“I’m going to come. Will you swallow it for me like my good little girl?” I ask, remembering how she wanted to swallow Jagger’s release. The sight of that had driven me wild with jealousy at the time, even though her hand had been on me.
She gives a little nod just as my balls tighten and my fingers tighten in her hair even more. I try not to hurt her as I take over the rhythm, thrusting into her mouth as fast as I can. Suddenly, my release explodes out of me, and only my hand on the tree keeps me from collapsing onto her.
Like a pro, she greedily takes everything I give her, licking me clean and even helping to recloth me. I pant heavily above her, and she tilts her head back to look up at me, a bit of nervousness on her face. “Did I do okay?”
“You were spectacular,” I admit. Her smile is wide, and I can see she feels proud of herself right now.She should.
Knowing we need to get back to the others, I start to tell her, “We should?—”
“Humpback whale,” she blurts out, cutting me off. My eyes widen before a small laugh escapes me. She looks sheepish as she avoids my eyes and says. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. But doing that was really… hot.”
I drop to my knees in front of her, grab her behind the legs, and yank her to me before pressing her to her back.
“What—Oh!” Before she can even ask what I’m doing, my head is under her skirt, her panties pulled aside, and my tongue is spearing into her. “Yes! Sly!” She groans as she starts thrashing back and forth in the grass.
I slide one hand up, under her crop top, and yank her bra down, freeing one of her delectable breasts. I roll her swollen nipple between my fingers, and she gasps, her hips trying to buck her needy sex against my mouth.
I use two fingers to part her folds, lick straight up her center, and suck her clit into my mouth. Then I drive my fingers into her. She comes fast, both of her hands fly up to cover her mouth as she tries to smother her scream, her core clenching around my fingers as I stroke her through her climax.
Fuck, making her come just for me, twice, is something I’m incredibly grateful for. I’m not foolish enough to think I can ever keep her for myself, and I admit that having multiple people watch out for her helped to ease my nervesabout losing her. Between the four of us—five if you count Elias, which I don’t—there is always at least one person with her. There’s no way she’ll ever be taken from us again.
Her arms drop to the sides as she breathes heavily. I pull her clothes back in place, giving her a few seconds to rest before I help her stand and smooth out her hair.
“Elias is probably wondering what’s taking us so long,” she says as I wrap my arm around her shoulders and guide her back toward the others.
“I’m sure he has some idea what we’ve been up to,” I tell her calmly. Inside, I’m strutting like a preening peacock, eager to see the jealousy plastered on Elias’s face when he realizes what we’ve been up to.
“Oh,” she says as the SUV comes into sight. The two doors facing us are open, and Jagger and Elias lean against them, while Dex paces back and forth. Pete just stands there, staring in our direction as he flicks a knife open and closed.
“Would it bother you if he knew what we did?” I ask, wondering if she’s embarrassed or ashamed.
“Umm, it doesn’t bother me, per se. I just don’t want to upset him.”
“Ahh,” I say with a nod. “So you know he has feelings for you?” She has come a long way since we met her. I’m not sure she would have understood the signs of desire he’s been showing back then.
“I know he cares about me. He always has. We’ve been best friends our whole lives.” Hmm… Maybe she doesn’t see his infatuation as anything other than friendship. I’m not going to be the one to tell her, either. The longer I could keep them apart and stop anything from starting, the better.
Although I’d be a fool not to see the chemistry they have, it’s only a matter of time before he makes a move. I wouldn’tbegrudge him for it either. As much as I didn’t trust him at first, it’s clear he’s dedicated his life to finding a way to free her. But I think he took the wrong approach. I would have gotten her out of there seven years ago, when he first realized that she was being treated poorly.
I get why he did what he did, but he should have acted sooner.
“Finally!” Dex says as we approach the SUV.
“Sorry for the delay, there was something I needed to take care of immediately,” I tell him, my eyes flicking to Elias to see his jaw and fists clench with anger.
“You got a little something here,” Pete says, reaching forward and plucking a leaf I may have purposely left from Wren’s hair.
She looks up at me with wide eyes. “Whoops,” I say with a straight face as her cheeks grow pink.
“Can we go?” Elias says angrily.
“I’m sorry, Elias,” she says, looking shy again. “Do you think I could run to the bathroom before we leave?”
“I’ll take you,” I tell her, wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her toward the building.
“Be quick this time, would ya?” Pete yells at our backs, but I can hear the laughter in his voice.
When we get inside, I direct her to the larger family washroom, so I can use the facilities as well, without leaving her unguarded.
