Page 193 of Wild Embers


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Walker quickly works to undo his pants, releasing his stiff length. “You’re going to suck us off until we come all over you, Baby Girl. Got it?”

I nod, conveying my excitement.

Walker spears his hand into my hair. “Sweatshirt off.” The top is off and cast aside in the blink of an eye.

I sit up on my knees, reaching for Walker’s cock, but he steps back. “You take what I give you, Blake.”

Shooting him a frown, he lets out a chuckle.

“This is too hot for words,” Santiago breathes out, staring at us both.

Walker steers my head in Santiago’s direction. “Crawl to him, Baby Girl.”

Oh, my hell. I’m going to die. This is how I die.

Death by arousal.

“Santiago, pants down. Unless you want to watch instead.”

“I’d like to be an active participant,” Santiago stammers, pulling his dick out of his jeans.

Placing my hands on the floor, I let my ass and tits sway with each movement forward. Before I reach Santiago, I take a glimpse over my shoulder.

Walker has his hand around his cock, pumping his fist up and down his shaft, his eyes glued on my ass.

Before I push off my hands, I tilt my hips, flashing my pussy at him. The growl that thunders in his chest, has my arousal dripping down my thighs.

I reach Santiago and immediately go for his hardness. Resting my hands on his thighs, I lick the tip. Santiago sounds like he’s about to choke.

Taking him into my mouth, I suck as I slip my lips closer to the base. When he hits the back of my throat, I gag.

Santiago’s hand reaches down, brushing my hair away from my face. I peer up at him through my lashes. He bites the fist of his other hand, holding in his shouts.

That won’t do.

I want him undone.

I use one hand to cup his balls, massaging them, as I suck him down again. This time, when his tip reaches my throat, I breathe through my nose and swallow him down.

My other hand slips between my thighs, finding my core dripping.

A hand grasps my wrist, pulling my fingers away from the apex of my thighs. Walker grumbles into my ear, “Brats don’t get to come yet.”

I whimper around Santiago’s length, and I swear his knees shake.

Walker stands beside Santiago, and I decide to turn the tables.

Pulling back, Santiago’s cock releases from my mouth with a pop. I smirk up at Walker and position myself between him and Santiago.

Walker gives me a suspicious look, and my smile widens.

I balance myself by placing my hands on their thighs.

My mouth closes around Walker, the taste of him gliding over my tongue. I hum in excitement, causing Walker to moan. I take him as far into my mouth as possible, then pull away.

Switching to Santiago, I do the same, then back off.

When I go back to Walker, I pump Santiago’s length with my hand. As I suck Walker down, I run my tongue on the underside of his cock. Drool falls down my chin, making a mess of myself, but I don’t care.