“Oh, I like doing that.” She grinned.
“It is fun. He has a very nice dick. Not all dicks are this delicious.”
“Trust me, I know,” she said.
Yeah, he bet she did.
His stomach churned at the thought of her with Fergus.
“Okay, I think I’ve got the licking figured out,” she said. “And now across the head.”
Jared had stopped being coherent and was now just making noises.
“Good job,” North told her.
“Thanks, I thought so,” she told him. “I’m going to take him into my mouth and suck. But I’ll watch my teeth.”
“You can do it.” North felt like a cheerleader.
“North, I’m going to kill you,” Jared growled.
Angie gave North an alarmed look.
“Don’t worry, he’s fine. I’m keeping an eye on him. Suck on him all you like. Here, I’ll hold his dick for you. That’s it. You’re doing such a good job. Well done.”
Hmm, he hadn’t thought he would be the type that was into giving praise, but the flush of pleasure on her face actually made him feel good.
When she drew back, she was smiling and her lips were red, her cheeks flushed.
“You enjoyed that?” North asked.
“I really did.”
“Will someone just make me fucking come,” Jared grumbled.
“Patience is a virtue,” North told him.
“I don’t have any virtues,” Jared shot back.
“That is abundantly clear,” North replied. “How do you want him to come?”
That question was directed at Angie.
“I get to choose?”
“Of course,” North told her. “This is all for you. Unless you want him to make you come first.”
“How would he do that when he’s tied up?” she asked.
“His mouth is still free,” North replied. “All you’d have to do is sit on it.”
“Motherfucker,” Jared muttered.
“What if he didn’t want that?” she asked. “What if I . . . what if I smothered him and he couldn’t breathe?”
“Yes, baby,” Jared groaned. “Get the fuck up here and sit your pretty pussy on my mouth. I want to taste you. I want to feel your juices coating my tongue. I want you to smother me. I don’t want to fucking breathe. And if I die then I will die a happy fucking man.”
North moved off Jared. “You heard the man. Get up there.”
