All protest has disappeared as he lifts his hips, letting me pull his jeans and boxers down his legs. He knows the state of play as well as I do, and he wants this too much to fight the inevitable any longer. He leans back in the chair, closing his eyes as he spreads his thighs wide. He’s completely relaxed, not fearful I’ll bite his cock off, because he knows Saint is right. My body is on fire right now, my core pulsing, and my mouth salivating at the prospect of sucking his giant cock.
If I close my eyes, I can remember the feel of him moving inside me, pounding my pussy so hard I saw stars.
Fuck Saint. Fuck him. Fuck him. Fuck him.
I hate he knows me this well.
I don’t want him seeing too much.
And this is exactly what I meant when I spoke to Sariah.
Because I’m me, I can’t help one last retaliation before I get to the task at hand. I glance over my shoulder at Saint. He’s back on the couch beside Theo, watching me with fire in his eyes. I pat the knife in my back pocket. “Maybe, I’ll give him a little trim too.”
Theo glances between me and Saint with an inquisitive look, but he doesn’t ask the question. Galen is too in the zone to hear, and Caz is already stroking his bare cock, eyeing me with a predatory stare, flippantly dismissing my intentional dig.
“You’re skating on thin ice, princess,” Saint warns, and I smile demurely at him before dropping my eyes to the erection pressing against the front of his jeans. He clearly gets off on this too.
I turn my head again, ignoring the guys behind me as I lower my mouth to Galen’s impressive cock. I lick the bead of precum at the tip, and his primal moan drenches my pussy in pure need.
I dive in, running my lips up and down his hot shaft while pulling the skin down and pumping the base of his cock. Then I wrap my lips around his crown, lowering slowly and taking him into my mouth. I suck hard, gliding my lips up and down his throbbing length while I also pump his cock with my hand. He thrusts into my mouth, his hips working overtime, and the sounds emanating from his throat are so hot I nearly cream my panties.
His eyes open, and he locks his gaze on mine, watching me suck him as he rocks into my mouth with urgent need. I sit up on my knees so I can position my head better and take a little more of him in, never losing eye contact.
I stroke him faster, aware of Caz cussing and moaning as he tries to slowly stroke his own cock, and it doesn’t take long for Galen to detonate in my mouth. Warm, salty cum slides down my throat as Galen roars out his release, continuing to thrust his hips until I’ve milked every last drop.
He was desperately in need of that.
A popping sound echoes in the air when he pulls out of my mouth. In a surprising move, he yanks me up into his lap and slams his lips down on mine. His tongue forces its way into my mouth, and he devours me with a slew of drugging kisses.
I lose myself in the sensations he’s evoking in me and the passionate way he’s kissing me.
If I didn’t know better, I’d almost believe he has more than hate in his heart for me.
I grab his shoulders, angling my head and deepening the kiss. When he moans into my mouth, every nerve ending on my body is on high alert, and I’m writhing against him like a woman possessed.
Angry sex is a favorite of mine, and I’d love to impale myself on Galen’s cock now, but I’ve another man to take care of, and from the sounds nearby, Caz is on the verge of losing his load.
I pull back, staring at Galen as both our chests inflate in sync. His lips are shiny and swollen from kissing me, and I’ve no doubt mine are the same. He surprises me again, leaning forward to press a softer kiss to my lips, and I wonder if this is his way of declaring a truce. But his face gives nothing away as he lifts me up, handing me over to his buddy.
Caz holds my face painfully as he meshes our lips in a frantic, hard, brutal kiss. His tongue swirls around the inside of my mouth, licking and laving, and the thoughts he might be tasting his buddy’s leftover cum gets me so worked up I grind down on his cock, rocking back and forth, needing the friction to set flame to the fire.
I tumble off the ledge, screaming into his mouth as I come, pressing my chest into his while I ride each turbulent wave. I’m panting after I come down from my high, momentarily resting my head on Caz’s shoulder while I snatch a minute to recover.
“You are sexy as fuck, Lo.” Caz breathes against my ear as his fingers weave through my hair. “That was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.” He takes my hand, pulling it down between the gap in our bodies and pressing it to his cock. “And I need you to suck my dick now before I come without you even touching me.”
I slide down between his legs, kneeling on the floor and leaning forward to take him into my mouth. He grabs the back of my head, shoving me down more forcefully on his cock, and he proceeds to fuck my face without abandon.
I stretch my mouth wider, taking him all the way in, licking and sucking as he grunts, jamming his cock in and out of my mouth, his powerful thighs rippling with the motion as he thrusts. I play with his balls, and the minute I prod the entrance to his ass, he comes apart, cussing and shouting my name as he also shoots cum down my throat. Caz is fond of a little ass play, and I wonder if he’s ever experimented with other guys.
I fall back on my butt when Caz pulls his dick from my mouth. “Fucking hell, babe. You’re like the queen of blowjobs.”
I press a kiss to his muscular, hairy leg. “Why, thank you, kind sir. That’s just what every little girl aspires to.” I send him a saucy smile.
He chuckles, reaching out to tousle my hair in a surprisingly affectionate gesture.
“You’re quite impressive yourself,” I add, knowing this will piss Saint off. “You made me come without even touching me.”
“Yep. I’m just that good, princess,” he says, puffing out his chest, happy to take all the credit, and I laugh.
