Oh dear god, I was kissing Kevin. Or Kevin was kissing me … whatever, I just knew that this was one of the most intoxicating things I'd ever done.
"You look incredible," he whispered, pulling back just enough to sweep his eyes over me. "Did you pick that out just for tonight?"
I nodded wordlessly and shivered as he ran his index finger beneath the tiny strap of my emerald green silk camisole. He never took his eyes away from mine as he traced his fingertip beneath the top edge of the fabric, just barely touching the swell of my breasts. I sucked in my breath as his finger wandered lower, his knuckle just lightly grazing my nipple that strained beneath the silk.
"Nice," he whispered, paying equally slow attention to its mate.
He gently tweaked the swollen nub between his fingers and I closed my eyes, tilting my head back in ecstasy. His large hands moved over the silk to cup my breasts, lifting them and kneading the silk-covered flesh until I whimpered.
"Take it off, Becca," he asked softly.
I reached for the hem, crossing my arms in front of me, but when I would have pulled the garment off, he stopped me. "Wait," he said. "Turn around. Turn that way so Nick can see." He grasped my shoulders, turning me so that I faced Nick. I know I blushed, but Kevin's gentle hands and the look on Nick's face gave me the courage I needed to continue.
Kevin's hands were on my waist as I slowly pulled my camisole over my head and off. I shook my hair back into place and tossed the scrap of fabric to Nick. The hungry look in his eyes made my mouth water and I heard him moan as Kevin's hands slid easily up my ribcage to once again hold my breasts. He pulled me back against him as he worked my flesh, his large thumbs brushing teasingly over my distended nipples. My head rested back against his shoulder as he touched me and I whimpered for more.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" he whispered against my ear. "Yes, it feels so good," he said, tugging on the hardened peaks as I felt a rush of heated moisture between my thighs.
I shuddered, instinctively pressing myself back against his hips and felt his hardness as he rocked against me. His lips and tongue were busy making moist trails over my neck and I gasped as his teeth nipped at the tender flesh beneath his mouth.
"Kevin-" I moaned, my hands coming up to join his as they covered my breasts.
With a chuckle, he traded my hands for his, saying, "Here baby, you hold these for me for a minute."
I never thought to disobey and I cupped myself, my own thumbs taking over the motions he'd been making. Meanwhile, his hands were busy elsewhere, skimming lightly over my matching silk tap pants.
"Damn, baby, your skin feels so good under these." He stroked my hips through the silk, his fingers darting between my legs and just grazing my mound. My thighs parted, straining toward his hands, and he chuckled. "Soon, baby, real soon."
"Please?" I begged softly and I saw Nick shift restlessly in his chair, adjusting himself as he watched.
"You need some more of this?" he asked quietly, his hand pressing more firmly between my legs against the soaking wet silk that was clinging to my skin. Not waiting for my answer, he dipped one finger beneath my pants leg and moaned. "Holy fuck, baby, you're so wet. And all that's for me. Damn."
Nick was grasping himself through his slacks and his breathing was loud and irregular. "Fuck, Kevin …" he murmured, and Kevin just laughed.
"Not yet, buddy, not yet." With that, he hooked his thumbs beneath the elastic at my waist and pushed my pants over my hips and off to the floor. I stood completely nude before two fully dressed men and I was lost in a sensual haze. "Come with me," he whispered, and backed up until he was sitting on the bed. He lifted me onto his lap, making sure that his knees were between mine, and as he moved them apart, it spread my legs open, baring me completely to Nick. I braced myself with my hands on his thighs and wanted to scream with frustration when he made no further move to touch me.
Nick started to get up, his own patience wearing thin, when Kevin stopped him. "Not yet, Nick. I'm not finished." Nick sat back down and as Kevin's fingers made contact with my pulsing flesh, I cried out.
"Bec-" Nick began, but Kevin's next words put an end to anything he might have said.
"Help me out here, Bec. Open your legs for me, baby."
And I did, oh god, I did. I sat astride Kevin's thighs, and the cool air wafted across my burning flesh. "Touch me, Kevin, please, touch me," I begged.
"Show me where," he said with a smile. "Show me how you like it." His hands were between my thighs, but it was my fingers that guided him. As Nick watched, I helped Kevin part my folds and I placed his fingers exactly where they needed to be. Still he remained motionless, and I was forced to press his hand closer, teaching him how to please me.
"Good girl," he whispered, sinking his fingers into me at last and spreading the silky moisture everywhere. He pumped into me firmly, every so often slipping out and upward to play against my throbbing clit, twisting the tiny nub of flesh between his thumb and fingers until the buzzing in my ears began to drown out all other sound in the room.
"Goddamn, Kev," Nick gasped, and as I tried to focus on him, I found his pants around his knees and his erection grasped firmly in his hand as he watched Kevin bring me to orgasm.
"Watch her, Nick," he coaxed. "Watch her cum." With that, he plunged his fingers back into me, his other arm wrapping around me and tugging once more on my pulsing clit and I screamed. My entire body convulsed with pleasure and as my eyes closed, I saw Nick fall right with me. The last thing I saw was the pained look on his face as he came, his hand and lap covered with his cum.
I vaguely recall being lowered gently to the bed as Kevin stripped off his clothing. I felt his warm breath on my cheek as he raised himself above me and said, "Let's do this."