“So fucking tempting,” he whispered with frustration. “How far away is your driver, Brodes?”
“Uh, like five minutes, but I’m really not keen for him to watch, you know? He’s a bit?—”
“Dude, not what I meant,” Ethan said, cutting him off with exasperation. “Eve, beautiful, just how drunk are you actually? Because as much as I’d love to doexactlywhat you just suggested…I really don’t want you to have any regrets tomorrow.”
It was a fair concern, considering how badly I’d wobbled when I stood up before. And it was so incrediblyEthanto voice that concern. But taking our three-way date night into the bedroom was not something I’deverregret, drunk or not. So I told him as much.
“Same,” Brodie added, kissing my neck even as I stood there, all twisted up in Ethan’s embrace. “Unless you’re not okay sharing, Eth, in which case, just say so. Me and Evie babe can take it to my room.”
Ethan’s brow dipped, like he was really wondering whether he wasthisokay with sharing. It was one thing to know about me and Brodie in theory; it was another entirely for him to watch me choking on another guy’s cock and moaning for more.
“Car’s here,” Brodie announced, smacking my ass. “Continue your moral dilemma on the way, Professor. I, for one, am not ending tonight without the taste of Evie’s pussy juice all over my tongue.”
His matter-of-fact bluntness shouldn’t have shocked me, but it did. Somehow he’d rendered me speechless as we clambered into the back of the chauffeur-driven SUV.
“You have this car on standby?” I asked the first thing that popped into my head as I settled into my seat. “Why?”
Brodie shrugged. “I don’t always wanna drive myself. Besides, it comes with cool features like this.” He pressed a button on the ceiling and a blacked-out privacy screen slid into place between the front and back seats. “It’s soundproof,” he added, then faster than I could blink, he was on his knees, unbuttoning my jeans and tugging them down over my hips.
“Brodie!” Ethan exclaimed, seeming shocked but, at the same time, intrigued enough to shift positions to sit opposite, giving him a better view.
My head spun, but there was no part of me that wanted to stop Brodie’s hands as they explored along each sliver of skin he exposed down my thighs. With my eyes locked on Ethan across from us, I threw my head back as Brodie kissed and caressed me through my panties, before they too were torn from my body, leaving me bare and wanting.
“Fuck,” Ethan groaned. “This is so wrong, but hell if it doesn’t feel completely right.”
Brodie’s chuckle had me arching against him. “Wait until you taste her, bro. Fucking delicious.”
Thank god for soundproofing, as he flattened his tongue and ran it up my slit, lapping all my arousal right up.Thank fucking god.
37
EVELYN
As Brodie settled in to eat me like I was his last meal on earth, he pushed my legs wider, giving Ethan a very nice view. I gestured for the professor to come a little closer, while crying out as my clit was sucked and swirled around a very talented mouth. Brodie’s tongue had skills that I never knew tongues possessed, but I sure as fuck wasn’t complaining.
Ethan hesitated at first, but the desire was so plainly written on his face that I wasn’t surprised when he caved and moved to sit beside me within seconds. Our lips met as Brodie groaned and buried his face deeper in my cunt, licking and sucking until I was mewling into Ethan’s mouth, my lower half lifting off the seat as an orgasm exploded through me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come,” Ethan said, brushing my hair from my face as I huffed and groaned, Brodie not giving an inch as he kept the pleasure rolling through me.
“Oh, fuck. God. Fuck.” I threw my hand out for an anchor and found it landing on Ethan, sliding down the firm muscles of his chest until I cupped his cock through his jeans. His hips thrust against my palm, seeking friction, and I huffed out, “Cock. Get your fucking cock out, Professor.”
Brodie laughingly groaned, already building me to another orgasm. “I love when she gets all demanding and horny. Fuck. If I could bottle you, Evie babe, I’d make a fucking fortune.”
“No bottling,” Ethan snarled. “She’s ours and ours alone.”
“Bluebell House’s,” Brodie confirmed with a rasp, though I wasn’t sure that was exactly what Ethan had meant.
He didn’t get a chance to clarify though, as he’d complied with my demand, and when his hard cock sprang free from his pants, I wrapped my hand around the length and leaned down to run my tongue along the slit already seeping precum.
Ethan tasted good. Clean and salty, with just the hint of musk. As I adjusted myself to suck his cock deeper, Brodie adjusted with me, getting to his knees and ripping his jeans down as well. “I’m going to fuck you now, baby girl. You have five seconds to object.”
“Now!” I demanded when my mouth popped off Ethan’s cock, causing them both to groan. “Don’t tease me, Brodie Keller, or the movie industry will be down one superhero.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he rumbled, and I caught a glimpse of his eyes darkening before he slammed his thick length into my cunt.
My scream faded into a moan as he thrust again, and I turned back to Ethan, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked him as deep as I could. He was too large to be easy to swallow, and as I tried to relax my jaw, he ran his thumb over my face, coaxing me along. “That’s it, baby. You’re a natural, just like you were made for us, filthy little Lillith.”
The low rumbles of his praise had my body tightening, and I came screaming around his cock, my cunt tightening on Brodie as I milked his length through many seconds of pleasure. It was overwhelming enough, especially teamed with my semi-drunken state, that dark spots danced on the edge of my vision.
