Ugh. My fingers tangle in my hair as I pull, and then an evil smile spreads across my lips. Callum, and by extension, Jax, are off limits tonight, but not Emmett or Knox.
Wearing only a bedtime tank top that barely covers my ass, I roll out of bed and pull up the covers, stuffing the pillows in such a way it looks like my body. You can never be too careful. The floor creaks like a siren wailing in the boards as I walk across the room and look down the hall.
Knox’s room is right across from my mother’s, but Emmett. My dear Emmett.
Yes.
He will do with his big, pierced cock.
I’d invite Knox, but it sounds like he’s in the shower, anyway. He always sings, so it’s easy to pick him out.
Tiptoeing across the hall, I grab Emmett’s handle and twist. The room is dark, but I see his figure lying in bed, his erect cock in hand.
“What are you doing?” he whispers.
Not answering, I step in and close the door behind me, locking it for good measure. “What are you doing?”
The glint of his piercings shines with arousal in the little moonlight that’s peeking into the room, causing my pussy to quiver with excitement.
He lays his hands flat on the bed and just stares at me as I walk across the room and climb onto the bed.
“Is this a good idea with your mother right across the hall?”
“She falls asleep quickly, plus we can be quiet.”
“Can you?” he snickers, and I punch him in the chest.
“Fine. I can go find someone else.” I move to climb off the bed but feel a hand wrap around my wrist and pull me back.
“Don’t you dare fucking leave.”
I lay on my side, throwing my leg over his, and circle my fingers around his chest in an infinity symbol, making sure to flick his nipple ring each time. He grabs my leg and pulls me on top of him so his thick, pierced cock is lodged in the middle of my glistening pussy. The gentle brush of his Jacob’s ladder on my clit nearly makes me orgasm alone.
“You were close downstairs, weren’t you? You’re soaking wet.” He sits up and lifts my shirt over my head and tosses it to the ground before he cups my breasts and goes between, sucking each one while kneading the other.
My arms wrap around his neck as I press my chest into his face and grind my clit on his cock. “You feel so good,” I whisper.
“I want to taste you. Seeing Jax down there eating you made me hot with jealousy. I wanted to taste you, taste his lips. Anything.”
“You should have.” Visions of Emmett and Jax kissing over my pussy drive me fucking wild with lust. My hips grind hard onto his cock, chasing my orgasm from earlier. It’s right there. “I’m going to come on your cock.”
“Good, then you can come in my mouth, before you come again with my cock buried so far inside you, you’ll be able to taste my come when I explode inside of you.”
“Emmett,” I whisper out a moan riding his piercings. His words, his cock, his body are a drug that I can’t get enough of.
He sucks my breast into his mouth and clamps on my nipple, pain mixing with pleasure as I explode around him. My entire body quivers as I continue to ride, pushing my orgasm further. He drops my breast and takes my mouth in a forceful kiss, swallowing my moans. His tongue presses in, sliding, twirling. I could kiss this man every minute of every day. His mouth is God’s gift to this… well, me. Because he’s mine.
When I stop moving, he flips us over on the bed and is on top of me in seconds, his body hovering as he plants kisses on my neck, over my breasts and down to my clit, where he licks up my come. He hums in appreciation as his hands work over my breasts.
“You taste like heaven.”
“You feel like heaven.”
He places my legs over his shoulders, then sits up so my ass is hovering.
“There.” He licks from the bottom of my pussy to the top, where he sucks on my clit. He does it again, but this time starts lower. Like loooower. He tickles my asshole with his beard and my legs clamp around his head.
“Where’s your tongue going there, good buddy?”
