Page 77 of My Crazy Killers
He shakes his head.“No, my love. This happened the way it needed to. Don’t forget they’d lost you for three weeks; they needed time with you, too. But now, I get you all to myself so I can stare into your eyes and watch your beautiful face as I make you come.”
I nod my head as I sit up and grab his arms, encouraging him to move closer. “Yes, that’s what I want, too. Make love to me, Jagger.”
Thankfully, he’s finally done signing, and I watch with eagerness as he grabs my hips and tilts them up toward him so he can align himself with my entrance. He nudges his tip in before his head lifts, his eyes meeting mine. He bucks his hips, just an inch, and I gasp. A smile starts to spread across his lips, and I watch in amazement.
Jagger is…smiling.
This time, he pushes in and doesn’t stop, it’s just one slow, drawn-out thrust until his hips are pressed tightly to mine. “Yes! Jagger!” I tilt my head back and close my eyes, but then immediately remember what he said, so I open them and look back at him. He nods in approval, and I smile.
He pulls out his hips and thrusts in again, hard. Then he starts to move in a glorious rhythm as I try my best to keep my eyes on him. I reach up and rake my nails through his short hair and scratch his scalp, which makes him push a little harder.
I hold on to the spot where his shoulders meet his neck,and even that spot is a firm muscle that turns me on. I lift my left leg to wrap around his waist, but he grabs me by my knee and pushes my leg toward my chest, splitting me open. I cry out, and his eyes spark with a newfound passion.
He keeps my leg there as he carries on thrusting, now reaching an even deeper part of me. His eyes bore into mine as he grits his teeth. I can tell he’s on edge, as close to coming as I am.
“Together,” I tell him, squeezing his shoulder as I try to hold back my own release. My entire body feels like a live wire, seconds away from giving me a shock that’ll render me immobile. Even my toes tremble with each buck of his hips.
“I’m so close,” I whisper. “Are you?” He nods, shifting his weight so he can move a hand between us and pinch my clit.
‘Come,’he mouths. I finally let go, and the pulses that start shooting through my core make me scream. I fight to keep my eyes open and on Jagger, wanting to give him what he wants, as my entire body convulses under him. I can feel my core squeezing him so tightly that a grunt actually escapes him, surprising me. He gives me a few short thrusts before he presses tightly into me, his torso twitching as he lets go.
My own orgasm continues to roll through me, his release just extending mine until all that’s left of me is a pile of twitching goo. He dips his head to kiss my neck, and I finally let my eyes close. He turns me to the side as he lies down and pulls me against him, moving my raised leg to slide around his back.
His cock is still inside of me. He’s not as hard anymore, but it’s still hard enough to make me moan as we shift into place. I lift my head and blink my eyes open. He cups the sideof my face, his thumb stroking my cheek, making me smile. “Hi.”
He gives me a little smile that makes mine grow. “I love seeing you smile. It looks good on you.” He kisses the tip of my nose, and I giggle. “You seem relaxed, calm.” He nods as if agreeing with that assessment. “I like this look on you. Once we’re done with all this Ivan stuff, I hope you look like this all the time.”
At the mention of his father’s name, his eyes darken a fraction, then he leans forward and kisses me. Again, he takes his time, his tongue exploring every inch of mine as our hands start to roam each other’s bodies.
Slowly, his hips start to move, and I feel him start to harden. It’s a new sensation, literally feeling his arousal growing inside of me, and it has my hips moving on their own.
The bed dips behind me, and we both look over my shoulder to see Sly with one knee on the bed, in only his boxers. “I came in to check on you two.” His eyes bounce between us, then move down my body to where Jagger is slowly thrusting into me. The corner of his mouth twitches in amusement. “I can see you’re doing just fine in here.”
He looks at Jagger as he asks, “Did you make it clear that she’s free to express however she’s feeling in the moment?” His eyes move to me, and he continues, “That she can be brazen or shy, and we’ll love her just the same?”
Jagger’s nose runs up and down the side of my neck in a nod, and I lick my lips as I stare at Sly’s unwavering gaze. Jagger’s hips thrust a little harder, and a moan escapes my lips, making Sly’s eyes darken with arousal.
“Maybe I should help reinforce the lesson. What do you think?” he asks, his eyes meeting Jagger’s. I assume Jaggernods because suddenly, Sly is shoving his boxers down and grabbing a bottle of lube from the side table.
Who put that there?
That thought is gone as quickly as it enters my head when Sly starts stroking his cock. He’s a little longer than Jagger, but thinner, and as he climbs on the bed behind me, I suddenly realize where he means to put it.
I suck in a breath of surprise as he grins down at me. Damn, these two are killing me today with their smiles.
Jagger pulls my face back to him and starts kissing me again. This time, he’s not as gentle. I’m not sure if it’s a means to distract me, but it does just that. Between his thrusting hips and dominating tongue, I almost don’t notice Sly moving to lie down at my back.
I’m quickly reminded of his presence, though, when he slides a lubed finger into my ass, making me cry out against Jagger, who’s now flicking one of my nipples.
I find it hard to focus on any one thing when so much is happening at once. It’s overwhelming and perfect as I try to figure out what to focus on. Sly makes that call for me when he removes his finger and nudges the end of his cock in. My fingers tighten against Jagger as Sly whispers, “Easy now, relax for me.” I take a deep breath, then try to do as he says, focusing on Jagger’s finger instead. “Good girl,” Sly whispers against my neck, kissing me right below my ear as he slowly pushes in.
I whimper, and Sly keeps whispering to me through it. “Shh, shh, that’s it. That’s my good girl. Yes, see how perfect you are for me. For us.”
His words help to build my arousal and forget about the slight pain of him pressing in. And once he’s fully inside, they both hold still, letting me get used to beingfilled by them. Jagger continues kissing me while Sly sucks and nibbles at my neck.
It only takes a minute or two for the tight pressure to shift from the edge of pain to pleasure. And suddenly, I need them to move more than anything else. I move my hips between them, trying to show them what I want, and Sly chuckles against my skin.
“Hold still, little bird. Let us move. You just stay still and enjoy it.” My core pulses with delight at his words as both he and Jagger place a hand on my hip and hold me still.
