Chapter 6

• JESSIE
• I stood in the middle of the room, feeling the air grow heavy around me. My eyes flickered between them-Cal, sitting on the bed in nothing but a pair of boxers, his muscular body on full display, and Olivia, draped in a silk robe that barely covered her thighs. Their eyes held a magnetic pull, and I could feel my heart pounding wildly in my chest."Come sit, Jessie," Cal said, his voice deep and smooth, almost commanding. He patted the spot between them on the bed, his eyes never leaving mine. My legs felt weak as I slowly stepped forward, my body moving on its own. The room seemed smaller now, the air thick with unspoken words. I carefully sat down between them, my hands resting awkwardly on my lap, avoiding their gazes, trying to steady my breath.
• Olivia's hand slid across my arm, her touch featherlight, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake."We're taking this slow, right?" she whispered,her voice soft and reassuring, yet carrying a sultry undertone that sent shivers down my spine.I nodded, swallowing hard. "Y-Yeah,” I stammered, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks as I dared to meet her eyes.
• Her lips curled into a small smile, her green eyes sparkling under the dim light. Without another word, she leaned in, her fingers brushing against my cheek as her lips captured mine. The kiss was soft at first, almost tentative, as if testing the waters, but it quickly deepened. Her lips were warm and inviting, her scent intoxicating-vanilla and something floral that made my head spin.My heart raced as her fingers tangled in my hair,pulling me closer. The warmth of her body pressed against mine, and every nerve in me came alive. A soft moan escaped my lips, and Olivia responded with a gentle bite on my lower lip, her tongue slipping past my parted lips.I forgot about everything else in that moment. The mattered. All that existed was Olivia and the way her lips moved against mine, sending waves of heatparty, the lingering thoughts of earlier-none of it coursing through my body.
• A low growl broke through the haze, pulling me back to reality. I turned my head slightly,breathless, and caught Cal watching us. His dark eyes smoldered with desire, his jaw tight, his chest rising and falling with each breath. The bulge in his boxers was unmistakable, the outline pressing against the thin fabric. He leaned forward, his hand resting on my thigh,his touch firm but gentle. His fingers traced small circles on my skin, and my breath hitched. "You're so beautiful, Jessie," he murmured, his voice like a dark promise. His hand slid higher, and I felt my pulse quicken. "I've been waiting for this moment...waiting to touch you."
• Olivia pulled back slightly, her lips swollen and glistening. "It's okay,” she whispered, brushing her thumb over my cheek. "We're here with you, and we'll only go as far as you want."I nodded again, my voice caught in my throat. Cal leaned in closer, his breath warm against my neck.
• The tension between us was electric, the air charged with anticipation. His lips brushed against my neck, soft and teasing at first, sending a rush of warmth down my spine.
• My body reacted on its own, tilting my head to the side to give him better access. His kisses grew more insistent, his tongue flicking over my skin before he gently nipped at the sensitive spot just below my ear. I couldn't suppress the soft gasp that escaped me.
• "You like that," Cal whispered against my skin, his voice rough with need. His teeth grazed my neck again, and I shivered. His hand tightened slightly on my thigh, grounding me even as my senses felt like they were spiraling out of control.
• Olivia's fingers traced along my jawline, guiding my face back toward hers. "Don't forget about me," she teased, her lips brushing against mine once more. This time, the kiss was hungrier, more demanding. Her body pressed against mine, her hand slipping down to rest on my waist, her fingers gripping me possessively.
• The combination of Cal's lips on my neck and Olivia's on my mouth left me breathless, every nerve ending on fire. I felt completely consumed, lost in the whirlwind of sensation and emotion. Cal's hand slid higher up my thigh, his touch deliberate and confident. His lips continued their assault on my neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
• "You taste so sweet," Cal muttered against my skin, his voice vibrating through me. "I could kiss you forever."
• Olivia pulled back slightly, her eyes dark with desire. "You feel so good, Jessie," she whispered, her lips brushing against my ear. "We've wanted this for a long time... You belong with us."
• My heart skipped a beat at her words, the weight of them settling deep in my chest. It wasn't just desire-it was something deeper, something more meaningful. I could feel it in the way they touched me, in the way their eyes held mine.
• Cal's hand moved to the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. His lips found my shoulder, pressing gentle kisses along the curve before making their way back up to my neck. Olivia's fingers traced lazy circles on my thigh, her touch sending jolts of electricity through me.
• "Tell us what you want, Jessie," Cal said, his voice a husky whisper. "We'll give you everything. Just say the word."
• My breath hitched, my heart pounding in my chest. I looked between them, their faces filled with an intoxicating mix of desire and something else- something that made me feel safe and cherished in a way I couldn't explain.
• "I... I want this," I finally whispered, my voice trembling but certain.
• Olivia smiled, her eyes lighting up. "Good," she said softly, pressing another kiss to my lips.
• Her hand trailed down to my shorts, her fingers deliberately slow as they undid the button and zip, teasing me with every movement. My breathing grew shallow, the anticipation winding tighter with each passing second. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my jaw, a soft hum escaping her as she tugged my shorts down. I instinctively lifted my hips, letting her slide them off me with ease, leaving me in nothing but my thin lace panties.
• Cal's hands found the hem of my camisole, his fingers warm against my skin. He gave me a devilish grin as he tugged on the fabric. "You don't need this," he said, his voice dripping with mischief. In one swift movement, he ripped the flimsy material clean off my body. The sound of the tearing fabric filled the room, followed by the gasp that escaped my lips.
• The cool air brushed against my newly exposed skin, sending goosebumps across my body. Cal's eyes darkened, his gaze trailing over me like a physical touch. "So beautiful," he murmured, his fingertips tracing the curve of my waist. "You're perfect, Jessie."
• Olivia leaned in, her lips pressing gentle kisses down my neck, lingering on every sensitive spot she found. "You're so soft," she whispered, her voice low and soothing yet brimming with desire. Her hands roamed freely, fingers skimming over my sides, her touch setting me on fire.
• Cal's lips returned to my neck, kissing and nibbling his way down to my collarbone. His touch was rougher, more insistent, complementing Olivia's gentleness in the most tantalizing way. I could feel the heat of their bodies surrounding me, every touch and kiss leaving me breathless and craving more.
• Olivia's hand gently spread my thighs, leaving me completely exposed to them. The cool air mixed with the heat of their gazes sent shivers down my spine. Her fingers traced the inside of my thighs, moving slowly and deliberately, her touch just light enough to tease. I whimpered, instinctively trying to shift my hips for more friction, for something deeper, but Cal's firm grip on my waist held me in place.
• "Be a good girl, darling," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. "And we'll make sure you enjoy every second of this." His voice was a mixture of promise and command that made my stomach twist with anticipation.
• Cal leaned down, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth, his tongue swirling around it before sucking gently. His other hand found my other breast, pinching and teasing the sensitive bud between his fingers. The contrasting sensations-his warm mouth and firm fingers-had my back arching off the bed. I gasped, pleasure rippling through me in waves.
• At the same time, Olivia's fingers trailed lower, teasing the edges of my pussy. Her touch was delicate, almost maddening in its softness. She circled my clit with featherlight strokes, then retreated to run her fingers along my entrance, never quite giving me what I craved. My body tensed, desperate for release, and I let out a frustrated moan.
• "Patience, sweetheart," Olivia said with a wicked smile, her fingers continuing their slow, deliberate pace. "We want to make this last."
• Cal hummed in agreement, the vibration against my nipple making me whimper. His teeth grazed me lightly before he switched to the other breast, ensuring both were given equal attention. Meanwhile, Olivia pressed a little harder on my clit, drawing a sharp cry from my lips.
• I couldn't do anything but moan, my body trembling from the overstimulation. Every touch, every kiss, every whisper from them unraveled me further. My hands gripped the sheets as the pressure in my core built higher and higher, leaving me breathless and utterly at their mercy.
• "You're perfect like this," Cal murmured against my skin. "So responsive. So beautiful."
• Olivia leaned up, her lips brushing against mine in a slow, sensual kiss. "Just let go, Jessie," she whispered. "We've got you."
• My body obeyed without question, giving in to their rhythm, their touch, and the overwhelming pleasure they were drawing from me. And I came with a small scream.