Chapter 4

Naomi

Noah sat behind me and grabbed my hips, pulling me onto his lap. His hardness pressed against my ass. I moved my hips slowly, teasing him. He growled in my ear and wrapped an arm around my waist, slipping his hand into my pants.

Jax smirked and stalked over to me. His fingers moved up each of my legs until he reached my leggings. He gripped the edges of them and pulled them down my legs. My pussy tightened.

I slid my feet up so that they were resting on each of Noah’s thighs. Jax gazed at my pussy, smirking. Noah moved his fingers around the hem of my lace underwear. 

“Look at her pussy through those panties,” Jax said. He rubbed his hard-on. “You can see fucking everything.”

I tightened again and raised my hips, getting tired of Noah teasing me. He brushed his fingers down my underwear and began to rub my clit. I leaned back against him, moaning softly.

“You’re so wet,” he mumbled against my ear.

Jax knelt in front of me, pressing his fingers into my underwear as well. He brushed them against my wetness and slipped one inside of my panties and then inside of me. Immediately, I clasped around him. 

“Fuck,” he said. “Her pussy is so tight.”

Noah’s hand traveled up my body, and he groped one of my breasts through my shirt. My nipples hardened through my sports bra. He drew his fingers around it, and then he took it between two fingers and squeezed harshly.

I whimpered out, digging my nails into his thighs under me. 

He chuckled lowly in my ear. “Do you like that?” 

He did it again, and I whimpered.

Jax pushed another finger inside of me, and I gripped his fingers. He moved them slowly, pushing them in and out, curling them each time they pressed all the way in. He twirled them around lightly and then added another.

“Better than your vibrator?” Jax asked from below me.

I bit my lip and shook my head. “No.”

Noah tensed and growled in my ear. He wrapped a hand around my neck and picked me up with his other arm. Jax pulled his fingers out of me, his eyes dark. He ripped off my panties. Noah leaned against the headboard with me between his legs. He shoved his fingers into my pussy—the calm, quiet Noah gone—and began to wildly pump them in and out as his hand tightened around my throat.

Jax smirked at me, and my face grew hot. 

“There it is.” He grabbed my vibrator and turned it on, handing it to me. 

My brows furrowed as my body jerked back and forth from Noah’s fingers, my head falling against his chest. Jax put it in my hand and placed it on my clit, holding it there.

“Don’t come,” Noah said lowly in my ear. “Not until we tell you that you can.”

My pussy tightened around his fingers. Jax pulled his shirt over his head and pulled down his pants, his cock springing out. He crawled onto the bed next to me, grabbed my head, and pulled me toward his cock.

My lips wrapped around the head of it. Jax laced his hand in my hair, pulling me all the way onto him until my lips were flat against the base of his hips. I could feel his cock pressing against the front of my throat.

I moaned on him, my eyes closing. My core tightened and tightened and tightened. Noah drove his fingers into me faster, making it difficult for me to hold my vibrator steady. The vibrations coursed through my body.

My fingers dug into the bedsheets. I bobbed my head back and forth on Jax’s cock, trying to think about anything but coming. My legs began to tremble, and I arched my back against Noah. I pulled back to breathe and cried out in pleasure.

“Don’t come,” he commanded again, but I was so close.

His fingers stilled inside of me, and I whimpered against him. Jax grabbed his cock in one hand and pushed it against my lips, wetting them with my spit. He pushed himself back inside of me and against my cheek. With the side of his hand, he lightly slapped it and groaned.

I moved my hips back and forth, trying to get Noah to continue to please me, but he stilled my hips. He grabbed the vibrator from me and began to move it around my clit in small circles. I unclenched around his fingers and clamped down on them again.

“Look at me, Little One,” Jax commanded. 

I looked up at him through my lashes. He groaned. His hand tightened around my throat, making my eyes water, and then he shoved himself down my throat.

Noah’s free hand wandered up my body, lightly grazing over my nipple, and then found my neck. He placed his hand right under Jax’s and felt his cock in my throat.

“I can’t wait to be this deep inside of you,” he whispered in my ear.