12. Pietro
I look at Skylar and think that it is amazing how someone so brooding and vicious can turn so submissive because that’s the image of him I have seen since I started dating his sister. I think he’s way too tightly wound and hasn’t explored at all and is in need of a thunderous release and that’s exactly what I will give him tonight.
Stopping that train of thought, I force my focus to remain on Lysa’s pussy until I feel her pushing Sky’s head down to
join me. It’s clear she wants us both to eat her out at the same time, but I don’t see how that will work for my step-brother-in-law. Our mouths would be way too close together and I am sure I would be tempted to kiss him and neglect her.
Still, he allows her to move him, sinking his way down, to her tits first, but only for a second, until he’s joining me between her
parted thighs.
Sky peeks at me, watching while I suck on Frankie’s clit. Then I stop and inch away, lifting my brows at him in an inviting gesture. He doesn’t look hesitant at all and which surprises no one.
“Let’s see who eats better,” Lysa goads us with a grin. “A little healthy competition.”
I glance up at her and she winks. Clever little minx… She knows neither Sky not I will be able to pass up a shot at proving that each of us is the best at something especially when it comes to this.
When our eyes meet, up close, I can see that burning intensity in his irises as a woven hazel. Mossy green, swirled up with the light bronze, holds me still for a second, until he breaks the contact to ease his mouth onto Lysa’s pussy.
He licks at her slowly, not nervously as if he has always wanted to do this, captivating me with how utterly different he seems right now. It’s like he has always done this before, which can’t possibly be true because I know that the first time they fucked was when we were in the bathroom.
His tongue slides over her slit for just a second, then comes back up to her clit, where he flutters it tentatively.
Choosing to help him out a little, although I know it’s probably a death sentence, I
wedge my face in and lap the slit of her pussy. Our jaws bump when I do, and he hums.
“Too close,” he breathes, and I
roll my eyes. “Closer than this and I am going to fall apart,” he confesses and I feel a thread in me untangle and I smile.
Oh, I really want to fuck this man!
This time, my tongue touches his lip in a seducaotve manner and he reaches for my
throat, curling his hand around it to hold me back as he continues to eat Lysa.
“Choke me, Daddy, ” I taunt, smirking while he pins me with a helpless look.
He lets go of me and our faces are so close together, the warmth of his breath dancing on my lips. Sliding my tongue over my lower lip like a reflex catches his eyes. For the briefest of split seconds, the orbs of green and gold fall to my mouth.
It’s nothing more than a flash, but still. It happened and I want them to look at me again.
“Do you want me?” I whisper in a mocking fashion but I can’t deny that my voice is a little raspier than usual. Call it a symptom of this situation.
He looks up at me with a helpless smile again and gives up on the eating pussy to use his long slender fingers instead.
He swipes his thumb over Lysa’s clit, then slides a slow digit inside her.
“I see your finger.. and I raise you two.” I push two of mine inside with his and now Lysa has three fingers down her pussy.
Our hands are literally flush, palms together, fingering her pussy while our eyes remain locked and it’s like a challenge now.
Lysa is falling apart at the sensation, writhing against our joined hands while we war against one another, using her body as some kind of pawn in our aggressive, oddly sexual feud.
“She likes what I’m doing better,” he rumbles, inches from my face.
“You wish.” I use my other hand to reach for my now very erect and very aching dick.
With my hand still around my cock, I look at him seductively, “want to help move it for me? You’re making it harder by that state,” I squint at him, lips quirking.
“You’re such a fucking queer and I love you for it,” his chest is really heaving now, words coming out all hoarse and uneven and I can tell that I am having the same effect on him.
I know he is in a state where his mind isn’t right and that’s why he said the words ‘I love you’. I can’t, won’t and don’t want to believe that someone like Skylar would fall for me.
No. He’s way too precious and … all I can hope for is chances like these and hope that this arrangement will last for as long as it can.
Inching my face until the tips of our noses are almost touching, I whisper, “you’re the one jerking mny dick off right now. Do it,” I say and he stares at me as if contemplating.
His jaw is set tight, ticking visibly.
“Weren’t we supposed to be competing?” He asks me and I probe his finger that is still inside Lysa with mine.
Lysa’s legs stiffen as her pussy clenches on our fingers. But we are too busy looking at each other and exchanging mushy feelings to even notice. I rest my head on Lysa’s thigh, eyes dropping shut for a moment at the sensation of stroking my cock surrounded by the pulsing heat of all this.
I have no idea why this feels so good, but I can’t deny that it does. And when I reopen my eyes, I catch Sky watching my hand move up and down my penis as I please myself.
“Are you hard?” I whisper and Lysa screams, “My God, holy fuck, I’m coming!”
Her hand flies down, gripping onto both of our wrists at once, holding us for dear life as she cums all over our joined hands,
mumbling, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m fucking cumming…” On repeat.
Sky’s mouth is so close to mine, it’s like I’m breathing his breaths; inhaling his exhales. I feel his lips shivering. I feel his pulse pumping like it’s my own.
It’s so intense that I think I could literally cum myself at any moment.
But then Lysa releases our wrists, and melts into a sated puddle on the bed. And the second she does, Sky pulls his fingers
out of her and jumps on me.