Her tongue swirls his tip before taking as much of him down her throat as she can. Andres is big, and she can’t take all of him.
“Oh,fuck, just like that.” Andres groans as she bobs up and down. I still have her hair wrapped around my fist, and I guide her down onto his cock, controlling the pace.
“You like that? Her mouth feels amazing, doesn’t it?”
“Tu boca se siente mejor.”Dre lets out a sigh before grabbing me by the throat and kissing me. Not just a quick peck on the lips either.
No.
This is him consuming me, putting me in my place. His tongue caressing mine and fighting for dominance. Andres wants the upper hand in the dynamic, which is out of character. Usually when it’s us with a woman, he lets me lead. I get to be the main dom.
Not this time.
Layla pulls back and watches us kiss. “Fuck, you two are so hot. I love men who aren’t afraid to explore each other.”Then she’s back on my cock, gagging on me with an increased enthusiasm. She strokes Andres with her hand and switches back and forth between sucking us. Pulling back, she looks up at us. “I need you both inside me.”
I reach down and help her up, and she heads to the bed, crawling over the comforter, showing us everything.
“Ass or pussy?” I whisper, not looking over at him.
“Pussy.”
I should know by now, Dre has told me time and time again that the only ass he will ever fuck is mine.
Looking at my pump, I debate unhooking, but I see I have an active bolus and mutter “fuck” under my breath.
“It’s fine,” he whispers, his mouth finding mine again. “Sexy, remember.”
I remember.
From the pillows, Layla watches us roll the condoms on, then climb onto the bed. Andres situates himself underneath her, taking the lube she hands him and applying it to her and himself.
“Once Andre’s is inside me…” And I take that as my go-ahead to grab the lube and slick up my fingers, sliding one inside her. Her ass is tight as fuck and I know it's going to be a tight fit for Dre and me. “Oh,fuck, Dre. You’re so big. Okay, Jack, go ahead; I’m ready.”
Andres's eyes narrow at me from beneath her as he stops to allow me to push inside her. Layla lets out a few breaths as I push the head of my cock inside, feeling her body stretch to accommodate the both of us. She moans, a deep, guttural sound that vibrates through her body and into mine.
I can feel Andres through the thin wall that separates us. His cock slides in and out of her pussy as I move deeper into her ass. We start to move in sync, a slow, steady rhythm that has Layla moaning and writhing between us.
“Fuck, you two feel so good,” she gasps, her nails digging into the back of my neck. I can feel Andres's eyes on mine as we move together and there’s a flash of something in his eyes.Is it jealousy?Layla claws at my neck again, this time making me wince.
“Watch your nails on his neck.” Andres growls, and that makes her flatten her palm.
Looking past Layla, who’s lost in her own pleasure, down at Andres, his eyes are closed, his teeth clenched in concentration. I lean over her shoulder and kiss him, a soft, gentle kiss that contrasts with the raw, primal movement of our bodies. He opens his eyes, surprise flashing across his face before he kisses me back, his tongue exploring my mouth.
He is what is making this enjoyable for me.
Layla moans loudly between us, the two of us working in tandem to make her come. Thrust after thrust, she takes both of us like a fucking pro. Andres moans, and something flips in my brain, making me uneasy. Her body clenches around us as she comes, her orgasm triggering something deep within me.
But it’s not the need to come. If anything, it's the opposite.
My stomach churns, and I realize I have to get out of here.
I can’t do this.
I don’t want to be in a situation where he’s moaning and it’s because someone else is getting him off.
“I don’t feel so good.” I quickly pull out of Layla’s ass, grab my pump, and climb off the bed.
“Jackson,” It’s not Layla’s voice that calls out to me, but Dre’s.
