From how she’s losing control. From how she’s spiraling into a filthy kind of bliss on her knees as she takes me deep. Then Cole asks me, “How do you want to fuck her?”
I laugh. “Cole, it’s always lady’s choice. You know that, don’t you? And right now, the lady is choosing my cock,” I say, stroking my fingers across her cheek as my dick fills her. “You want to taste my come, don’t you, love?”
She nods, a ragged groan ripping from her even as she takes me to the back of her throat. One hand of hers grips the base of my cock, and the other slides between her legs. “But I’m not quite there yet, Sage. Maybe you need a little help while you keep sucking me off?”
Cole lifts a brow in question as he takes another drink of scotch, then sets the glass down on the table. He moves behind her, kneels down, and brings a hand between her legs.
She gags against me, maybe from the pleasure, maybe from the way I’m fucking her throat. But she doesn’t stop sucking as he hikes up her skirt, pulls her knickers to the side, letting me see her wet pussy as I fuck her lips. He yanks the fabric of her skirt all the way up to her hips, and my God, she is a stunning sight. So wet, so pretty. So fucking aroused. My cock throbs, my body tightening with pleasure. He drags his fingers between her flesh, pushes them inside her. She lets out an epic moan against my shaft, one so strong it makes me feel like I’m vibrating inside her mouth.
And that’s a good fucking feeling.
“That’s right, love,” I murmur. “I knew that would make the difference for me—you getting pleasured too. Turns me on to see you like that, all hot and aroused. Makes me want to shoot into your mouth.”
She cries out against my shaft, but keeps going.
“Makes me want to give you all my come,” I groan.
And as he fingers her, I close my eyes and let my release take over, let it barrel down my spine, let my balls tighten as it spreads throughout my entire body. I shoot into her mouth, my come filling her throat. My vision blurs; my body floods with endorphins. She moans against my cock, and when I pull out, I set a hand on her chin, lifting her face. She’s panting, licking her lips, and she’s still fucking high from his fingers. “How do you want him, Sage?” I ask.
She slams her hands on the ground, raises her ass for Cole, and chooses. “I want to be on my hands and knees.”
“You heard her. Get inside her.” I meet my friend’s eyes then glance down at this wanton, needy woman in front of me. “Fuck her good and hard.”
26
Cole
I remove her panties, roll on a condom, and slide into her, filling my woman.
Mine.
She is mine.
I don’t care if she’s had her lips around his dick.
Don’t care if she kisses him either. Don’t care who makes her come. I just want her to be coming over and over and over again.
She belongs to me. He can fuck her, he can kiss her, but at the end of the day, at the end of the night, he’ll only do those things with me in the room. I tell her as much as I thrust into her. “You’re going to fuck him too,” I growl in her ear. “You know that, right?”
“I do.”
“But only with me there. You know that too. Say you know it, Sage.”
She pants, pushing back onto my cock, murmuring, “I know it.”
I cover her body, rasping in her ear as I fill her. “You can do whatever you want with him. Whatever you want as long as I’m there,” I say on a thrust, going deep as my fingers glide across her clit, faster and faster, taking her there. Taking her to where she’s shattering, shaking beneath me, crying out as she comes loud and hard.
Her first orgasm.
As she shatters, pleasure runs roughshod over me, barrels through my veins. And I intend to fuck her to another climax. “I want you to fuck him next. The second I’m done, I want you to fuck him in front of me. I want to watch,” I rasp out as I find a pace, moving faster.
“You like to watch,” she whispers.
“I like to watch you feel good,” I correct, and I go deeper in her, hitting that