Me:Good. Take notes.
Alec:I made her come the hardest last night.
Me:Highly doubtful, considering what you did to her nipples.
Rowan:She’s waiting—and so are we. Bicker in your own time.
I set the phone down again. Her bra and knickers now lay on the bed.
“Come here and get my dick nice and wet,” I said.“The wetter it is, the more it’ll benefit you.”
The phone buzzed as she crossed the room. I ignored it.
She sank to her knees, resting her elbows against me as she opened her mouth.
“Breakfast and cock,” I said lightly.“Aren’t you lucky?”
Her mouth was already full, so she didn’t answer.
I felt saliva around me, but it wasn’t enough. To her credit, she pushed herself further down my length. Her lips tightened. She sucked. My cock swelled in her mouth and I paused, drawing in a breath before lifting the cigarette to my lips.
“Quite the cock sucker now, Ella,” I said, exhaling smoke over her.
My phone buzzed again.
I lifted my middle finger toward the main camera.
“Pull off. Spit on my dick, then offer me your arsehole,” I said, taking a final drag of my cigarette before stabbing the butt into the ashtray.
When I looked at her, I almost laughed.
My dick was still in her mouth—but she’d finally looked up at me.
Wide eyes.
Fingers digging into my thighs.
Her saliva pooled on my balls before dripping onto the wooden floor.
Her mouth popped free. She stared at my dick for a second, then spat on it. I was feeling generous, so I let her spit again.
She shuffled around and did exactly what I told her.
Backed into me.
Offering me her holes.
I hoped the cameras caught how wet her cunt was.
Chapter 30
Ella
When I felt the warmth of his thighs against my flank, I waited and braced my hands on the floor. The chair creaked as he shifted. His cock lined up with my arse, and I held my breath.
“Tell me what you want,” he said, his voice deep and dangerous.
“I w-want—”
