“Fuck,” I mutter, before taking her face in my hands and kissing her senseless. We make quick work of discarding each other’s clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor that I will be sure to transfer to the hamper and the washing machine later. Probably much later because I have a feeling I’ll barely be able to walk after Fallon gets done with me tonight, and I can’t wait.
After putting the arsenal of dicks in my nightstanddrawer, I grab a bottle of lube and crawl onto the mattress.
I pull back the covers and lie down on the mattress. Fallon joins me, and reaches for the toy, but I loop my fingers around her wrist, stopping the movement. “Soon,” I promise.
Fallon stretches out on the pillows, putting her beautiful body on full display. “What will I do while I wait?” she asks, using her voice, but not her hands. I’ve noticed we tend to talk out loud more during sex, which makes sense because our hands are busy doing other things.
I shimmy down the bed a little and duck under her leg so that I’m settled between her thighs. She smiles with delight, but I just rest my chin in my hands, like I’m relaxing, and not a few inches away from the fucking promised land. “Hmmm…” I say, knowing I’m driving her crazy. “Ooh. We could make a list of all your fantasies?” That’s actually a pretty good idea, but I’m not reaching for a pen and paper just yet. I’ll get to that later. Right now, I just want to tease her a little.
Fallon’s cheeks turn a rosy pink, and her eyes dart away from mine. Tilting her chin up I bring her gaze up where it belongs—fixed on me.
“Don’t be shy. Not with me, beautiful. Tell me all your fantasies, Fallon, because I’ll fulfill every single one.”
She sucks in a breath as her nipples harden. “I just realized that I may have inadvertently lied to you.”
“Oh, yeah?” I ask, my interest piqued as I dip my face down to trail kisses along her inner thigh.
“On the plane ride back from Vegas, I told you that I don’t share.”
“I remember,” I say.
“Well, it turns out that I might be open to the idea, but only in very specific circumstances.”
My life just got even more interesting. I take my time peppering kisses along her other thigh and then bring my face up so she can see my lips when I say the words. “Tell me about these circumstances.”
She’s fully blushing now, but it doesn’t inhibit her. Fallon reaches out to run a hand through my hair and then along my jaw. “I also might have subscribed to a MyFans account. Silly Goose Productions?”
“That guy’s hot,” I quip, before pressing a kiss to the soft, smooth skin of her mound.
“So hot,” she agrees. “I watched some videos and while I’m a fan of all of them, there are definitely some faves.
“Like what?” I ask, bring my hand to her pussy and tracing the seam there. Her legs widen in response, so I go a little deeper, careful not to distract her too much. I want to know what she liked the most.
“Watching you and Aven was…incredible.”
Fallon’s eyes are a brilliant blue and I can practically feel the excitement vibrating through her. I lick my way to her clit and flatten my tongue against it. Damn, she tastes good. I let myself tease and taste her for a minute or two before raising my head. “You liked that?” I say, the invitation in my tone begging her to say more.
“So much. It made me think about what it would feel like to have your attention on me —yours and Aven’s.”
Her words are soft but clear. She’s testing the waters while I’m in the deep end waving her over. I close my eyes on a growl and press my lips to her center. There are words I want to say to her, but my mouth and hands are busy right now. I’m licking her, tonguefucking her, driving two fingers into the wet heat of her body as she writhes under my ministrations. Her inner walls squeeze my fingers tight, and I know all this talk has her right on the edge. I plan to take her over, but not quite yet.
“I want that,” she tells me boldly, panting as she tilts her pelvis up to deepen the contact. “I want to know what it feels like to be with you while someone else is watching—while Aven is watching.”
I pull back, well aware that my lips and chin are glistening. Well aware that Fallon wants my mouth to get back to work. Well aware that everything she’s telling me is turning us both on. My dick is throbbing, and I feel drunk with the scent of her. I’m dying to taste her release on my tongue, but I can hold out a little longer.
“Is that what you want?”
“Maybe?” she responds, biting her lip. “Yes, I think I do.”
“Do you want him to see what we do to each other? Do you want Aven to watch while I make you come?” I ask, moving back between her legs to press an open-mouth kiss to her core. I lick and suck, my hands braced on her hips.
“Yes,” she answers. “Yes. Yes, I want that. And I want this. I want you.”
She has me. Every part of me. And I intend to prove it. I nip and suck at her clit. I draw tight circles with the tip of my tongue. I fill her up with two thick fingers before spreading them wide in a V-shape and thrusting them back and forth.
Her fingers thread through my hair and I love the tight grip she has on me. Her moans turn to whimpers when I feel her body pulse around my fingers. I stay right where I am as she rides every wave of pleasure. When she collapses on the pillows, I crawl up her body and press my lips to hers.
“That was incredible,” she says, a lazy sated smile on her face.
