“Well, hey, Quentin,” She giggled and handed the bottle of perfume to Breeze.
“What’s up, Sha?” I said to Shareese as I stood there. If she wanted to fight today, it would be an easy win. My body was so relaxed, Breeze had spent all weekend draining my nuts and my energy, so I had no other choice but to play it cool with her.
When Breeze suggested that Shareese be the one to watch us, I told her good luck. I wasn’t the type of nigga to down-talk any woman that I had been with, especially not my son’s mother, but I wanted to tell her so badly that Shareese was the definition of “help the bear.” Instead, I decided to let her handle that and find out however she saw fit.
I had to give it to B, though; her ability to have muhfuckas eating out the palm of her hand was impressive and dangerous. The fact that she got Shareese on a plane and in the same room with me without having her neck broken in three places was commendable.
Breeze lay back on her elbows and watched our interaction.
Shareese always looked good as fuck. But I hadn’t seen her much, if at all, outside of business attire in the last few years. So, her standing there in that tan knit short set made me do a double take, she was still as cold as her heart.
“Come here, Q,” Breeze said lowly as she waited for me to make my way over to her.
I chuckled as I walked over to the edge of the bed and looked down at her. She pulled the piece of the towel that I had tucked and let it fall to the floor. Then leaned forward and ran her tongue across my stomach and trailed wet kisses to my dick before she took it into her mouth.
I groaned as I looked down at her. Her mouth opened, and I could feel her throat relaxing as she took as much as she could.
“Suck that shit, B.” I coached her before I took the towel off her head and tangled my fingers in her wet hair.
My hips thrust slowly as I fucked her mouth. With the intensity that she was sucking my dick, I could tell that she wasturned on by the thought of Sha watching her. The head was always fire, but this was different; this was like I had unlocked a whole new level of Breeze.
“Open your mouth, B, take all that dick…” I threw my head back and panted. She adjusted and tried to fulfill my request.
When my head rose, I saw Shareese standing close to me, biting her bottom lip and watching how Breeze was swallowing my shit. The lust in her eyes made my dick get harder. Then her eyes caught mine, and when I didn’t see any hatred in them, I took a chance and called her over to me. I had never been in this position before, but I was good at multitasking.
“Come here, Sha.”
She hesitated, but she walked over to me anyway. “Take this off,” I said as I lightly tugged at her clothing.
She slowly undressed, with her eyes never leaving me as my eyes slowly scanned the length of her body. A body that I hadn’t seen in almost fifteen years.
I reached out to her, grabbed her by the neck, and gently pulled her to my side. A low moan escaped her lips, and her eyes closed. I leaned down to her and placed a kiss on her lips. At first, she froze, then slowly she fell into it. Her hand went to my chest as I leaned down and kissed her deep, slow, and nasty.
While I was kissing Sha, Breeze swirled her tongue around the head of my dick, which made me jerk and break the kiss.
“Fuck, B!” I said as I moved in and out of her mouth faster. “Put your leg on the bed, Sha,” I said as I slapped Shareese’s ass. Slowly, she put her leg on the other side of Breeze.
I traced the length of her pussy; Shareese was wet as fuck. Her juices coated my fingers almost instantly. Slowly, I slid one finger inside of her and then another.
“Damn,” Sha panted, as she scratched at my wrist. Her eyes closed, and her mouth fell open.
I tightened my grip on B’s hair and worked my hands in and out of Sha’s pussy.
“Sha, is Breeze sucking my dick good, baby?” I asked. Bringing her back to the moment.
“Y-yes!” She moaned; her nails dug deeper into my skin. I took that as a sign to speed up.
“Tell her.”
I could see the words forming on her lips, but just as they were about to come out, her eyes started rolling in the back of her head.
“Nah, Sha. Open your eyes. Be a good girl for me and tell Breeze she’s doing a good job.” I doubled down.
She looked down at B and bit her lip. Then she grabbed a handful of B’s hair too, and that shit took me to another level.
“You’re sucking Q so good, Breeze. Make him cum—shit!” She said breathlessly, and I could feel her body shake against my hand.
She was moaning, B was moaning. And before I knew it, my strokes got jerkier, and I was shooting cum down Breeze’s throat at the same time Shareese was cumming over my fingers.
