the back of my throat with a violent speed. I savored the heat of it as my throat convulsed around him.

He pulled back slowly, still throbbing, still releasing himself into me. His cock twitched, another shot of fluid spilling onto my tongue, and I swallowed down everything he had to give me.

Finally, when the flood of it subsided, he pulled out of my mouth and I dropped my head down, gasping, trying to catch my breath. He knelt down in front of me and pressed a kiss to my forehead. He was still dressed in his pants and collared shirt, although both were undone and parted.

Jayce continued fucking me, and with my mind no longer distracted by pleasuring Neil, my arousal built up again, unbearable, until I was shivering and moaning.