Her hip dipped against the sleek marble counter, eyes narrowing as blondie unbuttoned his jeans, dragged them lower and pulled out his throbbing dick.
Jamie’s burning gaze flicked between his reflection and Shannon’s pale face.
Her shoulders curled inward, her arms wrapped around herself in a self-soothing embrace, looking like a timid kitten waiting for a treat.
A surge of raw arousal and disbelief overwhelmed him. So, Shannon really was a dirty girl, which made this whole setup hotter than fucking hell.
Eager lips and skilled fingers had him grunting low in his throat. His jeans were open, and his dick pulsated in their hands.
The wet sounds of their mouths taking turns to drag up and down the length of him filled the room, the pressure and heat building.
"That's it... take it all in. You're both doing a good job."
The women moaned, continuing to swap turns and lick the head at the same time. He pulled a handful of blonde hair, pushing into one mouth, then the other.
Their obedience fed into his dominance, the sounds of their enjoyment only heightening his.
But his focus never left Shannon. He watched her chest rise and fall in sync with his quickening pulse, herbright blue eyes darkening into something dangerous and wild.
Her presence was intoxicating. She wasn’t participating directly, but she wasthere, her subtle squirming, the shift of her shirt, the way she nibbled her lower lip, it all drove him mad.
Watching her response was fucking incredible.
With a low chuckle, his voice came out gravel-thick.
“I bet you’re hungry for me too, aren’t you, Shannon?” he asked. “You want me in your mouth too, don’t you?”
His gaze drilled into her, molten blood coursing through his veins, getting off on her reaction more than anything else.
The obedient women before him, sucking, moaning, didn’t matter. He didn’t need them. They were just part of the scene, but Shannonwas everything.
Her lips drew in as she kept her gaze low, avoiding his, gripping the edge of the marble counter like she was holding herself back.
But he could see it in her eyes—the heat, the need, the desire she was trying to conceal.
Jamie’s dick pulsed harder than ever as he saw the muscles in her thighs tense, her jaw falling open in anticipation. Her arousal, mixed with restraint, pushed him closer to the edge.
With a low, guttural growl, he gripped the base of his dick, his fingers tightening as he locked eyes with Shannon. Her startled gaze held his, wide and filledwith need.
So fucking perfect.
“Look at me, Shannon,” he commanded, his voice thick with desire. “You like this, don’t you? Watching me lose control like this… Makes you wet, doesn’t it?”
His words were a low rasp, dripping with lust and authority as he pushed past her boundaries. The rush inside him was building fast, and with a final growl, it broke like a tidal wave, cum spurting over the faces before him.
In that moment, Shannon’s breathy gasp echoed through the room, her reaction sending an electric current through him.
The sight of her, so close, so in tune with the fantasy, had his heart pumping faster.
His eyes shut for a moment, steadying his breath.
Just as the rush of pleasure faded, the door clicked, and when he opened his eyes, Shannon had gone, leaving him empty, and fucking craving more.
15
Shannon
The next morning, Trixie was on fire, clearing one grid after another with fluid speed and precision.