and consumed me with his mouth.
But I was gripped by a wave of pleasure so powerful, so exquisite, that I couldn’t think.
Could only cry out in bliss.
My body was awash in ecstasy as my climax stole over me, surprising me as it crashed the party early.
But I let it, dear God, I let it as Jake took over for me, gripping himself near my face as I gave in, sinking back onto the covers, thrashing and screaming as I came harder than I expected.
I moaned, sighing deeply as Finn rose up, wiped a hand across his mouth, then met my gaze. His eyes were wild, heated. He looked like he had a wicked secret.
He turned to Jake, whose hand had slowed to a lazy rhythm. “Have I told you how good she tastes?”
Jake’s grin was wry, his voice deadpan. “No, man. You haven’t mentioned that.”
“Why don’t you find out for yourself?”
11
Jake
He didn’t lie.
He didn’t exaggerate.
She tasted like honey and salt.
Like hot, dirty dreams and sugar.
She tasted like a woman who knew her desires.
She was soaked from the juices of her own climax that had ripped through her less than a minute ago.
And I had to picture kittens and ducks and baby chicks, because holy shit, I wanted to jack myself as I licked her.
Especially when I looked up and saw her taking Finn deep. My eyes nearly popped.
Like a ravenous woman, she sucked him deep. He kneeled beside her, his palms splayed on the headboard, thrusting into her mouth while I ate her.
My absolute favorite thing to eat. My favorite appetizer, my favorite meal, and my favorite dessert in the whole damn world.
And a perfect chance to work on getting her ready for the main event.
As she wrapped her legs around my neck, her heels digging into my back, I rubbed my fingers against her wet folds.
She arched, rocking her hips, letting me know with her body that she liked the direction.
“Yeah, you’re such a good bad girl,” Finn said as he worked her mouth.
She was so sensual. And so slippery. I slid my finger all the way in and was rewarded with another lift of her hips. I added another finger, and she bucked against me.
“You’re so good at taking me deep. You make me want to fill your mouth with my come,” he said.
And I felt her pulse against my lips, felt her thighs tighten against my face. She liked those naughty words. Correction: she loved them, judging from the way her beautiful diamond of a clit hardened further as he talked dirty to her.
“But I’m not going to let you taste me, baby. You know why?”
She shook her head as I removed my fingers. They were wet enough for my mission.
“Because you have to come again first. Because I bet Jake wants to know how you taste when you come all over his face,” he said.
Finn and I hadn’t scripted this. We didn’t plan this out. But I knew what I was doing right now, and Finn did, too. We were playing her body like a cello. We were making her hit the high notes. We were maestros conducting the orchestra of her desire, and it was better than I’d imagined.
I’d never sought out to do this. I hadn’t asked for this. But the invitation had been too tempting to pass up, and was I ever glad I RSVP’d.
Because not only was I turned on beyond words, I was learning things about myself too.
Learning how very much I like this role. I liked playing a part in fantasies. I wanted to discover new ones every day. I was an omnivore in the bedroom, and tonight reminded me of how much there was to consume.
And to send to new heights.
Especially with a woman like this. Who wanted us both at the same time. There was one surefire way to make her sing.
I pressed the tip of my finger against her ass. She tensed briefly, but then her knees fell open. Her legs spread wide, inviting me to enter her ass as I licked her. I pushed my finger all the way in.
Finn must have pulled out of her mouth at that moment, almost as if we had coordinated it, because Lily shrieked, like the room was on fire. “Coming, oh God, I’m coming.”
She came all over my lips, my mouth, my tongue. She came like a champion, and I wanted to give her a gold medal. And myself, too, because I didn’t even have to think about ducks