I grinned, swiping my thumb over the empty plate and dusting it across the crotch of my jumpsuit. “Oh, would ya look at that? You missed one.”
“Did I?” she hummed.
“You did.” I laid a hand on the top of her head and slowly pressed down until she was on her knees, a sea of red cascading over her back and kissing the floor as she repositioned herself in front of me.
I didn’t have to say anything else before her fingers were snapping my jumpsuit open and tugging it—and my underwear—along my thighs, my cock popping free and bouncing between us. I swiped up more sugar, drawing rings around the girth from base to tip until it resembled a cock-shaped candy cane.
“Merry-fucking-Christmas,” I mumbled to myself while one of the twins started chanting, “Jingle bells, Rudy smells, Que’s about to get laid!”
“What the fuck are you doing?” Rudy grunted from somewhere behind me, the scraping of chairs against the floor telling me a few of the guys were saddling down and watching. Which was fine with me. My ass enjoyed an audience. My cock did too.
I offered him a thumbs-up and a groan when Nickie bent forward to run her tongue along that large vein at the bottom. “What best men are supposed to do, taking one for the team, Rue-Rue.”
Whatever he grumbled in reply was covered up by a wet, slurping sound as Nickie took me all the way back into her throat. Her head bobbing up and down and her tongue twisting 'round and 'round.
Maybe Rudy was right. Maybe this chick was a succubus because it sure as hell felt like she was trying to suck my soul from my body.
I reached out a hand, attempting to grab on to a wall or the counter and nearly tripping on the clothes bunched up around my ankles when she hollowed out her cheeks at the same time she crept an arm behind me and stuck a finger up my ass.
All I could find was the top of a chair, so I held on to that for dear life and made that sound low in my throat,the one I usually made when Rudy was pounding me from behind. My cheeks clenched and my knees buckled, while this girl continued to choke me down and spit me back up as though I was one of those little Vienna sausages you pulled out of a can.
I wasn’t.And I’d pull out a ruler to prove it as soon as I could feel my legs again.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” I hissed out, grabbing the back of Nickie’s head and quickly coming down her throat in spirts. She slurped that up just as easily.
When I turned back around, Don and Con were sitting on the couches with their cocks fisted, Blitz was in the corner with a hand shoved down his pants, and Rudy was nowhere to be found.
“Fuck.” I pulled my jumpsuit over my ass and tied the sleeves around my waist. It wasn’t that Rudy couldn’t look out for himself. He was better equipped at that than most people. It was that he didn’t care to do it when he was all up in his head. He was also worried about Prat. I could see it in his eyes.
No man left behind, I repeated his stupid mantra. Even if that meant risking his own neck to do it.
“Hey, Tweedle Dick and Tweedle Dim,” I yelled out to the twins while making my way towards the back of the house. This cabin wasn’t all that big. There were only so many places our fearless leader could be hiding. “Do me a favor and take care of Red.”
CHAPTER 7
NICKIE
Ikept some of Que’s come inside my mouth, swishing it from side to side and back and forth as I watched the twins rise from their chairs and stalk towards me. These boys were fucking delicious. Better than the cookie recipe I’d found on Granny’s nightstand and twice as nice as the pot I’d sprinkled on top of the batter and mixed around until you couldn’t see the little flakes anymore.
I could hear Noelle’s voice in my head again before it twisted and twirled into Granny’s.
Now, now, Nickie, dear. Leave something to the imagination. Don’t give it to those boys so easy. No one likes a floozy.
Yeah, yeah, Gran.Eat a dick.
Or maybe I should eat it for her? I looked the twins over and grinned like the cat that was just about to suck off the canary.
“Hear that, Don? We need to take care of thelittle toyQue left for us,” one of them said.
The other nodded and licked his lips. “Yeah, Con. How ever can we entertain her?”
I smiled, pulling off my shirt and watching how everyone’s eyes stayed glued on me. I might not have liked sharing with my sister but these boys didn’t seem to mind it all that much. And I didn’t mind it neither.
The guy in the corner gave me a longing stare. Then he flicked his joint to the side and gripped his cock with both hands.
“I can think of a few ways, boys.” I shrugged a shoulder and jumped up on one of the counter stools, spreading my legs wide for them. Wide enough for two of 'em if they didn’t mind a little brotherly competition.
“Mmm. You are one hell of a naughty thing, aren’t you?” they asked in almost perfect unison.
