Ellie’s head drops back, her throat working with the moan she lets out.
I spread her legs even wider, whispering over her cunt as I say, “Answer me, angel.”
“Yes—”
Before the word fully leaves her mouth, my tongue finds its way between her thighs.
CHAPTER FIVE
HUDSON
Ellie’s back arches,head falling onto the pillows and messily framing her flushed face as Nat begins to languidly lap at her slit.
Ellie’s nipples peek through the fabric of her shirt, and I desperately wish she wasn’t wearing it. I’m ashamed to admit the number of times I’ve thought about Ellie’s tits. They’re full and round—the kind you can drown in. I’m embarrassed by the frequency with which I’ve watched her shut her bedroom door and then gotten myself off imagining her naked on the other side of it.
Now, I’m here, and she’s almost entirely bare, splayed out on her bed like a dessert I can’t fucking have. Nat moans, and I can only imagine how divine Ellie tastes. My cock fucking aches at the sight and the sound of the two of them.
I’m too goddamn old for this.
I was supposed to be married—settled down. I don’t know how I found myself in this position: sat in a chair, obeying orders from a twenty-one year old like I’m her fucking dog while she feasts on my step-daughter’s pussy right in front of me.
Fuck.
I’d known I was signing myself up for chaos when I began messing around with Natalia, but fuck, if she doesn’t look like an angel on her knees. Whether she’s below me with my cock in her mouth or in front of me with Ellie’s cunt in her face, she’s fucking flawless.
She pins Ellie’s thighs down, and I have a perfect view of the way her tongue has Ellie split open, circling her clit with precise rhythm. Ellie’s hands are caught in Nat’s hair as her body shamelessly bucks, chasing that pleasure.
Nat pulls back, running a knuckle down the length of Ellie’s center, whispering, “She tastes so good, Coach,” before slowly pushing one finger inside. Ellie’s breath catches, body tensing before she lets out a soft mewl of pleasure. Natalia’s eyes spark as she glances at me. “Are you hard right now? Watching us?”
“Yes,” I bite out gruffly, frustrated with her relentless teasing.
I don’t realize I’m reaching for my cock until Natalia tsks and hisses, “No touching. Not unless our girl tells you that you can.”
Ellie lifts her head, looking passion-hazed with heavy-lidded eyes. She studies me raptly, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as her long lashes flutter over her flushed, freckled cheeks. The epitome of seduction.
I expect her to relent, to tell me I can do what I want. I know it’s her nature to please, and that understanding makes me impossibly hard.
Instead, to my surprise, Ellie smiles and shakes her head. Somehow, I’m harder.
“You want to edge him, angel?” Nat coos, winking at me.
I’m throbbing, and I know if this goes on much longer, I’m inadvertently going to give them both exactly what they want.
Ellie nods, and if I couldn’t be more blown away by her, she says softly, “Maybe if you listen well, I’ll reward you afterward.”
My cock pulses, and I’m reduced to a whimpering fucking mess.
They muse at how pathetic I am before Nat dives back between her best friend’s thighs, pumping her middle finger in and out of Ellie’s center before adding a second. The pressure of her tongue moving in tempo with the rapid rhythm of her hand quickly has Ellie’s legs trembling, her throat moving with cascading cries of pleasure, her chest heaving in a way that has heat sparking at the base of my spine.
It’s like I’m watching the pressure grow within her, and I know she’s about to lose herself entirely. Natalia moans, her face buried deep between Ellie’s thick thighs, and I wonder if she feels it too. I can hear how wet Ellie has become, the sound of her echoing through the room and mixing with her moans. I let myself imagine how it must feel to bring her to that edge, to feel her crash against my skin and my face and my tongue.
And when Ellie does burst, it’s so unexpectedly erotic, the heat inside me explodes too. I let out a low groan as I clench the armrest of the chair I’m sitting in, mind scattering with the weight of my release. It coats my cock and my underwear inside my pants, and while it’s an effort to take my eyes off the scene playing out in front of me, I glance down to find a wet spot spreading across my groin. I shudder in embarrassment at the sight.
“Oh…my…” Ellie pants, and when I lift my eyes, I find Natalia pulling back from between her legs with the most triumphant grin as she licks Ellie’s release from her lips.
The vision of Ellie coming—trembling limbs and arched back, her hands deep in Nat’s hair as she cried her name, the look of her wetness dripping from Nat’s face—will forever be branded behind my eyelids, the only thing I’ll ever need to get hard again.
“That…” Ellie continues, but Natalia hushes her, kissing up her thighs and over her body until she reaches Ellie’s face, tucking a strand of auburn hair behind her ear.
