and very risky on his part. But I respected how he took the opportunity with gusto.
“Exactly! Well, that snapped me out of my haze and into the present state of magnificence.”
“And you did…?” I probed, wanting the juicy details. I had to admit, two guys did something for me. Not two queens, but two totally hot guys…man, that’s a girl’s wet dream.
“I did what any male would do in that position. I held his stare until he walked out of the pool. When he finally did, he was fully erect. So I gave him a good cock-sucking,” he said and his face flushed. “I’ve already said too much,” he added.
I grabbed his retreating wrist hard. “No, you haven’t. I need to hear more.” I let out a frustrated growl. His eyes widened, and I decided I sounded a little too interested. I needed to tame it down. “Please.” I smiled sweetly and batted my lashes. But my inner male-male sex kitten was alive and wanted more kink.
“Just until the broody alpha comes back.”
“Deal.” I nearly clapped with joy.
“Fuck, he was long and thick. I could hardly get my mouth around his girth, but I did, of course. Because I’m a pro like that. His wet hair and those light caramel eyes…” He let out a dreamy sigh so I pinched his arm to continue, keeping an ear out for Abel. “He threaded his hand through my hair and fucked my mouth like a porn-star.”
“Just like that?” I struggled for breath with the images my mind conjured up.
“Just like that…” He smiled, raising his perfect blond eyebrow.
I inhaled deeply and blew out equally hard. “And…”
“And what? You want to know technique and how he got off? If so, I’m not sharing. I love you, but it’s way too much. You’ll probably copy it and take all the credit.” He huffed and grumbled.
I wouldn’t lie. Better to be honest, right? “Yes, all that goodness. Don’t leave a fucking thing out.” I released his arm and threaded my own fingers together, cracking my knuckles.
“You know how twisted you are, right?” He laughed. But I could tell he really wanted to share, and who am I to get in the way of girl-talk? “No, I’ll sound like a porn-star’s fuck doll, and you’ll continue to look at me like that. Hussy.”
“I know I’m a slut, and now a slutty mother. Have some sympathy for me…” I agreed pleadingly. No, begging greedily for more. When it came to shit like this…it was better than reading it. A first-hand account. Damn.
“Why are you a slut, my beauty?” Abel walked in the room, taking it in three strides.
“I was just telling Chance how I can’t wait to get you home and—”
“On that note, I’m leaving.” Chance said goodbye and kissed Bella before leaving.
“Hey, we’re supposed to wait six weeks. That’s what the doctor said.” His lip ring brushed across my hand.
“That’s for natural childbirth. I didn’t have natural. We just have to wait until my staples are removed, or be very careful.” The thought of having steel—or whatever it is holding my skin together—made me cringe. I felt like Frankenstein.
He played with the ring on his finger. My eyes dropped to it, remembering what he did to me with that ring and the pleasure it wrung out of me. The hard-on in his pants articulated that he remembered as well.
He squinted, and I licked my bottom lip slowly. “What did I tell you about that look, Beauty?”
“All kinds of things.” I winked. “Shall I recount all the ways you’ve pleasured me after that look?” I asked, watching his pants tent further.
“You’re a wicked woman, and I’ll remember this moment. One day, very soon, your sweet ass with be at the receiving end of my hand.” He leaned in, licking the shell of my ear. “And that sassy, dirty mouth will be filled with my come.”
I smirked, feeling incredibly horny. Fucking Chance. “Promise?”
“I promise to always keep my promises, my love,” he whispered, and the warmth of his breath sent a ripple straight to my core. “How about you give me those pretty lips for a while?”
I wanted him to sleep at home tonight, get a good night’s rest, and pick us up in the morning. But the female siren in me wouldn’t send him away with a painful hard-on. I wanted to be the one to relieve him, not his colorful hand. “I’ll let you feast on my lips if you draw the curtain a little and