Jax pulls me down on top of him and moans out as his tongue swipes up my middle. Emmett and I lock eyes as his hand grips around Jax’s cock. He sinks slowly onto it and the room freezes.
Time.
The world.
Everything stops moving except for us.
Watching Emmett take Jax’s gigantic cock in his mouth sets my body on fire. Jax’s tongue stops moving for a second, but his hands grip tighter onto my thighs. I’d bet my entire paycheck, if I were to look at Jax right now, his eyes would be in the back of his head.
Emmett slowly drags his tongue and lips back up and looks at me. The look is… hard to describe. It’s like pure fucking magic. My body wants to ride Jax’s face until I squirt down his throat, but the other part of me wants to take this slowly. Savor every second of this.
Emmett goes back down again, and I slowly grind on Jax, letting his tongue spear me.
JAX - ANYTHING
Holyfuckingshit.
Holy fucking shit.
His mouth.
His goddamn perfect mouth is wrapped around my cock.
Holy shit.
It’s perfect.
I’m going to fucking blow my load down his throat in like two seconds, which would be super fucking embarrassing, but goddamn.
Fucking Everlee. She did this. I love her so much, but I don’t know if I should be mad or happy. Mad because I can’t see any other way in the future besides this. Mad because it took me so long. Mad because I love it so fucking much. Or happy. Happy this is finally happening. Happy that she loves us and we love her more than anything in the world and are able to explore this side of ourselves without fear.
Oh goddamn, he just went down again.
So slow.
So painfully slow.
I want to thrust my hips and fuck his mouth, but I know the second I do, I’m done for. He sucks cock so good. Fuck me, why did I wait so long? We’d toyed around with girls before and he would let me take him in the ass, but we didn’t do it all the time. And that was on me. I liked it too much and didn’t want to give in to those feelings.
Shit. Shit. Shit. He just took me to the hilt and the back of his throat just tensed around my cock. Everlee is grinding on my face, because I’m a selfish piece of shit who can’t focus on her right now when I should be. No. Instead, she’s having to get herself off.
Again.
No.
Fuck that.
My hands grip tightly around her thighs so I can pull her down and drive my tongue into her. She lets out a moan of appreciation as my tongue spears her. She’s so wet she’s nearly sliding off my face. I knew she wanted this. Wanted us. She’s perfect. So fucking perfect. She was made for us and I’m not- we’re not - letting her go anywhere. I will give her anything she wants. Marriage? Kids? I will find a way to make it happen for her. She is my everything. Our everything.
My head spins and I feel drunk. Drunk from love.
“Damn,” Everlee moans out, riding my face harder. “Emmett…” she sighs, “watching you is about to make me come down Jax’s throat.”
He lifts his head up. “Drown him, Trouble.” His hand tightens on my cock and the second his lips move over it, her legs tighten around my head and she’s squirting into my mouth. I hurriedly swallow down, ignoring the feeling of being waterboarded because I love it.
“Oh, fuck!” She screams out, trying to lift off my face, but my hands tighten around her legs, holding her to me. My tongue swirls around as I suck her clit. I want her to feel all the pleasure she’s given me.
“I’ve… never…” she pants as she convulses on my face and then collapses down. “That was intense.”
