“Is that so?” Langston stepped into the room, pausing beside the bed. Wrapping his fingers around her chin, he tipped her face up to his. “You think so little of me, shortcake?”
“No, it’s just….” She shrugged, not finishing the thought.
“You’ve been betrayed before, so you’re cautious of it happening again?” He looked down at me. “What do you think,West? Should I punish her for thinking that she’s not perfect for us, or that I’d even think about fucking up the best thing that has ever happened to me?”
“Yes,” Juno and I said in unison.
Langston’s smile grew, making faint lines spread out from the corners of both eyes. My heart slammed in my chest. It was rare to see that genuine, carefree, truly joyful smile, and every damn time, it took my breath away.
“You think you deserve to be punished?” He released his hold on her chin to cross both arms over his chest. “Why?”
“Because I’m mad at myself for even thinking it. Maybe it will help disrupt that automatic suspicion. I hate it, but even when I try to reassure myself, that sinking feeling in my stomach won’t go away.” She blinked up at Langston with an imploring expression. “Please.”
Without a word, Langston moved over to my side table and yanked open the drawer, pulling out the box of condoms I kept there and tossing them onto the bed beside my head. He had told me after his date with Juno that she wasn’t on birth control, which was fine by me; it was her choice to be on it or not. If condoms were needed to be with her, then I’d buy a lifetime’s supply. Hell, I’d do, wear, and buy anything to be with Juno.
When she tried to climb off me, Langston stopped her with a quick slap to the ass.
“Stay where you are.” He slid his gaze down to me. “Both of you. I think West here needs to be reminded of his worth too.”
“Fine by me,” I said, winking at Juno. “Looks like we’ll both be having fun.”
“Fun?” Langston chuckled, the sound dark and humorless, making my smile drop. “We’ll see how much fun you’re having shortly.”
Stepping behind Juno, he gripped the waistband of her yoga pants and worked them over her hips, then down her creamythighs, carefully helping her maneuver out of them. When he pulled the large T-shirt over her head, she helped, raising both arms in the air until it was tugged free.
“Fuck, you have the best tits,” Langston murmured before flicking the front clasp of her bra, allowing her full breasts to burst free. After tossing the bra over his shoulder, he palmed one, the soft skin spilling between his thick fingers. With a wicked glint in his eye, he pressed between Juno’s shoulder blades while guiding her peaked tip toward my lips.
A full-body shiver had me twitching on the bed as he dragged it along my lips, teasing us both. Unable to hold back, my tongue slid out to flick her pebbled nipple, desperate to suck it between my lips. Juno’s gasp had my hips bucking off the bed, my steel-hard cock throbbing beneath my jeans. Langston noted the movement with an arched brow.
“Having fun yet?” he chuckled before pushing her nipple between my lips. “Suck her hard like you do me.” Juno’s and my groaned curses filled the bedroom, followed by Langston’s laugh. “Oh, we’re just getting started. Remember, you asked for this, shortcake.” He snaked a hand between us and popped the top button of my jeans. “And you egged it on.”
Best decision ever.
After loosening my pants, he wrapped the waistband and top of my boxer briefs in a firm hold and tugged. Heels digging into the mattress, I lifted my hips, helping him work them down my thighs, maneuvering Juno’s legs as he went. When he pulled them free, he tossed them aside, adding them to the growing pile of clothes.
Langston brushed the tip of his thumb along his lower lip as he stared at us, neither Juno nor I moving except for our heaving chests from each ragged breath. The scrape of the cardboard flap opening followed by the crinkle of the condom wrappers hadmy dick jumping against my stomach. Juno’s head fell forward, forehead resting on my sternum with her ass high in the air.
“See something you like?” Langston asked around the condom wrapper between his teeth. He ripped it open and tossed the trash to the floor, reaching between us. I hissed when his fingers wrapped around me, my lids slamming shut as I bucked into his firm grip. “Why don’t you help me, Juno? I know West would love to have your hands on him too.”
She shimmied down to sit her bare ass on top of my thighs, and a guttural groan rumbled in my chest when her spread thighs gave me a perfect view of her dripping pussy. I slid my good hand up her thigh, fingers brushing her soft skin, and dipped into her folds. Juno’s breath hitched only for it to turn into a whimper when Langston swatted my hand away.
“Not yet.” He paused, lips curling in a smile as if he’d just thought of something sinister.
Tossing the condom to the quilt, Langston stepped behind Juno and gripped her hips. Guiding her higher until her core hovered over my cock, he slid his hands down both legs, gripping her knees and spreading her wide. With a gasp, Juno dropped low, her drenched cunt landing right on top of my dick.
Grip back on her hips, Langston shifted her up and down, gliding her along my shaft. Hands curled in the quilt, I squeezed both lids shut in an effort to not shift, adjusting my angle to slip inside her.
Juno tossed her head back, her curly brown hair cascading down her back. Fisting the thick curls, Langston guided her mouth to his. Their combined moans filled my ears, my already-simmering desire now boiling.
“Langston,” I gritted out. “You’ve made your point. Please let me fuck her.”
With his hold on her hair, Langston kept her still, breaking their kiss to stare down at me.
“Please.”
I was on the verge of exploding all over her stomach and my own, but I wanted to be inside her, feel her snug pussy tighten around me.
“Lift your hips, Juno,” Langston ordered and picked up the discarded condom. Keeping his dark gaze locked on me, he gripped my cock in a firm hold and rolled the condom down my shaft. The mattress molded around the back of my head where I pressed it back hard, full focus on not coming from his touch and anticipation of what was to come.
