Chapter 2: Building Tension
Isaac couldn't believe what he was doing—he was standing in the middle of this dimly lit apartment, his shirt off, and Mya was slowly unbuttoning his pants. He was nervous, but the excitement that coursed through his veins made his heart race. His eyes flicked towards the door, where Carson stood, watching them intently. He swallowed hard, his throat dry, but he knew he wanted this, even if he hadn't expected it.
Mya looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Isaac," she whispered, running her fingers along his chest. "I know you're nervous, but trust me when I say that you're going to love this."
His breath caught in his throat as she leaned forward, kissing him softly. Her lips were warm and inviting, and he couldn't help but feel his arousal grow with every tender touch. Mya reached downwards, slowly undoing his belt, and then his jeans. He let out a soft moan as she pulled them down, revealing his erect cock to both herself and Carson. Carson’s eyes went wide, and her right hand flew to her mouth. Isaac noticed that the other rested between her legs, and was rubbing in small circles.
Mya's hands slid under his shirt, moving up and down his back, and she kissed him passionately. The feeling of her skin against his sent shivers down his spine. Carson, watching from the doorway, licked her lips nervously and moved closer. She glanced at Mya, who gave her a reassuring smile. With a deep breath, Carson stepped forward, closing the distance between them.
"Hey Isaac," she said softly, her voice quivering slightly. "May I join in?"
He could see the hunger in Carson's eyes, and it made him incredibly aroused. He nodded, his voice hoarse. "Yes, please. Come join us."
Carson smiled, her nerves fading away. She stepped closer, her eyes locked onto Isaac's erection. "Can I touch it?" she asked, her voice barely more than a whisper.
Isaac swallowed again, allowing Mya to take control. "Go ahead," she encouraged Carson, her tone seductive.
"Touch him."
Carson hesitated for a moment longer, her gaze lingering on Isaac's erection. Finally, she reached out, gingerly wrapping her fingers around it. Isaac gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily at the sensation. Carson's grip tightened slightly, and she began to stroke him gently.
"That feels so good," Isaac murmured, his arousal growing stronger with each passing second.
"You like that, don't you?" Mya purred, nibbling on his earlobe.