“Big Bird’s still in the East…”
A bit of relief settles.At least he’s on the opposite side from where we are.
“I’m gonna come in you, cowboy,” Velle purrs, holding my face, flicking his hips to fuck my gag reflex. “Can I pump it deep?”
I nod fast, and probably way too enthusiastic. But again, I really don’t care.
I just love him, and I want his cum in my stomach.
“Uhh,fuck me… baby, I’m gonna bust in you.” He shoves his piercing down to my fuckingtonsils, holding my face there. I can’t breathe and my eyes are watering, but I take it. I relax my throat and let him buck shallow thrusts with his nuts tapping my chin until he stills and stiffens. “Fuck fuckfffuuuck baby yes, take my hot load, Harley.”
His dick is shooting down my throat, and I try swallowing, but my throat clamps on his dick and it burns. Clearly Velle likes it because he’s choking and convulsing, struggling to be quiet while he comes hard in me.
“God, baby, you’re just as thirsty as me…” He purrs, tiredly petting me as his dick finally stops pulsing and his balls stop quivering.
Even after he’s done, he holds me there for a few seconds while he catches his breath and strokes my hair. I can feel my own cock waking up from how goddamnhotthat was.
When he finally releases me, I pull off with a grunt and jump him, pinning him to the floor and kissing him wild.
“You are so hot.” I grip his neck, forcing my tongue all over his, tasting more of me and feeding him his flavor in exchange. “I love you so hard and deep, baby…”
“I love you,” he mewls, hoarse and jagged, spreading his legs and pulling me down to him by my hips. “Do me…Please. You’re hard again… push it in and ride my ass, cowboy. Real quick.”
I chuckle into his mouth. “Fuck, I wouldloveto slide ball’s deep into that sweet ass right now, Velle, but I just don’t think we have time…”
He whines, grabbing the walkie. “What’s the status?”
Curling his fingers around my thickening shaft, he stroking it tight, giving me the lidded hungry for more gaze. “Fuck me, Harley…”
I’m seriously about to say fuck it, and just fuck him because,God, I need it too.
“He hasn’t breached,” Soto replies. “I can’t get eyes on him, though.”
I’m ripping Velle’s pants down when Reyes says, “Hey… it looks like the cameras are off in here.”
That gets us to stop mauling each other like animals.
Velle blinks. “Repeat…?”
“The camera in here is slumped down, and there’s no red light.”
“Shit, mine’s like that too,” Peters remarks.
“How long has it been like that?” Velle asks, quietly puzzled.
“Not sure. I’m just noticing…” Reyes grumbles.
We share a look, sitting up slowly.
Velle pulls his pants up. “The cameras are off…?”
“Something must be wrong with the servers.” I shrug while we fix ourselves up. “Maybe the storm—”
“Oh, fuck. Mayday!” Brenner’s voice comes shouting. “Thing One and Two have someone… cuffed and shackled. Looks like they’re bringing them to the coast…”
That’s the Martinez twins…
“Who is it??” Velle snaps.
