“Just shut the fuck up and suck my cock, asshole. How’s that for words?” His hand finds my chain and he pulls hard before shoving my face against his rigid cock.
If he wants to play dirty, I’ll play dirty.
I don’t waste a second as I grab his shaft, and the sound that escapes his throat is so deep and so hot, it goes straight to my cock. I shift my position because I’m hard as hell and this isn’t comfortable. He lets go of me as I push his legs open more. Beside me, Hailey shifts around. I spit on his cock, my gaze never leaving his. Sliding my hand over his shaft, I let him get used to the feel of my hand before I take over with my mouth.
The minute his cock hits the back of my throat, making me gag, he cries out.
“Shit, Alex, I—”
Mack’s a big guy everywhere it counts, that’s for sure. Drool collects at my chin, and I have to focus on breathing because I don’t want to pass out.
I’ve been with a few guys, and I know it sounds cliche as fuck, but I’ve never gone down on a guy this big before. But he doesn’t need to know that, and I’m not going to let it stop me, either.
“Oh, fuck…” Mack hisses.
His reaction drives me to double down as I do it again, taking him to the back of my throat. I gag and choke and suck him like my life depends on it. Hewillremember this blow job, if it’s the last thing I do.
I pop off him as Hailey nudges me aside. She takes over for a few strokes and sucks before I dive back in. We go back and forth like that for a little bit, switching off on kissing him and sucking him like a well-oiled machine until Mack is cursing up a storm. Between the two of us, we find a rhythm pretty quickly. Because I’m not a complete asshole, I make sure that while I’m enjoying the fuck out of Mack writhing beneath me and thrusting his cock into the back of my throat, her clit gets the attention it deserves, taking it between my fingers and rubbing it until she’s grinding against my hand, panting just as badly as the man before me.
I wouldn’t even be here, with his cock down my throat, without her, so it’s the least I can do.
Before I can latch on to that thought, his strained voice cuts through the air and pulls my focus. I remove my attention and my free hand from Hailey, her heavy breath echoing beside me. She shifts position again, the bed dipping as she gets beside Mack and brings him to her mouth, her kiss messy. Her lips travel to his neck as his dark gaze finds mine. I take him back into my throat once more, moaning around his thick cock. I shift my focus to the most beautiful sight before me.
His eyebrows knit together, his perfect mouth parted as his Adam’s apple bobs and his breaths come in fast.
“Alex—” Mack’s voice is strained, breathy. I love how my name sounds with his voice like that. “Oh my God—”
The sounds of Hailey kissing his neck echo between us. Her hand slides over his chest, down his stomach until it rests just below his navel, and I know how fucking close he is.
“Alex!” Panic laces his voice as his fingers grip the comforter, trying to hold back how good it feels.
Not on my watch, Mackenzie.
I want the whole fucking strip to know how much you like this.
How much you like my mouth on your cock.
“I’m going to come,” he grits out, his voice dredged in a mixture of desperation and ecstasy. I know what he needs, so I don’t think twice about giving him the permission he needs to let go.
“That’s it,” I say. “Scream my name.”
I cup his balls in my hand as I roll my tongue around his head.
“While you come in my mouth,” I add, sinking my fingernails into his thighs and forcing his cock into the back of my throat until I hit my gag reflex.
Hailey curses, and I hear the faint sounds of her fingers slipping through the folds of her wet pussy as she cries out her own ecstasy.
His hand finds the back of my neck, fingers wrapping in the silver links of my chain. He pulls hard, forcing me down as far as I can go until I literally choke on his cock. His euphoric voice is the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard and makes every labored breath worth it.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” he cries, his words muffled by Hailey’s mouth. The deep growl that follows the explosion of his hot cum releasing down my throat goes straight to my cock, and I thrust myself against the mattress beneath me as my balls draw tight.
I swallow every drop, reveling in the sweetness of his cum on my tongue.
Fuck, this is so much better than I imagined it would be. I groan as I swallow his salty release, his entire body relaxing beneath me, muscles turning to Jell-O.
“Alex,” he breathes my name so softly I barely hear it.
The sound of his curse is like a balm to my soul as his fingers find my hair and he grabs a fist full of it. He doesn’t grab it as tightly as I expect him to. His fingers slip through my locks lazily, that post orgasm high hitting its peak along with the alcohol, most likely.
