28. Lila
28
LILA
T his time, I didn't feel a single ounce of anxiety about my decision as Miles, Felipe, and I rode the elevator together. I'd had both of these men before, and I was ready for round two—and rounds four, six, and ten, for that matter.
My body was humming with need just from these two strong men placing their hands on my thighs. Of course, they didn't know yet that they'd been so close to my bare, gushing pussy, but they'd find out I hadn't worn panties tonight soon enough, and my blood heated at the thought of how they'd react. Felipe and Miles were so different as men, and in bed, and there was something exciting about the prospect of seeing the two of them work together to bring me pleasure. They were such good business partners, I was sure they'd be unstoppable in this, too.
When we made it into Felipe's hotel room, the one cocktail I'd had warming me just as much as the anticipation, I headed straight for the bed and lay across it, ready to be ravished. Felipe laughed, and Miles grinned, too, and they both moved toward me as if in slow motion.
Miles reached me first with his longer strides, and he climbed onto the bed, his expression serious as he moved to kiss me. It was careful and slow, hesitant. He wasn't a performer, not one who was usually keen on having an audience. But he became more comfortable as the kiss deepened, my own lips guiding him as my need for him grew. Then, I felt Felipe join us on my other side. I broke contact with Miles' lips to kiss Felipe, showing him how badly I'd missed him in the time we were apart. He was smiling when he pulled away from me.
"Tell us what you want, mi amor , and we'll do it," he said, his eyes blazing with lustful intensity. "We want to give you the pleasure you deserve."
Miles hummed in agreement. Always so efficient, he took the pause while I considered the possibilities to reach for me, sliding his careful hands down each of my bare legs to reach my ankles. It was hard to think of what to ask for when his hands were on me. God, where was I supposed to start? I wanted everything. All of it. I wanted them both to surrender themselves to me. Miles reached my first shoe, his intention clearly to undo the buckles on my impractical heels, but as he lifted the first of my legs to better access it, he caught a glimpse under my skirt and froze.
My pulse was thundering in my ears. Miles couldn't drag his eyes away from my pussy, staring at it like an oasis in the desert. Felipe took notice of this and followed his friend's gaze. Miles spread my thighs to give him a better view.
"Oh, Lila. You play so innocent, but then you show up with no panties? That's not good girl behavior." Felipe was grinning wickedly as he said it, and I felt my nipples peak against the silken fabric of my dress.
"I never said I was innocent," I told him. "I have plenty of impure thoughts about both of you right now."
"Tell us," Miles demanded.
Miles finished removing both of my shoes before I was able to answer. Then, I started with something simple. "I want to undress you. Both of you," I breathed.
They obliged, giving me room to sit up so I could take more control. I stripped off Felipe's jacket first, then I turned to Miles and began undoing his shirt buttons. Soon, they were both bare from the waist up, Felipe's olive-brown skin a stark contrast to his friend's cool paleness. Miles was leaner than Felipe, too, with a fine layer of golden hair to contrast Felipe's pure black line going down from his belly button. They were both so different, but so perfectly mine.
When I placed a hand on each of their chests, right over their beating hearts, both men leaned into my touch. Felipe moved forward to kiss my neck, making me sigh in pleasure, while I reached for his belt buckle and started to undo it. As he slid the belt free from his pants, I moved to do the same to Miles, managing to release his button and zipper in no time, too. Soon, both men were down to their underwear, their hard bulges making my mouth water, and I pulled them both to me by their waistbands, my next request forming in my mind and on my lips.
"I want to suck Felipe's cock," I heard myself saying in a voice that felt unfamiliar to me, my cheeks flushing all the while, "and I want Miles to lick my pussy. Please."
Felipe swore in Spanish, and Miles looked at me with nothing but need in his icy eyes. Easily and with much enthusiasm, they both moved to follow my orders.
Miles reached for the zipper at my back, and he and Felipe both helped strip me bare, each taking one of the straps at my shoulders and dragging it down until my breasts were exposed, then my stomach, and then every inch of me. Miles threw the dress to the side and knelt on the floor at the edge of the bed, while Felipe brought himself closer to me and helped me adjust.
It was logistically more difficult to navigate three of us at once, but Miles was smart and solution-minded, even in this, so he pulled me further down the mattress until I was perched at the edge. He parted my legs and propped them up on his shoulders, which was already deeply sexy. Felipe had no issues with my awkwardness, either. He got comfortable, kneeling beside me on the duvet, and then his hard cock was so close to my lips, though it was still covered for now.
"Comfortable?" Miles asked from his spot at the foot of the bed. Honestly, the answer was yes. Felipe's body was warm beside me and his fingers were stroking my hair, Miles had his hands on me, and there was no place in the world I'd rather be than here. I nodded, and Miles took that as his cue, letting his wicked tongue slide out and drag through my wetness. I shivered, and he dove in with a hot, open-mouthed kiss.
I was almost too lost in the sensations to remember I'd assigned myself a task, too. I was panting from the pleasure Miles was giving me when I turned my face toward Felipe and reached up to free him from his boxer-briefs.
Miles flicked my clit with his tongue right at that moment, and when my mouth popped open on a gasp, I took that opportunity to pull Felipe between my lips, which earned a sharp breath from him, too. This was only my second blowjob, but I felt that I'd learned from the first one, so I gripped the base of his hardness with a firm pressure and sucked him, wet and messily, just like I wanted.
Felipe groaned, fisting his hand into my hair. The gentle tugs at my roots only heightened the eroticism of the experience. I felt my hips start to undulate involuntarily, working with the rhythm of Miles' tongue, and I let my free hand slide down to his neat hair, too. From the way he moaned into my pussy, shooting pleasure straight to my clit from the low vibration, I could tell he didn't mind that I'd made him uncharacteristically tousled from the way he increased his efforts to wring out every bit of pleasure my pussy could handle.
It was almost embarrassing how quickly I could feel myself approaching the edge. Just knowing I was at both men's mercy at the same time had me trembling with desire, and when Miles slid two long fingers inside me, hooking them upward at the same time as he pounded my clit with his tongue, I cried out around Felipe's cock, my body jerking hard as an orgasm took me on a wild ride.
Felipe was cursing under his breath as he did it, but he pulled himself free from my lips to keep from finishing in my mouth. He was breathing through his nose, holding himself back so he could make this last. Instead, he watched me ride out the ecstatic waves from my side, and he watched still when Miles pulled away from my pussy to share my own warm taste with me through a sensual kiss. I was panting when Miles broke our kiss, and Felipe was watching me with his fraying thread of control visible in his tense expression.
"Tell me to fuck you, Lila," he pleaded. "Please, before I go mad."
"Fuck me," I gasped out on command. My pussy was throbbing with the need to be filled, and I hadn't had Felipe since our first night, so I was desperate for it. I looked to Miles, too, hoping for more guidance since my brain was melting after my climax, and he already had an idea of his own. He looked to Felipe, and the two men exchanged a nod that had excitement racing through my veins.
When Felipe came to the foot of the bed and flipped me over onto my stomach, my eyes grew wide. Meanwhile, Miles was stripping off his underwear, and his cock was at full attention as he moved closer to my face. He helped me up onto my hands so I was on all fours on the bed, and I wriggled my ass back toward Felipe, spreading my thighs to give him better access.
"Sweet Jesus, Lila, your ass in the air is a gorgeous sight," Felipe said. Miles grunted his agreement, and then Felipe was gripping my hips and plunging himself inside me with one hard, thorough thrust.
"Oh, my God," I cried out, locking eyes with Miles, who licked his lips at the sight of me. As Felipe gave me a moment to adjust to his fullness, Miles placed a finger on my chin, tipping it down so I would open my mouth for him. Then, gentler than Felipe, he thrust his cock into me, too.
I couldn't help but groan around Miles' length in my mouth. It was so fucking good like this, my mouth and pussy full at the same time, and as I started to give Miles the same voracious, sloppy treatment I gave to Felipe before, Felipe began to fuck my pussy just right. It was slow at first, but with every few thrusts, he increased his pace until he was slamming in and out of me with the intensity I needed. I sucked Miles just as hard as I was being fucked, wanting to be sure the pleasure I was getting transferred to him, too. He threw his head back, groaning. It was so hot, seeing his composure fall away completely as he lost himself in my mouth.
I could do this forever, sucking down the full, succulent length of Miles with all my might while Felipe pounded a punishing rhythm directly against my G-spot. It was heaven. It was torture, too. Miles leaned forward, shoving himself further down my throat while his arms reached beneath me to grab my tits. God, I loved how much he loved them, how beautiful and sexy it made me feel when he couldn't keep his hands away from their fullness.
My second climax crept up on me, then crashed like a tidal wave. I moaned long and hard around the cock in my mouth, my pussy convulsing along with the rest of my muscles from my thighs up to my chest. It was ecstasy, and I still wanted more, still needed to tip both of these men over the edge, too.
Felipe's thrusts became erratic as his own orgasm threatened, and Miles was clenching his jaw to resist finishing, too. I wanted them both to go ahead, to fill me with their cum from both ends. But with a harsh, whispered, " Fuck, " I felt the sudden emptiness of Felipe withdrawing from me.
"I want to come on her tits," Felipe let out in a rush, explaining himself before I could become forlorn at the lack of him. "Miles, come get your fill of her sweet pussy."
Oh, God. It was deliciously naughty, how the two of them were arranging the chess pieces for me. I wanted them to use my body like a toy, and then to hold me like a treasured prize. It seemed that was exactly what they were going to give me.
Miles pulled himself out of my mouth with labored breaths, moving quickly to reposition me, so surprisingly strong for his slim frame. He practically somersaulted me, flipping and turning me so that I was on my back again in seconds, my head toward the foot of the bed this time. Then he was impaling me with his substantial length as Felipe jerked his cock in his hand right over my face.
It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen, the veins of his hand and his cock bulging with the effort, the dangle of his balls so close I could almost suck them into my mouth if I had the energy to stretch up a little. When Felipe came, his hot seed streaked itself over my tits, just like he wanted, and I was surprised by how much I liked it. One spurt, two, three, painting me wantonly with his mess. I whimpered, and it turned into a full-throated moan when Miles lifted one of my legs and threw it over his shoulder, spreading me obscenely and giving himself a new angle for his thrusts.
"Fuck, yes, " I cried, tears springing to my eyes from the overwhelming pleasure of the whole scene. I could feel that I was close again already, and I marveled at it. How many times could I realistically come in one night? Part of me wanted to test my limits—but I thought that might be better saved for a night soon when I could have all three of the men who had been owning my body so thoroughly as of late.
"You're so fucking tight," Miles ground out from between his teeth as he picked up his hips' pace, fucking me further down the bed with the force of it.
"You're so, so big, and so hard," I let out shakily. "It's too good. I'm–I'm gonna come again!"
I got the most insane urge to spew mushy nonsense, something like I love you, both of you, I want you to fuck me like this forever, I want you both to come inside me, I want to bear your children, but instead, I let my emotions out in the form of wordless moans. Then, impossibly, my orgasm struck me like lightning, even more intense than the two I'd had before, and immediately after, Miles swore loudly and erupted, spraying my inner walls with his cum. The pulses of my inner muscles pulled every drop from him, clenching down as his cock throbbed and twitched and finally started to relax.
It took us all a while to become real again. Then, just as I knew they would, both of my men treated me like a queen. Felipe brought a wet washcloth from the bathroom and lovingly cleaned off my chest, and Miles kissed his way from my upper thigh all the way to my lips, stopping before our mouths met to ask me, "Are you alright?"
"I'm amazing, " I gushed. "Too good for words. But I'll be better when both of you get in the bed and hold me between you. I need that, I think."
Just like they had all evening, they both happily obliged. I basked in the glow of this night, this perfectly unconventional relationship I never could have dreamed up myself, and fell asleep between the two of them before I could even text Gina and Christine with the news. Like everything in the world but sleep and the warmth of Miles and Felipe's bodies, they could wait.