‘What are you going to do with me?’ She asked.
‘Whatever I damn well please.’
His answer seared me like a hot knife. Jake was learning. Which meant I’d lose him.
The taut peaks of her nipples heaved as she took a shaky breath.
Jake pulled off his jersey, throwing it on the floor all too near me. I didn’t need one of them grabbing it and seeing me. But the scent it gave off had me biting my lip. That manly, forestry smell Jake so often had. Fuck, I wanted to wrap myself in it.
The trousers dropped next, swiftly followed by removing his shoes, socks and underwear until he stood as naked as she knelt.
There was no doubting his excitement. Jake’s cock jutted out from his sculpted frame, a dusting of blond around its base, and its impressive length made me want to sigh. I usually stuck to topping, but for him… I’d even get on my knees for a taste.
‘Tongue out,’ Jake said, his fingers clamping around his shaft as he gave it a leisurely stroke. ‘Show me how badly you want this.’
Histhiswas loaded with far more than the singular activity. It was his way of checking in with her, of actually making sure he was pleasing her, despite the theatrics.
Her tongue darted out, flat and pink against her lower lip. Stepping forward, he placed the head of his cock against her waiting tongue, his thighs quaking as she stayed perfectly still, letting him set the pace.
‘Tell me you want this,’ he moaned, sliding his tip over her lips.
‘I want it so fucking bad,’ Sarah replied, her voice a needy whine.
Jake slid a hand into the back of her hair, and I wished I could see his expression as he pressed his dick into her mouth. Splutters emerged as he kept going, pushing more and more of that impressive cock into her. Sarah quaked like a terrified dog as he found the resistance point. Her eyes filled with salacious tears as he held her there, waiting for her to snatch herself away. Or perhaps to force herself onward.
I pulled out my phone and sent a text, hoping he’d read it from the spot where he’d thrown his phone on the bed as he came in.
Don’t let me down tonight. Remember, be firm. Be harsh. Keep her interested. Don’t let her lead. Fuck her mouth like it’s a cunt. It’s what she needs.
Secretly, I hoped his dick would be too much for her.
Jake glanced over at the bed before pressing deep into his girl’s throat.
I hated her. I hated that he so freely gave himself to her while I lay in silence, stroking my dick while watching her wrap her lips around him.
It wasn’t fair.
Still, as Jake moved to the bed and picked up his phone, I couldn’t help but fuck my fist. She crawled over and knelt in front of him. Above me. The spread thighs gave me an incredible view of her wet snatch. A luscious, deceitful buffet just waiting to be devoured.
When I closed my eyes to the gluck-gluck-gluck noise coming from above, I wanted to imagine it was Jake choking on my dick. Instead, I pictured the two of them on their knees in front of me, fighting for the chance to swallow me down. Battling to be the one who got to lick up my cum.
Shit, there were so many things I could do with two slutty beauties to obey my every sexual whim.
Sarah choked on Jake’s cock, her pussy clamping as she did. I bit on a knuckle as I watched her drip on the floor as she fought the intrusion above. One glossy, clear strand connecting her juicy cunt to the floor.
Right where she belonged.
FIFTEEN
SARAH
Every tug of Jake’s hands sent thrills dancing along my spine, the sharpness on my scalp making me moan around his cock.
I’d given him countless blowjobs over the years, but I’d always been the one in control. Jake setting the pace had me squirming, wanting to thrust my hand between my thighs and chase pleasure.
But it wasn’t about me. It was about pleasing Jake. About us both learning to embrace these new roles.
I blinked up at him, wishing he’d look at me while I slathered over his cock. But his eyes were closed, one hand supporting him as he leaned back, the other tangled in my hair.
