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Chapter 2: Silk's training & tortures continue.
"Ok," I said.
They both turned to look at me. J spoke first.
"Ok," I said again, licking my lips. "You can."
"I can what?"
I shrugged, groping for words. "Both of you," I said. "You can share me."
I said it as confidently as I could, wondering at the same time whether I would have preferred that they take me without asking my permission.
Aaron laughed a real laugh then. It was a genuine, entertained, confident sound. I liked it, and I felt a fraction of the tension seep out of my shoulders. I hated him a little less.
Jay remained seated, staring at me intently. "We can use you," he said. It was a statement this time. "Do you have any idea what that means?"
"No," I said. I looked into the shadowy contours of his face. "But I want to find out."
"God!" Aaron laughed again. "See? This is what I'm talking about. How have you not fucked him yet?"
"I'm not sure," J said as he stood up. His tone was thoughtful, deep. "But maybe now I will."
I felt a full body rush when I heard those words. My dick, completely hard, was more than I could conceal. I let my hands fall away.
As J approached I could see his familiar features better in the dim light. He was in his early forties, but he had the body of a guy in his twenties. He had the tight-waisted, broad-shouldered bulk that most guys in the gym aspire to and I'd used him in my fantasies more than once. But it was different to feel him in front of me, approaching with what I hoped was only one intention. He seemed huge, powerful, and I fixed my stare on his lips instead of the eyes that watched me.
He stopped about two feet away.
"You sure you want this?"
It was both a question and a challenge. He was offering me a way out, but with the depth of his voice, the tilt of his head, he was inviting me in.
I nodded and J closed the distance between us with a single step. My dick, a straight rod suspended in front of me, pointed at his jeans.
"Yeah?" His voice was heavy, insistent. I could smell him then, his breath, the fading scent of his cologne.
I nodded again. "Yes."
Without another word, he laid his palm against my throat, then pressed his thumb against the side of my jaw until I tilted my head to the side, exposing my neck. He leaned into me until his lips were just grazing my skin.
"I'm going to take my time with you," he said. "I don't like being called in on my day off and I've got some tension to work out."
His voice vibrated in my chest and sent shivers rolling over my skin. When his open mouth came down on my neck the warmth of his tongue, of his lips, pushed an inarticulate sound out of my mouth. He dragged his lips up to my ear.
"I'm going to taste every inch of you," he said, "then I'm going to put you on your knees."
He used his hand, still around my throat, to tilt my chin up. He sucked his way down from my ear to my Adam's apple.
"While my dick's in your throat," he said, his lips moving back up to my jaw, his forehead resting above my ear, "I'm going to let Aaron use you."
I moaned as he tongued his way along my jaw.
He took his hand away from my throat and tangled it in my hair. He pulled gently but firmly until I was looking up into the shadows of the ceiling, then he tasted his way down to my collar bone.
"After that," he said, "we'll see."
I panted, leaning against him for support.
"I want you to fuck me," I said.
I felt him smile against me, his stubble rasping along my skin.
"We'll get there," he said.
I had just worked up the courage to reach out and put my hand on the front of his jeans when I heard the metallic rattling of the front door again.
I froze. I waited for J to react.
He paused, an irritated sigh rushing through his nose and chilling the warm lines his tongue had traced over my skin. He straightened and we both turned toward the hallway.
Aaron, who had stepped out of view of the door, stood with his dick in his hand, peering around the corner.
"We'll that's interesting," he said.