His fingers fuck Cade faster. “Make our girl come.”
“Iknewthere was a beast in you,” Cade snickers. Another hard spank cracks his ass. He throws his head back and moans.
“You don’t get to come until she does,” Seba threatens.
That whips him in line. “Come here, pretty little sinner.” A devilish grin. “I’m famished.”
Fighting my nerves, I position myself under him. My body thrums with anticipation. The second his hot breath ghosts where I need him most, lust overrides everything else. And when the flat of his tongue covers me?
“Oh my fuckinggod.”
A dark chuckle. “Don’t call out for Him while I eat this sweet pussy. Saymyname. Scream forme.”
My hips roll to meet his mouth again. “Cade.”
His laugh vibrates through me, adding to the symphony of sensations overloading my system. With every swirl and suck, I ascend higher, but my gaze stays glued to Seba’s arm as he pumps his fingers into Cade.
“How does he feel, Seb?”
“Like he needs more.”
Cade nods, moaning against my clit. Tingles ripple all the way to my scalp as I teeter on the edge.
“I’m— I’m so close,” I gasp, the pulling in my core nearing unbearable.
“Come for us, sweetheart,” Seba commands.
Crescendo.
This—what we're doing here— is worship.
Still riding the high, I crack my eyelids to watch Seba withdraw his fingers and spit on Cade’s hole. Cade lifts his head, lips red and dripping.
“C’mere,” Seba rasps, hauling him upright to devour my climax from his lips.
Cade widens his knees as he sits back on Seba’s thighs.
“I need you inside me,” he begs as his engorged cock smears precum all over his stomach and pelvis. I crawl forward, fixated on the pulsing veins.
Seba nods in encouragement. “Open your mouth, sweetheart.”
I do as I’m told.
“Don’t suck. Just hold him.”
My lips close around his tip.
“Oh fuck,” Cade groans as Seba begins lowering him onto his cock. “You’re gonnawreckme.”
“Yeah,” Seba breathes. “We are.”
Once Cade is fully seated, a low groan emanates from Seba’s chest. Hooded eyes, parted lips— they’re strung out on each other.
“Christ,” Seba pants. He tests a thrust. Salty precum coats my tongue. Both Cade and I whimper. He thrusts again. “You’re strangling my cock, baby.”
Cade moans, grinding himself on Seba’s lap as his cockhead bumps the roof of my mouth. I hum around him.
Their rhythm quickly dissolves from sensual to brutal. Slapping and grunting and moaning. Lost to each other and the passion of their bodies. Seba’s glazed eyes lock on mine.
