My laugh is victorious.
“I’ve missed you.” I mean the words every time I say them.
“Show me how.”
I lower her to the ground and pull the bra away. Her skirt is already up around her waist, exposing a lacy thong where my mouth is going to be in around ninety seconds. This isn’t going to be slow, because there’s time for that later, when Isaac’s with us and we’re complete.
Now is about catching up with lost nights and empty days.
Blair’s moan is lost to the breeze as I suck on a nipple, seeing it pucker in the air when I move my mouth away. She pushes out her breasts, demanding more attention, but I ignore her and laugh.
“Ben.” My name is a complaint.
“You’ve been away. I have a lot to get reacquainted with.”
My mouth travels down over her skin to between her legs. I don’t bother to remove the thong. It can stay for a while longer and I know the lace will add to the sensation of me tonguing her clit through it.
She’s not far off coming when I hear footsteps. I breakaway, because although everyone in the castle is pretty sure that Blair and I are a lot more than employer and employee, I don’t want anyone else to see her like this.
Unless it’s the man who’s now standing there, looking like all his favourite meals have been served in one go.
And he’s hungry.
Isaac doesn’t interrupt and I don't stop to ask him where he’s been, or why it’s taken him so long to get here.
He stands a few metres away, Blair catching sight of him and palming her tits for his benefit. I watch him while I’m eating her out, see him undo his trousers and take out his thick cock, running his hand over it.
Most of the time we spend inside her; the fucking between the two of us is when she’s away or she wants to watch,
Sometimes Isaac wants to watch.
Blair spreads her legs wider, angling her head better to see Isaac, licking her lips. I know what she’s asking and so does he, coming closer to her so he’s just out of reach.
She comes in my mouth, her hips bucking and her hands reaching for me. I look at Isaac as her movements subside.
“Do you want to fuck our queen first?”
He looks at my cock as I undo my trousers, dropping them so I’m naked, my top already lost due to her hands.
“No. I want to watch you.”
Blair’s nipples are like two diamonds, rock hard and erect, and it’s too tempting to pinch at them before I enter her, aware of Isaac’s eyes on us. He sees my cock pushing into her, her tits starting to bounce as I move hard inside her.
“I like watching how you get her ready for me.” His words make her pussy contract around my cock, gripping it hard, and her hand reaches for his dick.
This time he gives it her, guiding it to her mouth and palming her tits, his wicked words telling her what I’m doing to her, how beautiful she looks, how he’s going to fuck her too and empty himself inside her.
Isaac is the romantic, the one who knows what to say, but his mouth knows how to be dirty.
Her orgasm brings on mine. I feel each pulse of my cock fill her, hear her moans and feel the grip of her hands on my arms.
Isaac leans over her and puts his mouth on mine. His kiss is brief and it dominates; a thank you for what I’ve just done and a way of telling me he wants his turn.
I shift away from him and he moves around, giving me space to kiss Blair. She holds on to me as my cock pulls out of her, her grip telling me that she doesn’t want it to end, not yet.
As I move back, Isaac picks her up while on his knees, the grass cushioning us. He has her facing him; she’s still naked, nipples still hard and I can see my semen dripping from her.
Isaac kisses her, his hands on her tits. She’s clutching at his shoulders to keep her balance and I know there’s no way she can be on top.
