She deliberately lightened her grip, softened her strokes.
Charlie’s eyes drifted open and she saw a touch of confusion in the depths of his lovely blue orbs. She’d obviously proven in the truck that she knew how to do this the right way.
“Am I doing it wrong?” the devil prompted her to ask with an innocent whisper.
“Harder,” Charlie answered, his hands on her hips, gripping her tightly. “You don’t have to be afraid you’ll hurt me.”
She tightened her grip, but this time only moved a couple of inches along his shaft, never touching the top or bottom, merely massaging the middle. She could sense both men’s frustrations growing.
“Show me,” she whispered to Alex. Charlie’s body stiffened at her words—but Allie couldn’t help noticing his cock did too.
“Allie,” Alex breathed against her cheek. She knew he meant to refuse her, so she halted his words, instead reaching for his hand and placing it atop hers on Charlie’s cock.
Both men sucked in a breath at the contact, even though Alex wasn’t actually touching Charlie, but rather resting his hand on top of hers.
She looked at Alex and softly repeated her request. “Show me how.” As she spoke, she smiled and watched Alex return it. He bent down to press a soft kiss on her cheek then turned his gaze to their clasped hands.
“Harder,” he said, his voice so gruff with emotion he had to clear his throat. “Like this.” He tightened his grip on her hand and Charlie moaned. “And you need to move your hand all the way along his shaft. Like this.” He moved their hands, Allie’s still slick with gel, from the base of Charlie’s cock to the tip. Up and down they moved as Charlie closed his eyes and groaned.
“Jesus, that feels good,” he said as Allie and Alex continued their rough, loving caresses. On one upward move, Alex ran his finger along the tip of Charlie’s cock, playing with the slit, rubbing in the pre-cum he found there for only a second or two.
Allie suspected he’d forgotten himself for a moment because when Charlie’s eyes flew open and landed on his, Alex stopped, his finger still poised over the tip. They all stood motionless for seemingly endless moments.
Anxious to keep things moving in a forward motion, Allie repeated Alex’s touch and Charlie sucked in a breath. “Like that?” she asked, as if Alex had been sharing another secret of the male anatomy.
She felt rather than saw Alex nodding behind her. Charlie’s gaze never left Alex’s and she worried that she’d gone too far, too fast in pushing for this. Refusing to lose any ground, she reached back and cupped Alex’s balls with her free hand while forcing Alex to continue his lesson on Charlie. Both men moved at her touch and Charlie chuckled. The tension of the moment seemed to pass.
“Ever get the feeling she’s trying to play the top?” Charlie asked.
Allie was perfectly familiar with the term and started to inform him that she wasn’t merely playing. Unfortunately, Alex answered first.
“We’ll soon have that little flaw in her character corrected.” He replied with such cockiness Allie couldn’t resist giving his balls an extra-hard squeeze. Alex hissed and gripped her wrist firmly. “Easy with the crown jewels, hellion,” he warned.
“Easy with the caveman comments, Alex Taylor. Seems to me there are plenty of roles to go around in this little trio of ours.”
Charlie grinned at her words, his hands drifting from her hips to her waist. “Can we divvy up the parts after this shower? My cock is about to explode.”
Alex looked at his friend guiltily and Allie felt him pull her hand along Charlie’s cock again. The force of his movement and tight grip stunned her and she thought for sure they must be hurting Charlie. She glanced up, concerned, until she realized he was about to come. Rather than pain, she saw complete concentration and bliss as he began to thrust into their joined hands.
“Fuck, I’m coming!” Charlie