My head rolled as my hand trailed further down my body, past my waist, and over my mound. Cupping my pussy, I ground against my hand before sinking into my fingers. Gripping my tit with my other hand, I rode myself, groaning with the sweetest satisfaction as his gaze darkened. His eyes were almost dripping fire.
Knowing he loved what he was seeing spurred me to do more. I ached to hear his words of praise as he told me just how much he loved what I was doing. I wished to hear him dirty talk me, while I pleasure myself, to tell me how much he would eat me, how he would spank my arse while fucking my pussy like I was a sex toy.
Releasing my fingers, I pushed them into my mouth and suck them dry, loving the way his dark gaze grew more intense.
“Faster,” his command reverberated in the room as he took just a step towards me before realizing what he had just done.
Smirking, I lowered my hand once again, this time pushing my fingers inside so damn slow, knowing I had to build the feeling up before speeding it. Pumping my fingers in and out, I ground down against the heel of my palm, my clit finally getting some relief, before pulling my fingers back out again with the sweetest torture.
His eyes flamed, pooling with hunger, and I sucked in a breath as he made his way toward me. He didn’t resist this time. There was a certainty in his gaze as he closed the distance between us, almost like he spoke to himself before taking the first step forward.
He reached the bed and pushed his pants down over his hips, his golden gaze on me. “I don’t think I will hold myself back, Bunny,” he whispered. “So you know, I don’t intend to make love to you. I want to fuck you. Hard,” he rumbled, just as he freed his thick erection from his boxer briefs. His balls jingled under his hard manhood.
“I have never asked for a slow fuck,” I stated, biting my lips when I recalled how much I had cried for them to ease out during our first time together. Not anymore, though. My body is now used to it. It craves it. Now, more than before.
“Good. Now take me in your mouth, Bunny. I want to feel the tightness of your lips around my dick.”
Adjusting myself to my bed, I lowered on my knees, keeping them spread wide. A giddy thrill sailed through my veins, desperate to please him, and I licked my lips, more than ready to suck his cock. This was, after all, what I had in mind when I asked him to carry me to my room.
It was a pity Fred wasn’t here. Else, he would have fucked my pussy while I sucked his brother.
Blue stepped up to the edge, right in front of me, fisting his left palm around his cock.
“Open wide,” he ordered, reaching around me and knotting his right hand into my hair, gripping hard, and taking complete control of my movements.
My scalps hurt at first, and he seemed to realize it because he loosened his grip to make me comfortable.
Reaching up, I curled my hand around his thick base, barely covering the huge organ. My tongue snaked out, wetting my lips as my fist slowly pumped up and down, taking my time with him, so I could get the right rhythm.
My thumb rolled over the bead of moisture on his tip, circling it before making a show of sucking it into my mouth. Needing more, I gripped him again before leaning in and trailing my tongue up his thick cock, right to the tip. I circled his head with my tongue, tasting more of him before I finally closed my mouth around him.
I took him right to the back of my throat, his low groan doing wicked things to me. It made me desperate to feel him stretching me wide as he spanked my arse. My pussy creamed at the vivid image my mind produced.
I lifted my other hand and curled it around the back of his strong thigh. His body tightened at my touch, but I kept working his cock, letting my tongue roll over his tip before feeling him finally start to relax.
My hand trailed up the back of his thigh, aching to bring him closer than he was. My nails dug in and dragged over the tight ridges of his abs and then lower, past his cock. I took his balls in my hand, firmly massaging them in my palm as I felt him right in the back of my throat. I repeated the action, and he growled in approval.
Being with them for months had taught me the right button to press. Whispering my name like a mantra, His grip tightened in my hair as he held me still before thrusting into my mouth.
He slammed into the back of my throat, and I nearly choke on his delicious cock. I moaned for more, and he did it again, not shying away from his warning of how rough he would be tonight, something I was grateful for. Ever since I got pregnant, they treated me like I was a porcelain doll that might break should they hold me tight. Something I never appreciated.
He fucked my mouth hard as my grip tightened around the base of his cock, working up and down with his movements. My hand clenched harder around his balls, feeling the way they tightened within my grasp.
His groans got louder, and I knew he was close, but not how close. Desperate to feel his warm cum in my mouth, I deep-throated him once more. Growling out a curse, he stilled before I felt his hot cum shooting into the back of my throat. “Fuck,” he muttered, clenching his jaw as his hand loosened in my hair, falling to grip the side of my face as he emptied his load.
Moaning around his cock, I continued to swallow every drop he gave.