closed again with the slide of a dead bolt. Celeste doesn’t interrupt us though. We keep kissing, engrossed in each other, and my fingers tangle in Leo’s hair as I thrust slowly into his hand. He slides his mouth across my jaw to my neck and I open my eyes, watching Celeste as she disappears into a closet and comes back out wearing nothing but a tiny red negligee that accents all her glorious curves. She’s wearing nothing underneath, and the sheer, lacy fabric teases me with glimpses of her ass and pussy as she walks. I follow her path to the nightstand on the other side of the bed as Leo grazes his teeth down my neck.

She opens a drawer and pulls out a bottle of lube and a plug that’s even larger than the big one I planned to use on Leo the other night before he preempted me. My cock kicks in Leo’s hand at the sight. If she has some scheme to distract me from my grief, it’s working.

Leo releases us but his hand returns to my dick as he kisses his way down my chest until he’s on his knees before I realize it. I shift my attention back to him, more than startled by this turn of events. He’s kissing the underside of my cock all the way from base to tip, and the sight of his wild hair and soft mouth wars for my attention with the seductress who has taken up position in the center of the bed.

I flit my gaze from him back to her in time to see her turn onto all fours with her ass aimed at me. Leo’s mouth is warm when he sucks my tip between his lips, but he only takes me in for a second before sliding saliva-coated lips back down my shaft to my balls. I’m compelled to watch him again. I thread my fingers into his hair as he opens up to take both my balls into his mouth. As he sucks, I give in and surrender my attention again to Celeste, who reaches between her legs and spreads her pussy open for me to see.

Fucking hell, what are they doing to me? Whatever it is, they’re either the best mind readers, or they really do understand exactly what I need, because everything about this is lifted from my wildest fantasies—only better. It’s more than simple solace, what they offer. It’s pure, unadulterated, hedonistic oblivion.

Leo’s taking his time, probably because this is new to him, but he can take as long as he wants. I keep my hands in his hair, holding just enough to offer nudges of encouragement when he does something I like, because it’s not lost on me that this is the first time he’s ever sucked a cock. But otherwise my attention stays on her. She’s playing with herself, her pussy pink and wet, her lips swollen and luscious. She dips two fingers deep inside herself and draws them out, glistening with so much arousal my mouth waters. Then she slides her hand farther between her legs until her fingertips reach her bare, puckered asshole and she circles it, making it gleam with wetness.

My desperate groan catches Leo’s attention, and he glances over from kissing the tip of my cock and pauses what he’s doing.

“Goddamn,” he whispers, and I have to nudge his head.

“Don’t you dare fucking stop,” I growl, which earns me a chuckle. Celeste peeks over her shoulder at me with a raised eyebrow. “You either, sweetness. I’m watching. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”

“For now,” she says, and gives me a sly smile.

Leo dutifully returns his attention to my cock and I stare down at him, easing my hold on his head and nodding my encouragement. “Suck me,” I whisper.

His brows twitch and his eyelids flutter closed, then he opens his mouth, carefully covers his teeth with his lips, and engulfs me in one smooth movement. His tongue glides along the underside of my shaft, and I stop breathing until his chin hits my balls.

The pop and squeeze of the lube bottle snaps my attention back to Celeste just in time for her to upend it over her ass and drizzle the clear fluid over her tight rear hole. She picks up the enormous plug and swirls it around and around, back and forth until it’s fully coated, then starts to work the tapered tip in.

Jesus Christ, these two are trying to kill me for real. Or at least put me out of my misery, and I’m more than happy to surrender to them.

Leo starts to suck, obviously desperate to watch what she’s doing because his head keeps tilting to the side. I tighten my hold on his hair and pull.

“Focus,” I demand, tilting my hips as he descends on my cock. “Make me come hard enough and you can fuck her first.”

His eyes blink up at me, flashing with a combination of irritation, amusement, and acquiescence. He goes for broke on my cock, grabbing me by both ass cheeks and swallowing me whole, sucking so perfectly the room spins.

Celeste’s teasing is what grounds me, and I am transfixed by the slow and steady way she works the massive plug bit by bit into her tight little asshole. She lets out a raspy moan once it’s finally in, then lets go of it, leaving me staring at the bejeweled end still visible outside her body. She looks over her shoulder at me again, then at Leo, and moans more breathily this time as she strums her clit.

“Hurry if you want to fuck her before she makes herself come,” I tell Leo. He growls around my cock, speeding up, and I help him by thrusting to meet his bobbing head and holding tighter to his hair until I’m pretty much fucking his face. But to give him credit, he doesn’t protest. He squeezes my ass harder, delves his fingers between my cheeks, and fingers my asshole.

When Celeste

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