“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue,” Beck breathed, stroking his cock.
She did, then she lavishly laved his crest.
As he bit back a groan, Seth grabbed her braids and tugged. “You sure you’ve never sucked cock before?”
“Never.”
God, she’d never looked so fucking innocent—even when she had been a virgin. It bent Beck’s brain and sent his primal urges soaring.
A dark, dangerous chuckle rolled off Seth’s lips. “You better be telling the truth. Principal Beckman will administer your first lie detector test, and if we think you’ve been less than honest…”
The threat hung in the air as Seth stepped back. Beck surged closer and wrapped his hand around her nape. “Stop talking and stick out your goddamn tongue.”
“Yes, Principal Beckman.” She sounded breathy and deliciously penitent. “I’m sorry.”
“If you want to convince us you’re sorry, you’ll have to take all of it, little girl,” Beck bit out in a raw, raspy voice.
“Of course, Sir.”
Slowly, seemingly reluctantly, she complied. He slid his angry purple crest across her lips, then shoved deep, filling her hot, silken mouth.
His heart sputtered. His cock roared.
Enveloped in her soft, slippery heat, he pressed all the way to the back of her throat with a groan that bounced off the walls. Opening wider and panting through her nose, she sucked him deep, bathing his cock with strong pulls, punctuated by her fluttering tongue.
“Yes,” Seth ground out, his voice low and filthy as he yanked down his zipper and wrapped his fingers around his stiff length. “That’s it, Miss Young. Worship his cock. Show us just how sorry you are.”
Her answering whimper sent shock waves up Beck’s shaft. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as a feral growl ripped from his chest. She was killing him.
Fingers clamping on her tighter, he fucked her mouth, savoring each blistering inch he shoved himself across her velvety tongue.
He increased his tempo, watching her lips stretch as he thrust in and out of her tight little mouth.
“It appears she really is a fast learner,” Seth murmured thickly. “So she didn’t lie about that?”
Too strung out to speak, Beck just grunted, his stare never leaving their sweet little girl and her obscenely parted lips.
Her familiar feminine musk—already branded in his psyche—seared his lungs. Her muffled whimpers called to the beast caged inside him. He plunged onto her tongue faster. Harder, shuttling in and out of her puffy mouth, then slamming to the back of her throat like a wild animal.
Seth crouched beside her, settling his lips at her ear and slid a hand between her legs. “You look so pretty on your knees with a mouthful of cock. I think you’re enjoying this. Aren’t you, Miss Young?”
Heavenly quivered and cried out. The sound reverberated down Beck’s cock before ricocheting through him, threatening to splinter his restraint. Teeth gritted, he tightened his hold on her jaw and held her in place, now savagely fucking her mouth.
“She must be very nervous. She’s even wetter, now spilling into my palm,” Seth taunted, slowly rubbing her clit. “Yes… Keep sucking his big cock like a good girl.”
Jesus, between Seth’s lewd words and the sinful pull of Heavenly’s mouth, Beck was about to slam headfirst into ecstasy. No chance of finding the brakes. And as much as he would love to explode down her throat, there was nothing like their girl’s pussy. And there was an outside chance that her fertility window was still open…
With a feral roar, Beck tore from Heavenly’s mouth, panting as Seth’s fingers dragged from her an anguished chorus of whines and whimpers. “Time for her second test.”
“She proved she’s a fast learner. Your assessment, Principal Beckman?”
“A-plus.”
“Excellent.” Seth flashed a dirty grin as she frantically ground her pussy against his seeking fingers.
Cock still hard as steel and throbbing like a bitch, Beck fisted himself and watched. The sight of her heavy, half-lidded eyes, swollen lips, and straining thighs stole his breath. Her broken sounds became desperate cries.
“She’s too close,” he warned.
