Chapter 3

Jeremy’s grip on my neck loosened, and he withdrew his softening cock from my mouth with a wet pop. I took a deep breath, tasting him on my tongue, my cheeks still flushed with embarrassment and desire.

Alex, his chest rising and falling with excitement, leaned in and placed a tender kiss on my cheek before his tongue slithered down to my neck, tasting the salt and sweat that had gathered there. His hands gripped my hips, his thumbs tracing the curve of my ass.

With a sudden jolt of desire, he buried his face between my legs, his tongue darting out to lick up the trail of cum and juices that had been left behind. His tongue was hot and rough, sending a bolt of pleasure through me as he lapped up the mess.

The sensations were overwhelming, a symphony of licks and nibbles that had my hips bucking against Alex’s face. I could feel an orgasm building, tightening my muscles and making me moan. I didn’t know if I should be scared or thrilled, but all I could do was give in to the sensation.

Mike took the opportunity to remove his own shirt, revealing a chest that was a canvas of ink, each tattoo telling a story of his past. He leaned over me, his cock hard and pressing against my stomach. He took one of my nipples between his teeth, biting down gently as Alex continued his relentless assault on my clit. The combination of pleasure and pain had me writhing, my body responding in a way that I had never felt before.

Jeremy’s hand slid down to my stomach, his thumb tracing the line of my belly button. He whispered into my ear, “You’re doing so good, baby. Just let go.” His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt my pussy clench around Alex’s tongue, before Jeremy started kissing me passionately.

I couldn’t believe what was happening. One minute I was delivering food, and the next, I was the main course for three hungry men. The situation was so surreal, like a steamy fantasy come to life. My thoughts raced as their hands and mouths worked me over. The fear was there, but it was dwarfed by the excitement and the undeniable pleasure they were giving me. It was as if my body had a mind of its own, craving the attention and the release that seemed to be building with every passing second.

As Alex’s tongue danced around my clit, Jeremy’s hand slid down my stomach, his fingers teasing the sensitive skin just above my waistband. His touch was feather-light, making me squirm and whimper. I never thought I’d be in a situation like this, with two men worshipping my body like I was their personal plaything. But here I was, my inhibitions melting away with every stroke of their skilled hands and the heat of their mouths.