Page 21 of In Their Hearts
Grant
I was getting the bed ready, but there's no way I missed her saying she wants an orgasm from us. If left up to Clay, he’ll see how many times he can get her off in the next hour.
She probably has no idea what she's agreeing to, but I'm also in awe of the fact that she trusts us. That she's opening up.
That holds so much more meaning than we probably know. She hasn't been with anyone for years. Eight, she said. That would've been when she was nineteen or twenty. I get the feeling we aren’t going to like what happened.
Yeah, there's more to Jo than meets the eye. But that’s a discussion for another time. Right now, I'm dying to taste her and show her more pleasure than she knew was possible.
"Clay, bring her over and let’s get her comfortable."
We need to be careful as she is still healing. Clay helps her strip out of her clothes, down to her bra and underwear. And getting her boot off. I grab an extra pillow to rest her foot on.
"You’re gorgeous, Jo. So pretty."
She flushes and turns away. "Thank you... No one has ever said that to me."
I turn her to face me, bringing her eyes back up to meet mine.
“I plan to tell you all the time. Better get used to it. You're fucking sexy, and I'm sorry you haven't heard it enough."
“But Jo, I'm not sorry that you're single because we want you in our bed. Now, it’s time we show you that.” Clay helps her into bed.
We get her comfortable, then strip down to our boxers, giving her a little show before lying on either side of her. Surrounding her.
“I want a taste.” I lean in to run my tongue over her swollen lips from Clay's kisses. Then I push my tongue in. She tastes like champagne and my husband. Delicious.
I keep her close, kissing and exploring. I quickly get lost in kissing her. She moans into my mouth. I know Clay is kissing her everywhere he can reach. She needs to get used to us touching her. To have our hands on her.
“Jo, I've never been kicked out of a hotel, but if it's because of your sexy noises, I'm more than happy to get in trouble.” I wink, keeping it light and fun. I want her to enjoy herself.
When we get her back home, I plan to make sure she screams our names. No holding back.
My hand roams over her body, touching every inch of exposed skin. Back and forth. Heating her up until she's moving with me. Until I know she's ready for more
I leave her sweet lips, trailing down her body and moving lower.
“Can I taste you here?” I tease at her bra, not pulling it down until she gives the okay.
“Yes.” She says breathlessly.
My hand moves quickly to expose her dark red nipple. Saliva pools in my mouth as I go to suck it between my lips.
“Ah!” She cries out.
“Oh, yes, love. Your nipples are dying for attention.” Clay exposes her other nipple. We both lick and suck. Drawing more sexy noises from her.
Her hands thread through my hair, gripping tighter. She's close.
“Ah... Ahhh... that feels so good.”
We continue to torture her nipples and flesh. My hand covers her sex, and I press down over her underwear. Increasing the pressure on her clit.
“I'm coming,” she hangs onto both of us as she rides out her first of many orgasms tonight.
“Wow.” She pants. Her chest is rising and falling fast.
“There's more. Plenty more, and we haven't tasted the best part of you yet.”
