Chapter 21: Dream Sex 2
"So soft, still so pure. Your skin is sensitive because of the lotion. I prepared you by bathing you and applying a stimulant that will make this experience more enjoyable for all three of us. You do not have to worry. Just let your body do its part."
I want you to know I was panting like an absolute fool. Standing there suspended from the ceiling panting. This was ridiculous. I needed to stay in control. If I could just hold on, maybe they would let me go and I could run out of there and never look back and pretend none of this ever happened.
My mind was saying all of that. Loudly. Repeatedly.
It was the only part of me saying it.
My body and soul were fighting for dominance and the devastating part was that they were winning. Easily.
"Teach me," the words slipped from my mouth before I could stop them.
Now my mouth had joined the opposition. I was outvoted three to one and the only holdout was a brain that was rapidly losing ground. I closed my eyes and felt the tug of war happening inside me. The more I tried to hold on the more my mind surrendered, piece by piece, until it collapsed quietly into nothingness. I tried to save it. It slipped through my fingers. The rest of me stood around watching as my body slowly took my hand and led me into the dark.
"Your mind will be fine," Garrett said. "But this is one battle it was never going to win. Let it rest. We will see you through."
Every part of me walked hand in hand into the darkness.
I opened my eyes.
I was not afraid.
Those hazel eyes smiled at me.
"Welcome back," he said. "Let us begin."
I looked into the mirror facing me as Garrett moved behind me.
"Now that I have your undivided attention," he said, "I promise you will not regret this."
The door opened.
Jacob walked in.
Brown hair slicked back like he had just stepped out of a shower. His skin glowed the same way Garrett’s did, the same way mine apparently did. His gait was unhurried and deliberate, his thick thighs making promises with every step. He was wearing black fitted shorts and the erection sitting high above them left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Those clear blue eyes caught the light and danced with it. I could not breathe. My mind was gone but my body compensated with a natural calm that settled over me like permission.
His bare chest rippled as each step engaged his muscles and I wanted to lick him from collarbone to floor.
He walked directly up to me and took my face in his hands. He rubbed slow circles against my cheekbones and continued down my neck to the base of my skull. I became absolute putty. His fingertips worked slowly down from my skull and Garrett came behind me simultaneously and lightly bit the back of my neck right where Jacob had just massaged. My body broke into a sweat. He repeated that move down each vertebrae. Then Garrett took my backside in both hands and gripped each cheek softly, preparing it with deliberate intention. Butterfly kisses followed on every inch of my backside.
Then he slapped it.
I yelled out.
Before the pain could fully register his mouth was on it, licking and kissing every sting away. "Oh God," I cried out. The friction from each slap made my sex clench repeatedly and there was nothing I could do but take it.
"Tell us what you want Cadence," Jacob whispered against my lips, his eyes holding mine while Garrett’s hands traced the inside of each thigh from behind.
"Tell us," Garrett said into my ear.
"Just say the words," Jacob followed, "and we promise you ecstasy."
I had no more resistance left anywhere in my body.
"YES. Please. Use me as you wish. Please. I need you both. My body is on fire and only you two can put it out. Release me."
In a flash they switched. Garrett was now in front of me and Jacob behind. Garrett took one breast between his lips, sucking and pulling it gently between his teeth while one hand stroked my thigh and the other held my face. Jacob kissed below my scalp from behind, one hand massaging through my hair and the other drawing small careful circles against my now oversensitive skin. My essence ran down my leg. My orgasm was already building from the pit of my stomach.
They both began their descent together.
Garrett licked and blew cool air down my stomach, placing butterfly kisses on every drop of wetness while I pushed my body toward him desperately. Jacob rubbed his hands down my back in long loving strokes and kissed each side of my backside until he reached the split between them. He traced the opening slowly back and forth with one finger until my legs spread on their own. His kisses resumed at the outer thigh just below.
"Someone is leaking without permission," Jacob said. "We cannot have that Cadence. Final warning."
He ran his tongue from the end of the drop of my essence back up to where it had started.
"Damn," he said. "Sweet like sugar." He dipped one finger into the honey pot and I bit my bottom lip so hard I tasted blood. My arms gripped the chains above me for everything they were worth.
"Please please please do not stop," I managed.
"Are you sure sweetheart?" Garrett said, a breath away from my sex. "We can smell your desire. We know your body wants this. But will you let go completely? That is the real question."
I moved toward him.
He stepped back.
"Answer him," Jacob said quietly. "We can still feel your hesitation. You said you wanted this but we need you to mean it this time. If you cannot let go you will stay here forever and we will not be able to bring you back. So please Cadence. Let go."
"YYYEEEESSSSS," I said. And this time every single part of me meant it.
Garrett nodded at Jacob. Then Garrett’s hot mouth covered my sex completely and Jacob latched onto my nipple and sucked while his other hand pinched the second. My cries filled the entire room. Every nerve ending in my body seemed to converge at a single point in my stomach and my control evaporated completely.
"Now you can cum," Jacob’s voice said low in my ear.
My body spasmed. The release that tore through me echoed off every wall. The mirror vibrated. I looked into it as my eyes rolled back and came forward again to find two impossibly beautiful men in front of and behind me paying complete attention to every part of me.
Two fingers entered me and worked in and out. My second orgasm rose from my feet and moved violently upward. Two tongues. Two sets of fingers. Two men on their knees. One finger withdrew and slid to the opening at my backside. Wetness was now escaping from both directions and Garrett was doing his very best not to miss a single drop.
"You were right Jacob," Garrett said, pulling back just long enough to speak. "She tastes incredible."
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