“Taste…so good.” I can just make out Hudson’s low tone, and my gaze snaps down to find him entirely smothered by Natalia’s body as she grinds on his face, chasing every last drop of pleasure she can find.
I raise my eyes to Nat’s to find hers are closed, head thrown back and lips parted as if she’s still floating down to Earth. “I need to taste you too,” I whisper, the sentence flying from my lips so eagerly, I’m not even sure I intended to say it aloud.
I’m desperate to be offering her satisfaction so intense.
Her eyes snap open, blown pupils taking up the entirety of her deep, dark eyes. She blinks heavily, and I’m unsure ifshe even heard me. Her head drops suddenly, and I follow it, watching as Hudson grips her thighs with his strong, rough hands and lifts her off his face.
“You want to eat my kitten’s pussy, angel?”
His gaze is a blazing sapphire as it meets mine through Natalia’s parted thighs. I nod rapidly. Hudson gently maneuvers Natalia off him and says, “Lean back on the pillows, Nat. I’m in charge now.”
She smiles, slipping her bottom lip between her teeth before she kisses me one more time. “Yes, Coach.”
I climb off Hudson, sighing when his cock leaves me entirely and I’m left feeling empty. I sit back on my knees at the end of the bed as Nat props herself on the pillows and spreads her legs. Her pussy is plump and wet and pink—glistening with arousal that makes my mouth water.
I’m so fixated on it, enraptured by the long fingers and red-painted nails that tease me as they spread her lips, the giggle that escapes her when we both realize I’m licking mine—I don’t realize Hudson is beside me until his hands dance along my skin, pulling my hair behind my shoulder and brushing it down my back.
“She has a pretty little cunt, doesn’t she? Tastes good too.”
My breath hitches at the low rasp in his tone, and I whip sideways to meet his gaze. His cheeks are tinged red, his lips and beard still wet with Natalia’s climax. His eyes soften as he takes me in, his touch tender and calm despite the raging lust that seems to be permeating the air. “Are you okay with this, Ellie? Me being in control now?” I nod. “I might get a little rough. Are you open to that?”
“Yes.” I nod harder, my core clenching at the thought.
“Yes, what?”
I swallow. “Yes, Daddy.”
He chuckles before sliding a hand up my spine and knotting his fingers in the hair at my nape. “Good girl.” He moves so quickly, I hardly register him stepping off the bed and moving behind me, or the way he abruptly throws my body downward on the mattress until my face is level with Nat’s parted thighs. “Now, get to work, angel. You don’t come until she does.”
With a hand on the back of my head, he urges my mouth between Nat’s legs, and I don’t think twice before swiping my tongue up the length of her slit. I’m not exactly sure what to do or what to expect. I’ve never been with a woman before—never thought about it, really.
I’ve always had a rapt appreciation for the female form, been drawn to women’s bodies and minds. I never thought that made me…bisexual? Hell, I don’t even know if I am, or if it’s just Nat making me feel this way.
I shove those thoughts away to dissect later, because in this moment, with her wet and waiting pussy in my face, I don’t have the option to overthink. I don’t know what I’m doing, and I’m terrified I’m going to completely fuck this up, but I move on instinct.
“It’s okay,” Nat coos, likely feeling my tension and hesitation. She gently reaches down, placing her palm on the crown of my head. “You can play with me, Ellie. I’ll help guide you.”
I’m reminded that I know her body like I know my own, so I think about what brings me pleasure and how I can give it back to Nat. I flick her clit again, and her body jolts, bringing her even closer to me as she loudly moans.
Before I have the chance to savor the sweet, sultry taste of her, Hudson drives his cock back inside me, thrusting to the hilt. Warmth floods my core, and that same warmth melts on my tongue as Nat spreads her legs wider.
Hudson starts out slow, and I imagine it’s because he knows I need a moment not only to adjust to his fullness and allowmyself to stretch around him once again, but because I’m dedicating focus to Natalia right now. I need to explore her, need to know what she likes—pace and pressure and rhythm. I need to show her she belongs to me every bit as much as she belongs to him, and I need to do that by acquainting myself with every inch of her heat and flesh.
I drag my tongue down to her center, prodding it inside her until she clenches. She’s soft and warm and so wet, it’s nearly flooding my mouth. I swallow it, cataloging the way she moans and writhes as I lap at her, circling her entrance, savoring the tightening of her walls as they close in around me.
Check. She likes that.
I move back to her clit and experiment there. I flick over it, suck her bud between my teeth, flatten my tongue and move in circles.
As I discover what works best for her—a rhythmic mix of languid strokes, sucking on her clit, and nipping it with my teeth just hard enough to set her on edge—I set a steady pace that increases as Hudson begins fucking me harder. He slams into me with his own rough tempo, reaching deeper than I’ve ever known. It’s as if he’s fucking me into Nat, recreating that chain reaction of crescendoing cries of pleasure.
“You’re doing so well, angel,” Nat rasps after Hudson groans deeply, his cock pulsing inside me. “You’re making both of us feel so good. You were made for this, weren’t you?”
My body clenches at her words, and she begins to tremble as the moan I let out vibrates against her pussy.
“Keep praising her like that, kitten,” Hudson demands. “She gets real tight when you tell her how good she is.”
I lift my eyes to find Nat’s shining down at me as I continue working at her clit. She brushes the loose hair from my face, smiling. “You eat pussy like a champ, baby. You’re gonna make me come all over you.”
