I pump my finger harder while he’s talking, sucking on her clit, before devouring her pussy as he talks.
Her response is to shatter.
Hot moisture bursts onto my tongue and lips and her muscles clamp down tightly on my finger.
Holy fuck.
Caroline just came all over me.
Cas gives a grunt. I can’t stop what I’m doing, but I glance up over her pussy to see him gripping the back of her hair hard. He’s holding her in place while he dumps cum down her throat.
Double holy fuck.
I ease back, shaking, wiping my chin. She soaked me everywhere.
Cas lets her go, and she collapses back on the mattress, swallowing and breathing hard.
His hand goes into his hair, then he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
“Fuck, Caroline,” he murmurs.
Then he looks at me, his jaw locked. “Fuck her, James. Drive her into the mattress.”
“Is that what you want, Caro?” I ask her, stripping off my briefs. “You want me to fuck you hard?”
“God, yes,” she says, nodding eagerly, dragging her finger across her bottom lip to remove some of Cas’s errant cum. She licks it off her finger.
My balls are tight, cock throbbing.
Cas tosses me a condom before stepping off the bed to finally undress.
“Is that begging?” he asks me, amused.
“No.” I shake my head. “Not yet.” I move between her legs and position myself right at her wet opening. “What do you want?”
“You.”
“And when do you want it?”
“Now.”
“Still not begging,” Cas says, feigning disappointment.
He moves along the side of the bed and gives me a hard kiss. “Maybe start, then stop,” he tells me with a wicked grin.
If I can.
Jesus.
Just edging her is damn near killing me.
Then she gives an unexpected, “James,” and it sounds like a plea.
Her eyes are glassy.
But she clamps her hand over her mouth, like she realizes that was too close to begging and I take mercy on us both.
I thrust deep inside her pussy and just about destroy us both.
