"I think you'd be even more comfortable if you took all of your clothes off," I tell her. "That bra looks really restrictive. It can't be comfortable."
Nolan reaches behind her and unhooks it, pulling it from her shoulders and tossing it onto the concrete.
"All right, fuck it," Nolan says. He sets his glasses and his drink aside and slides into the water behind Saige, fully clothed, and pulls her onto his lap. "This is how it feels to be me all fucking summer, anyway." He leaves an arm wrapped around the front of her body and presses his lips to her neck. She laughs before closing her eyes and sinking into him.
She looks really fucking happy, and also really unsure of what she's supposed to do with her hands. I move to the other side of the hot tub, sitting beside them. Then I pass her the drink, and she holds the bowl with both hands.
"Are you good?" I ask Nolan.
This is a lot, especially after what happened yesterday. He says Saige isn't pushing him but…maybe he's pushing himself to make her happy.
He shrugs. "I'm fine."
"What about—"
"Eight. Maybe nine."
Okay…I guess he's really good.
"Hey, Saige," he says, turning her face toward his with his thumb under her chin. "Come here."
His mouth meets hers, and it makes me fucking nervous. Turned on—yes—but still nervous. I can tell Saige is apprehensive, too. I watch her pull away from the kiss, putting an extra centimeter or two between them, as if to say,Are you sure about this?
But it doesn't seem to bother him. He closes the space between them, pulling her lower lip through his teeth, kissing her slowly, sensually. She finally lets her eyes close, and my dick swells as I watch his tongue slip into her mouth. Saige sets her drink aside and then throws her leg around his waist, shifting her weight until she's straddling him. Nolan grabs her wrists with his left hand, holding them behind her back before he starts grinding between her legs.
Saige yelps a little, and then I watch her rock her hips underwater, her perfect ass bouncing in just a pathetically thin white thong while she rolls her pussy over his cock.
And then his free hand slides down my abs before fisting my hard dick.
"Oh, fuck," I groan.
I lean back, spreading my legs, watching the two of them grinding and licking each other while Nolan pumps me at the same rhythm as Saige's hips.
It's fucking heaven. But I need more. I need to sink my dick into something.
Saige cries out, arching her back, and I realize that's exactly what Nolan just did.Fuck.
"Oh, god," she whimpers. "Oh, my god…"
She sounds like a desperate little whore. She looks like one, too—with her hands held tightly behind her back while she tries to ride him.
She wants more, and so does he. He pulls out and flips her over, and she kneels on the bench seat with her ass in the air, gripping the ledge of the hot tub, impatiently waiting for him to fill her pussy again.
Saige watches over her shoulder as he positions himself behind her, and then he buries his perfect fucking cock in her tight pussy.
Her back arches, her body going limp against the ledge, arms splayed out on the patio as he mercilessly fucks his dick into her. I watch it slide in and out, slick and dripping with her pussy juices, her thick ass bouncing every time he slams into her.
"Yes…" she squeals. "Yes…fuck."
"Fuck, you feel so fucking tight like this, Saige," he groans.
"You look so fucking sweet like this, too, baby," I tell her. I run my hand down the curve of her back, and then slap her ass hard. They both yelp, and so I do it again, and this time, I swear I can see Saige's legs shaking.
I knew she liked it when it hurt a little.
I run my thumb over her lips, and she sucks it into her mouth. "You like it when I beat your ass, princess?"
She nods, still sucking my thumb. If I had a better angle, I'd let her choke on my cock. "You're such a good fucking girl, Saige."
