“You have got the fullest, poutiest lips I’ve ever seen,” Kyle continued. He stroked his cock still, even as he stared at her.
And yeah, Daniel had thought theexactsame thing. Alison had the sort of mouth men fantasized about, and Daniel was no exception.
“Do you want to suck my cock, sugar?”
She squeezed around Daniel’s fingers again. He chuckled. “I’d say she does. Her pussy is answering even if her mouth isn’t.”
“Got to ask for it.” Kyle pressed at her bottom lip so she opened her mouth, and he groaned as if he could feel it already.
“Please,” she whined when Daniel scissored his fingers inside her. She was tight—too tight, really.Even though he wasn’t going to be getting inside her today, it felt more like a when rather than an if, and they’d need to get her ready.
“Please what?”
She didn’t answer.
Poor girl. She’s going to learn to ask, though, because otherwise she won’t get a thing.
Kyle slid his fingers into her hair to hold her still, then pulled her down as far as the bindings would allow. He rubbed his cock along those full lips of hers, but when she tried to open her mouth, when she wanted to taste him, he wouldn’t allow it. Instead, he released her and moved away enough to keep stroking himself.
A frustrated sound escaped her, and Daniel laughed at the way her cunt betrayed her. Hell, when he wanted to know what she was thinking, all he needed to do was slip his fingers inside her. Even if she was hard to read, her pussy wasn’t.
He pulled his fingers from her and held the crotch of her panties aside. The adjustment took only a second before he’d lifted her and moved his cock.
The temptation to slide into her was strong—there was no reason not to admit how badly he wanted to—but Daniel resisted. She’d set a boundary, and he wouldn’t cross it. That wasn’t how this worked. However, he did tuck his cock against her hot, wet cunt, the underwear wrapping around it. Her anglemeant that he rested in the valley of her folds, and the head of his dick teased her clit.
He knewthatbecause of the broken whimper she let out.
Perfect.
Daniel grasped her hips and shifted her, forward and back again. It wasn’t like it would be inside her cunt, but that didn’t matter all that much. It was still better than he thought anything else had ever felt.
Kyle stared down between her spread thighs as though entranced by the sight. He let go of his cock long enough to set his hands on the inside of Alison’s knees and spread her obscenely wide. It took away some of the friction for Daniel, but the immediate struggle she let out made up for it.
She didn’t care for being exposed, for being on display. Or, at least, she didn’twantto care for it. When Kyle had mentioned her being watched, she’d been all about that.
Which Daniel figured was a good fucking plan. He didn’t see an ability to follow through, since it wasn’t as if they could go to that sort of place while on the job, but damn, did he want to. Alison was the sort of girl who deserved to be shown off. He didn’t care for sharing with random males—he was an alpha, after all—but he liked the idea of them wanting her.
He’d shared before, never minded watching others take a turn with the woman he was with. Not Trent or Kyle, they didn’t count, but friends or acquaintances. However, he had a possessive edge with her that he’d never experienced before.
She washis.
The thought forced everything else to screech to a halt, at least for one split second.
When he stopped moving, a roll of Alison’s hips—the way that made her grind against his hard, aching cock—brought him back.
He grasped her hips harder and angled her so he’d rub harder against her clit.
She complained, by means of whimpers, but he kept at it.
“Please,” she begged.
“Please what?” Kyle asked.
“Please fuck me.”
Daniel growled at the offer. He could lift her and drive himself so deep into her in a second.
But…he didn’t.
