Jayla relaxed as they talked about sports, and soon her eyes grew heavy and then closed.
“Is she asleep?”Diego whispered.
Beau nodded.“Yeah.I guess she doesn’t like sports,” he said and chuckled softly.
“It was a genius way to relax and then bore her to death.You just pissed me off with that crack against the Dallas quarterback.”
Beau snorted.“Good night.”
“Night.”
Chapter Twelve
The next morning, Jaylaawoke to the strangest but best sensations she’d ever felt.Her back arched automatically as a tongue took a swipe through her pussy lips while another mouth was gently sucking on her nipple.
“Oh...Oh, my God.What are you doing?”
Beau chuckled as he took another swipe of her pussy before raising his head.“We’re just loving you, sweetness.”
“I like it,” she moaned as her hands gripped the sheet under her.She finally dared to open her eyes.What she saw mixed with what she felt made something inside her pussy tighten and start to push her toward something she didn’t understand.“Wait.Oh, my God,” she moaned.“Wait...”
Diego lifted his head from her breast.“Why, baby?”One of her nipples was red and swollen from his mouth, and he cupped the other breast in his steady hand.
“It’s too much.”
“Oh, darling.We’ve just started,” Beau drawled.
The puffs of air that hit her pussy as he talked made the tightening worse.She dug her heels into the mattress on either side of Beau and tried to push up and away.
Beau gripped her thighs.“Oh, no, you don’t.Not unless you’re in pain.Is this hurting your ribs or the burn on your breast?”
“No, but in my stomach.It’s like ...oh, I don’t know...”
Diego lightly bit at her nipple and chuckled when she squealed, then twisted her upper body and pushed her breast at him for more.“I think she’s doing just fine.Keep going, Beau.”
“But ...ahhh.”She was interrupted when both mouths latched onto some part of her body and sucked.Diego had a nipple and Beau her clit as he pushed a finger into her wet cunt, being careful of her hymen.