He was rougher when he pulled her back by her hair, but the kiss he gave her in return looked soft and deep enough to melt her susceptible little heart.
She was starry-eyed when he pulled back then unzipped his jeans and freed a half-hard erection she’d have to coax to full fighting form herself.
She started to reach for it, and Devin laughed.
“Damn. She’s eager for somebody to come. If it can’t be her…”
The greedy little thing took his cock into her mouth the second he nodded in her direction, indicating it was time for her to get to work.
He laughed as he smoothed back her hair, tried to temper her overeager pace with the steadiness of his hand.
He locked eyes with me and with Jonathan in turn, and his gaze said,“She’s ours.”
Or maybe that’s what I wanted to see in it. I never imagined myself as the type of man to share a woman with his friends, or to claim any woman as mine, even just partially, in collaboration with others.
But the longer I watched Devin guide Frankie, teaching her his own tricks for pleasing him with her sweet, recently corrupted mouth, the more tenderness I felt for the girl.
Something warm and foreign that did nothing to temper my need to be inside her.
To watch her finally come and come and come again.
“Goddamn, angel, that’s so nice,” Devin groaned, letting his eyes close as Frankie picked up her pace. Watching the bob of her head, the growing confidence in her movements, was its own kind of pleasure. “I’m close. You might—you might need to stop.”
Frankie didn’t, though. Instead, she let out a whine, like she wanted nothing more than to keep going.
Devin let out another laugh, strained by his control’s wavering. “You want me to come in your pretty mouth, baby?”
“She does,” Jonathan said, letting his own wry, dark laugh break through the moment. “Little minx is getting a lot more comfortable. She’s a natural at all of this.”
“A crime she was a virgin this long,” I said without meaning to, and I avoided the look I felt Jonathan try to shoot me by watching Frankie’s dark hair swaying as she kept working Devin closer to his peak.
When he let out a gruff, strangled sound at the back of his throat, I knew she’d accomplished her goal.
His big hand, veins popping, gripped the back of her hair, shoving her closer down onto his cock as his hips twitched with the excruciating joy of it.
“Fuck,” he said. “Take it, angel. Suck down every drop, and you’ll have earned your first orgasm of the night.”
And she did. Like an absolute pro, completely unafraid, she swallowed down every drop of Devin’s cum, then he was buttoning himself back into his pants, grinning with immense satisfaction.
Without a second’s hesitation, our angel turned toward Jonathan, knowing already that she’d be pleasing him next.
“Ready for more, are you?” Jonathan asked with a cocked brow, and Frankie was panting, her full breasts rising and falling in an enticing wave.
Of course, like the brave, perfect seductress she wasn’t aware she was becoming, she nodded, licking those swollen lips again.
But Devin was right that she’d earned the right to come, and I wanted to eat her pussy more than I wanted my next breath.
So before she could get back into position, I was standing from the bed and scooping her up into my arms, pulling her back with me onto the mattress.
“You passed your first lessons with straight A’s, Frankie,” I told her as I adjusted her body, relishing the way she went limp and relaxed, letting me guide her like a doll. “So it’s time to take it to the next level. Jonathan, come take her mouth while she rides mine. See how she can do when she’s distracted.”
I positioned her hips above my head, spreading her thighs, and she helped get herself into position straddling my face.
Her sweet, lusciously wet pussy was poised right above my waiting lips. I breathed in her musk, aching to taste her, but I waited until the full scene was set.
Jonathan was behind my head somewhere. Sitting up on his knees on the mattress, maybe, though I couldn’t see anything past Frankie’s glorious lips, the touch-starved clit straining for my attention, the soft curls that surrounded the perfect, plump wetness.
I heard the zipper pull, heard the wetness of Frankie’s mouth, and then her gasp as I licked her for the first time.
