There’s no kissing anymore.
All me and Kai can do is pant as Bastian strokes Kai’s cock and toys with my pussy.
Kai keeps trying to grab my ass or my thighs or touch my clit, but all it takes is a quiet, “No,” from Bastian for him to pluck his hands away like he’s been scalded.
He fists his hands against his hips, his gaze darting between Bastian jerking him off and the way our professor’s other hand is driving me mad.
Kai lets out a strangled sound of frustration. “I can’t just?—“
“Yes, you can. You’ll sit, and you’ll watch, and neither of you will come until I say so.”
“Red,” Kai grits out.
“Safe words aren’t for tantrums,” Bastian says, his dark eyes gleaming when he glances over at me. “Do you agree, sweet girl?”
“Yes,” I manage, though I would’ve agreed to a double murder-suicide right now if Bastian asked.
Kai thumps his fists into the car’s seat, his back arching as he fights not to grab Bastian’s hand, not to come, just to sit there and take it.
I’m glad I’ve got something to bite onto, because Bastian is teasing me just as fucking hard. Just as I’m about to surrender, he moves his fingers away.
“Jesus, please,” Kai mutters, punching the car seat again. “I’ve got to?—“
“Take my cock out if you need something to keep busy with,” Bastian says.
Kai scoffs. Even through the waves of pleasure our professor is wringing out of us, I can’t believe Kai isstillfighting his attraction. Bastian shoves two fingers inside me, causing me to start bucking my hips.
Which brings me closer to the crown of Kai’s cock.
And Bastian—the sick fuck he is—angles Kai’s cock so my dripping, aching pussy drags over the tip of that cock every time I buck forward.
God, it sounds like we’re torturing Kai. And I must be a closet sadist, because I’m loving every second.
“That’s it,” Bastian murmurs. “You feel how wet she is, boy? Bet you wish you had your cock inside our pretty little slut’s dripping cunt, don’t you?”
I see something give inside Kai.
With a sound that’s half-whimper, half-growl, he rips open Bastian’s belt and shoves a hand down his suit pants.
Bastian groans, shifting to his knees so Kai can guide his cock out.
“Fuck,” I mutter through the fabric caught in my teeth.
I can’t take it anymore. The sight of Kai stroking his hand down Bastian’s thick cock while Bastian has his fingers inside meandwrapped around Kai’s dick is too much for me to take.
My eyes feel like they’re rolling to the back of my head as an orgasm slams into me. Muscles locking, back arching like a demon is leaving my body.
Too-da-loo, motherfucker.
“Fuck her, Kai. Fuck her so hard, she screams.” Bastian’s voice sounds disembodied, but Kai’s cock sure as hell is real.
He slams home between my slick, shamelessly spread thighs, driving his cock all the way inside my pussy.
I shudder around him, vaguely aware that Bastian’s got my dress in a fist so he can watch Kai’s cock sink inside me. Then, while I’m still riding out my orgasm, our professor drops his head and sucks my clit between his teeth.
I yell a curse.
I think I even black out.
