Chapter 3

"I never quite noticed this before, but your breasts got a lot bigger, right? May I have a taste?" Max asked politely, yet he didn't give me a second to respond before diving in.

I had to admit that what he was doing was nice—maybe more than nice. It was totally different than when I played with myself. The flexibility and the warmth of a tongue sent my senses to new heights again and again.

I almost felt like crying from the overwhelming pleasure.

"Max, I can't take it anymore," Leo said from behind me, removing his pants in displeasure.

A foreign sensation entered my body, and I shuddered. "What are you doing?"

"Duh. What do you think? Isn't this what you've been looking for?"

As Leo spoke, he lifted my legs. A wave of heat and shame hit me at once. Flustered, I quickly said, "I'm not ready yet! Leo, give me some time—"

Before I could finish speaking, Max suddenly nibbled on my delicate point. He slowly unfastened his belt and wrapped it around my hands.

My body was left completely exposed. Behind, Leo was grinding himself against me. The impact left me moving forward involuntarily, almost as if I were being delivered into Max's den.

I was mortified. My face flushed. "Max, I've never done this with anyone ever. Please… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have played with myself…"

"Don't be sorry," Max said, taking out his tightly restrained shaft and exposing it in front of me. "What do you think, Sophie? Do you like what you're seeing?"

My eyes widened. That was so… Contrary to his aloof temperament, Max's length was blunt and almost absurdly ungainly.

I gulped hard. I couldn't deny that his thing would feel amazing inside me. By then, I was consumed by lust and desire. Every fibre in me was screaming for a release.

Suddenly, Leo inserted a finger from behind. I ground my teeth and hissed, "That hurts! Leo, go easy on me!"

"How will you feel good if I go easy on you?" he replied, frustrated, continuing his movement without a care.

Before I could process anything, Max inserted his length into my mouth, sandwiching me.

"Wait… I can't do it…" I exclaimed. "It won't go in… Guys, please…"

Max sounded extremely gentle, yet his movement was far from it. "You can do it. Good girl."

Leo, on the other hand, couldn't care less about courtesy. "God, it feels so good."

"You're going too fast! M-Max… No, Leo…"

By then, I couldn't even differentiate who was overdoing it more. I was like the marshmallow in a s'more, pressed between two graham crackers.

"I can't with you… Look at your face, Sophie. Admit you're just a slut!"

Max grabbed a mirror and placed it before us. I saw myself drooling, my eyes red-rimmed, my face flushed with a rosy shade that only came with the satisfaction of intimacy.

This had been thrilling—way more thrilling than I could ever imagine.

Suddenly, a click sounded outside. Mrs. Parker called out, "Max, Leo, Sophie, I'm back."

For a moment, my body instinctively tensed, causing both Max and Leo to collapse against me with muffled moans.

While heading toward Leo's bedroom, Mrs. Parker asked, "Sophie? Why aren't you guys answering?"

A slap landed on my butt. Leo smiled mischievously. "Gosh, you're even tightening it. You really wish our mom could see you, right?"

The more he taunted me, the harder it was for me to relax. If we were seen…

"Relax, Sophie," Max muttered softly, giving me a tender kiss. As he rubbed my core, he slowly deepened the kiss.

"Mom, Sophie got tired and fell asleep. I'm doing my assignment. Could you pipe down a little?" Leo responded calmly.

Curious, Mrs. Parker asked, "And where's Max?"