Page 58 of Merry Mischief List
I do as I’m told, and Knox slides closer to the edge, giving me the perfect angle. Porter drops down behind me, and I tremble when he swipes his cock between my legs. I reach out, taking Knox’s dick in my hand, stroking slowly. A bead of pre-cum sits on the tip, and I smirk, swiping my thumb over it. I angle towards Porter and hold my finger out for him.
“Suck,” I command.
“I’m not sure when you got the impression you were in charge,” Porter says, gripping my ass firmly.
“Did I stutter?” I ask, hovering my finger directly over his lips. His gaze flicks behind me with a cocked brow.
“You heard her,” Knox says, rubbing a hand up my other arm lightly. “Do it.”
The corner of Porter’s lip twitches, eyes connecting with mine, and I suck in a breath as he takes my finger into his mouth.
“Such a good boy,” I coo, and Porter’s heated gaze sears into me.I’m in so much trouble.
“That’s enough talking from you,” Porter says, grabbing my hair and wrapping it around his hand. “Now it’s your turn.” He guides my mouth toward Knox, and I part my lips to finally taste him for myself.
These men and their delicious dicks.
I take Knox deeper, and a moan breaks free as Porter slides inside of me. His gentle thrusts allow the perfect rhythm for Knox to face fuck me.
Who the hell wants to be on the nice list if this is what being naughty gets you?
Porter hits that perfect place inside of me, and I grip Knox’s muscular thighs tightly, nails digging in as I give him the sloppiest blowjob known to mankind.
Giving head while your pussy gets obliterated is not a perfect art form.And I’ll admit this is a first for me. Although hopefully not the last.
“Look at you taking us so well,” Knox purrs, sliding his hands along my shoulders and down to cup my breasts. “Our perfect girl.”
“So warm and tight,” Porter groans. “I’m getting close.”
“Wow,” Knox taunts. “You’re gonna finish before she’s even come once? A bit selfish, don’t you think?”
“Oh, she’ll get the favor returned tonight between the two of us, don’tyouthink?” Porter says, the promise causing a shiver of excitement through me.
A warm chuckle leaves Knox, and there’s something so innately comfortable about how they talk to each other while inside me. It makes the whole thing indescribably more pleasurable. There’s no awkwardness or jealousy, just three people enjoying each other.
Porter increases his pace, making it hard to maintain my mouth’s position. Knox slides his fingers into my hair and tugs me up to his eye level, pulling my mouth to his, our tongues tangling. He kisses me breathless and slides a hand down, then rubs my clit while Porter grips my hips.
A loud moan escapes me, which Knox swallows as I come so hard my entire body trembles. Goosebumps trickle down my spine, and Porter twitches inside, coming shortly after me. I collapse against Knox, and he rubs his fingers lightly down my back as Porter pulls out of me.
“See, the score’s one to one,” Porter says triumphantly. “Your turn.”
“I might…” I pant. “I might need just a… a minute.”
Porter laughs, standing and holding the filled condom on his dick. “I’m gonna clean this up.” His eyes hold mine. “Catch your breath, Cupcake. But we’re not done with you yet.”
I turn toward Knox, and the look of hunger on his face has me rallying faster than a tire change on an F1 race car. He holds my hips as I use all my remaining strength to straddle directly over him. Knox flinches as a condom hits him in the face.
“Don’t forget, she’s still mine,” Porter says, tone firm. “If somebody’s gonna come inside her, it’s gonna be me first.”
Porter leaves for the bathroom, and I laugh, grabbing the condom and rolling it onto Knox. A shudder escapes me as I lower myself onto him.
“You okay there, Pop Tart?” he asks.
“I think I can rally.” I smirk.
“Attagirl.” He presses his lips to mine, and I grip his shoulders, thrusting with vigor to chase another orgasm.
Porter reenters the room, grinning hungrily when he sees me. “I knew you could take it,” he tells me, coming to stand behind the couch, placing his hands on Knox’s shoulders. “You both look so good, fucking wild like this.” He bends down to Knox’s ear and whispers something, causing Knox to grip my waist tightly, fingernails digging in.
