"Dax,pleasestop talking."
"All right, you know what?" He reaches between my legs, rubbing my pussy through my yoga pants. "I can think of something you could do to shut me up."
My breath hitches. "What is it?"
"Wrap those pretty lips of yours around my cock. I want you to gag on it; I want to see your eyes water. Then I'll stop talking about how much your big brother wants to slip his dick into your sweet little pussy."
He buries his head in my neck, kissing and sucking the sensitive spot just below my ear.
"Stop saying stuff like that," I pant.
"If you want me to stop, you know what to do," he says. Then he leans in, whispering in my ear, "And I won't even tell Nolan that the last time I said something like that, you came all over me."
"What? No, I—" But I stop before finishing the sentence because I remember now. It was in this room when he told me what Elias would do if he heard me. "…That's not why."
"What did I miss?" Nolan asks.
"Nothing." I sit up, pull my shirt over my head, and remove my bra, hoping to change the subject.
Besides, even if he were right, it doesn't matter how much Elias wants to fuck me. I will never, ever let that happen.
I kneel between Dax's legs, pulling his basketball shorts and boxers down, and take his rock-hard length in my fist. Then I lick my lips, lowering my mouth onto the tip, swirling my tongue around it, making eye contact as I take him into the back of my throat.
I suck him nice and slow a couple of times, taking my time, licking the precum away and swallowing around him. Then I move my fist and take more of him—until I can't breathe and it hurts—and I gag around him like he asked, holding it there while my eyes water.
I blink, sending tears rolling down each of my cheeks.
"Fuck yes…" Dax moans. "You're such a good girl, aren't you, Saige?"
He places his hands on my cheeks, wiping my tears away with his thumbs before using his hands to hold me in place and thrusting further into my mouth, groaning when he hitsthe back of my throat. I swallow around him while I choke, desperate for air.
"I bet you like that, don't you, Saige? It feels good to be a good girl, doesn't it?"
When he lets go, I gasp for air, but I don't stop licking and sucking him. He keeps one hand in my hair, but the other hand…
With the other hand, he takes out Nolan's dick, pumping it in his fist. I watch it while they both watch me, my pussy clenching when I watch Dax smear cum all over the tip with his thumb.
I choke again, and Dax groans. "Do it to Nolan now."
I don't hesitate, letting Dax's wet, hard cock fall from my mouth against his stomach before moving between Nolan's legs. Dax keeps his hand at the base, holding it while I suck the tip clean, tasting salty cum on my tongue.
"Oh, fuck," Nolan groans.
"Make sure you tell her what a good girl she is for sucking your cock clean," Dax says. "She likes that."
"You're such a good fucking girl, Saige," Nolan rasps. "Your mouth feels like fucking heaven."
Dax moves his hand away, wrapping it around his own dick, stroking it slowly while he watches me give Nolan the same treatment. I take him into the back of my throat a few times, licking and sucking him while I get the feel of it, watching his tongue come out to lick his lips before he groans.
And then I take it all, gagging around him. I whimper a little while tears run down my cheeks. Before I can take a breath, hestarts fucking my face; I gasp for what little air I can get while drool runs down my chin.
"Holy shit," Dax says. "Fuck, I can't take it anymore."
He pulls his shorts and boxers all the way off, tossing them off the bed before sitting up and pulling his shirt over his head. Then he moves behind me, pulling my yoga pants and underwear down. I shift my weight to help him pull them over my knees and ankles, and he tosses them aside before sinking his dick into my pussy.
My toes curl, and I moan around Nolan's dick while Dax fucks me from behind.
"You were so ready for this, weren't you, baby?" he asks. "So fucking wet from sucking dick. You know, I've never seen Nolan fuck anyone's face like that before—except for mine. You must have been really good to him."
