Page 48 of Second Go-Round
I swallowed against the dryness claiming my mouth and widened my legs slightly, hoping he would put his fingers inside me. “Yes.”
He dropped to his knees without hesitation, hooked his fingers on the sides of my thong, and slowly dragged the lace downward. “I can smell your want, Christine.”
Oh, God.
I gulped while stepping out of my panties.
Jarod nosed over my aching clit, groaning a curse. One feathered kiss atop where I needed him to suck and flick his tongue, and he stood, leaving me panting, desperate for more.
A harsh crack sounded half a heartbeat before I registered he’d swatted my ass.
“Crawl to the middle of the bed on your hands and knees,” Jarod commanded, his tone cool—and alpha-hot as fuck.
I should have bristled, should have been pissed, but his purpose was to bring a fantasy to life. Put on a show. Please a client whose interests he’d asked about the first time he’d fulfilled his obligations.
Swallowing hard at the reminder of what I’d entered into, what I’d told myself I only had space in my life for, I obeyed.
The man in the corner shifted as I dropped to my knees, heavy breasts swaying. His hand pressed down on his crotch.
Jesus…
Eyes clenching shut, I attempted to calm my racing heart and heightened breaths. Unsure of myself for the first time in forever, I glanced back at Jarod.
“If it’s too much, tell me to stop, and I will,” he said, concern flitting through his gaze over my hesitation.
He had said almost those exact words to me once before, but any thoughts of saying no to whatever he wanted to do to me was extinguished by the need swelling inside me. I wanted him. Badly, if the moisture smearing between my thighs was any indication.
“Go on.” Jarod feathered his fingertips against my backside, prodding me to move forward. “Get up there on that bed and lift your lush ass to me in offering. I’m going to eat you out until you come all over my tongue, then I’ll fuck you into that mattress until you’re begging me to let you come again.”
Holy fuck, fuck, fuck.
Heat flashed through me at Jarod’s words and the fact a man sat in the shadows listening. Watching.
I moved forward, the feeling of both men’s stares searing and pebbling my skin. On hands and knees, I did as Jarod had ordered, all sense of self-consciousness blowing right out the door as I fully submitted myself to their perusal—chest down, ass up, and thighs spread.
The bed dipped behind me, and my eyelids fell shut as Jarod buried his face in my sopping pussy. Same as the first time he’d gone down on me, he dove in like a starved man, lapping, nosing, and teeth grazing as though desperate for my taste on his tongue.
“Oh, fuck,” I whimpered, giving in to the need to lift my ass higher by arching my back into a deep bend.
Jarod grasped my cheeks and spread me wider, his thumbs digging into my flesh. “So fucking delicious.” He dove back in with a groan, licking me from clit to asshole where he lingered, rimming me in slow torturous circles and gentle probes.
Curses spilled from my lips, and I couldn’t decide which of my two holes I needed him to wreck. Lewd wet sounds rose as Jarod feasted, and my moans and whimpers fought him for dominance.
A hiss sounded, a noise that hadn’t come from either of us.
My eyelids lifted.
Micah, Elite Escort’s owner, sat in my direct line of sight. He had pulled his cock free of his pants and slid a hand down to the base, blue eyes locked on the live porn action in front of him.
The man had one gorgeous, thick cock…he was fucking huge.
Jarod slid two fingers deep inside of my pussy as his tongue pressed into my ass, rolling my eyes back into my head.
“Shit,” I whispered, shifting my hips to fuck myself against his touch. Same as the first time, Jarod worked my body without a road map, fingers twisting to rub along the front of my vaginal wall and finding my happy button like it had been waiting for him.
My climax ripped through me unexpectedly, and I cried out, my pussy clenching at his fingers, the ring of muscle in my ass around his probing tongue.
Groans from both men reached my ears as I panted through the waves rippling through my body. “Fuck... Oh, fuck, Jarod.” The words poured from my parted lips as I ground my pussy against his face, my need far from sated.
