“Fuck, she feels so goddamn good. Mia, baby, my god.”
“Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”
I smile against her flesh, loving that they’re both so enthralled in the pleasure. I use that to my advantage, giving in to the desire to push Leo’s limits, licking farther down, flicking at the underside of his cock with the tip of my tongue. His hips stutter, a deep groan rolling from his chest. So, I do it again, lapping at both of them as I lick a stripe up her perfect, leaking center.
Mia’s phone dings again, and I know we’ve got to hurry this along. I take one last lick around the base of Leo’s cock, and then I’m sucking Mia’s clit into my mouth.
“Come for us, baby, come right fucking now,” Leo grits out between clenched teeth. His legs start to tremble just as Mia starts to scream. Then they’re both coming. I stay put, sucking in little pulses, while Leo grinds against her. I know he’s filling her up nice and good.
“Fuck, that was incredible, holy shit,” Leo pants. I sit back on my knees and watch with rapt attention as he slowly pulls his cock free from her body. He’s coated in her cum, a sheen glimmering in the light.
“So, so good. You two are going to be the death of me. But now I’ll be dripping cum while I’m traveling home,” Mia pouts. Just as Leo starts to set her down, I push up on her thighs, keeping her in his arms.
“What are you doing?” she squeals.
“Spread her open nice and wide,” I tell Leo, then look up at her shocked expression. “Fixing your problem, now relax.”
I take one long lick up her center, cleaning her up before dragging my tongue around the rim of her hole. She shakes in Leo’s arms, and I don’t waste another moment, delving in deep, pushing my tongue into her center. A mix of sweet, salty cum mingles together on my taste buds, and I groan into her, pressing my face into her center. I suction my lips around her and pull, deep and hard, sucking the cum from her pussy. My mouth is flooded with a heady mix of the two of them, and I couldn’t be happier. I’m possessed as I suck and lick, coaxing every last bit of it from her body.
When I’m satisfied, I sit back, helping Leo guide her down to the ground before standing. Mia is in a haze as Leo and I’s stares connect. His mouth is slightly ajar, and there’s no misreading the shocked expression I’m looking at. A smirk plays on my lips, and I give him a wink, pulling him out of his trance.
We work together to dress Mia, Leo purposefully avoiding my eyes. Her head clears as he grabs her bag, letting me know he’d take her down to the waiting, and probably annoyed-as-fuck, driver.
The door has barely shut all the way before I tug my sweats down to my thighs, spit in my palm, and start to stroke myselfwith an image of Mia sitting on my face while Leo rides my cock with his tight ass. It only takes me a moment before I’m blowing into my palm.
Chapter 19
Leo
I’m woken up by someone putting a blindfold over my eyes and yanking me from my bed. At first, I fight them, throwing a hard haymaker blindly and connecting with someone who grunts and cusses under their breath while pain ricochets through my hand and up to my elbow. I kick wildly until I’m pulled to stand, my hands jerked behind my back. It’s then that it hits me. The isolation trial. Fuck. I was expecting it to come, but dear ole dad didn’t say they come in the middle of the fucking night. At least Mia isn’t here; that would have terrified her.
I have a split moment of worry for Parker. He’s going to think I kept this little bit of information on purpose, but that couldn’t be further from the truth.
I stumble in darkness, feet shuffling around me as The Keepers navigate us through Grimsley Hall. The cool air outside never comes, so I know we don’t leave the building. We walk down stairs, turning tight corners that force me to lose all sense of whereabouts and direction.
The next thing I know, I’m being forcibly pushed to sit, my ass connecting with a hard surface under me.
“Count to thirty. Then you may remove your blindfold,” a voice I just barely recognize bellows. His tone is deep and foreboding, and as his steps retreat, I quickly count in my head.
Thirty. Twenty-Nine. Twenty-Eight. Twenty-Seven. Twenty-Six. A door slams, my body instinctively flinching. Twenty-five. Twenty-four. The hard click of a deadbolt locking into place is heard next, followed by another one. Then it’s silence. Twenty-three. Twenty-two. Twenty-one.
“Fuck this shit.” I hear the words, familiar and alarming, and a nervous chill spreads across my body. “Leo?” I rip off my blindfold, coming face-to-face with Parker. His dark green eyes seem to glimmer with mischief and way too much excitement, given the situation. I should be surprised we were put together, but I’m not. The school works in mysterious ways, and I’ve realized that Parker showing up isn’t a coincidence anymore. Which means, we’re being tested against each other. A test I can’t fail. Right?
“Didn’t expect them to violently drag me from my bed,” Parker states with an accusatory glare. I shrug.
“Me either, actually. But we aren’t supposed to be talking.” I stand from my chair and take in our surroundings. It’s a larger dorm room, twin beds on either side, and a small kitchenette. There’s a door off to the side of the kitchenette that must lead to a bathroom, because there’s no way these people are that barbaric that they’d make us use a pot or some shit for the weekend.
“The lack of windows is concerning.”
“Don’t you know what quiet means?”
“I can think of a way you could get me to be,” Parker insinuates. I roll my eyes at him, checking out the damage I did to my hand from punching whoever I made contact with. My knuckles are already blooming with bruises.
“Is your head always in the gutter?” I ask him, shaking out my hand and heading to the kitchen in search of ice.
“I thought we weren’t supposed to be talking?” he counters. I shoot a glare his way. He’s wearing a pair of low-slung sweatpants, grey, because why the hell wouldn’t he be, sans T-shirt. Because of course. My eyes roam over his chiseled pecs, dipping down across each hard-earned ab, and settling on the bones of his pelvis and that deep V. My cock lengthens rapidly, and I quickly turn away from him to hide it.
I locate ice, dropping a few cubes into a towel and setting it over my sore hand. The heat of Parker’s eyes burns into the side of my head, and before I know it, he’s standing right behind me, his chest pressed so close to my back that I can feel the warmth radiating off him.
