“Yes,” she sighs.
His face shifts to mine, lifting her to look at me. “Do you want Grey to kiss you too?”
Her body rocks as she squeezes her thighs together, fingernails digging into the couch, “Yes. Please.” The way her mouth wraps around those words makes my dick so hard I may come before I get to slip inside of her.
My eyes dart to the apex of her thighs, seeing wetness bloom through the fabric of her panties, and I growl, tipping my head back to the ceiling. Liam’s lips lower to hers, sealing over them, as her hand lifts to pull his head closer. I lift her ankle, slowly parting her legs, watching him kiss her like he’s never tasted anything so fucking divine before. He hasn’t. Donovan is one of a kind. The way her tongue mingles with his, teasing and causing her chest to push forward, makes me want to try her too. My hand kneads up her calf, leaning forward, planting a kiss on the inside of her knee as I bend it, pushing it open.
Donovan moans, and I kiss her soft flesh again, as Liam’s hands begin to roam. He fists her hair, taking a nipple between his fingers as I drag my lips upward, taking small bites to the inside of her thigh, leaving my mark. I’ve been here. This is mine.
“Yes,” she pants, as he teases and plays with her nipples.
I let my tongue glide slowly up the inside of her thigh, taking my time to taste, lick, and bite, listening to her groan. I pull her other leg up to bend and press it open, splaying her cunt for me as I blow the wet mark left by her want. Her back arches, as she sucks in a gasp that’s devoured by Liam’s mouth.
I would be jealous that he’s gotten to kiss Donovan first, but he can have her mouth, because those aren’t the lips I’m interested in. Liam pulls away, his free hand dropping to her breast as her head falls back, sighing. I’m squared between her knees as I bring my thumb over her swollen clit, watching her body buck as she whimpers. It’s throbbing so hard it feels like a pulse. I’m not waiting for another minute.
“Fucking read.”
His eyes stay fixed to her face for an unbearable minute as he massages his hand over her covered breast, pinching the hardened bud that is pushing through. She’s so fucking sexy, open for me and for him. No boundaries, no hesitation.
“She’s fucking beautiful,” Liam says to me, watching her rock her hips into my hand, arching into his at the same time. “Tell me what she smells like.”
Her legs are already quivering being at our mercy as I dip down close, moving my hand and running my nose up her center, pulling a breathy moan from her.
“Oh, fuck, Grey,” she groans, gripping my shoulders, overwhelmed by the sensation.
I groan into her thigh. “Heaven. She smells like heaven.”
I bite softly, hearing her beg as she reaches down between her legs, slipping her fingers in between the strands of my hair. She’s urging me to stay and kiss her. I will, Cherry. Patience. It has to be the way you wanted it.
“Kiss me, Grey. Please. Kiss me.”
My eyes shoot to Liam, giving him a nod. He opens the thick hardcover and begins to read D. H. Lawrence. Lit class is good for something. His voice fills the room, and she knows this is the moment in her dream—her fantasy.
“Her supple breasts heaved as he released himself inside her.” Donovan’s eyes shoot to mine, filled with fire, as I raise up and duck my arms under her bent knees. I grip the tops of her legs and jerk her closer to me, making the breath leave her body and causing her to lie back, giving Liam room to enjoy the show.
“Then as he descended into bliss, overtaken by his orgasm. He felt alive and bewitched by this new pleasure—”
Her gasp turns into a long delicious moan of my name as my mouth covers the fabric of that goddamn G-string. Pressing kisses onto her, I move slowly to the slim string under her hip bone. I hold the silk between my teeth and grip with my hand, ripping it apart.
A squeal pops from her lips before I push the fabric away and flatten my tongue against her clit, running it over her bud to feast on the sweet taste of her sex. My fingers dig into the soft flesh at the top of her thighs as I kiss and suck, holding her bucking hips in place.
“Yes, Grey,” she moans over Liam’s narration.
I feel her shirt being dragged off, but Liam doesn’t skip a beat, reading as he does it.
“Like the strings of a mandolin, she was played until her cries and pleas fell into the music her body created.”
Her entire body is riding my face, back arching, hands gripped in my hair as she listens to the words being spoken to her. The fire cracks, spurring the wood to burn bright, casting her body in a golden glow. Liam’s hand roams freely as she’s laid out for our enjoyment.
“Grey,” she whines, biting her lip, draping her legs over my shoulder.
Yes, Cherry. Give it to me. Give it all to me. My fingers mix with my mouth, dragging the silk from her center to spread her slick folds open, sucking her clit before letting my tongue massage over and over and faster and faster, as her body rocks. Fuck I wish I was inside of her. She grips my hair, staring at me as I lap her up, drinking in her sweet desire, letting her whines and moans become my road map.
Goddamn, she fucking tastes like cherries, too.
Donovan’s panting, tearing at me, desperate to come, as she reaches up to cradle Liam’s face. His words falter, slowing as he watches me eat her pussy. Her stomach rises and falls, lost to her need, and my mouth devours every inch of her perfect pussy. I hear the book hit the floor, and my eyes look up from her to see him sucking on her taut nipples. Donovan’s at our mercy, lost to her craving.
I slip my finger down as I eat her, teasing her entrance, sliding it inside a few torturous strokes, feeling the warmth of her tight walls contract around my finger.
“Bring her closer,” I say, lifting from my cherry pie.
Liam lifts her body so she’s forced to sit up. I let her legs fall from my shoulders as I pull my finger out of her sweet cunt, lifting it to her lips and spreading her juices over the bottom one, leaving a glisten. Her eyes open wide, but I jerk my chin toward Liam. “Don’t be stingy.”
I watch her eyes flick to him before she turns her head, offering him a taste from her mouth. So dirty. So divine. Liam dives in, pulling her lip between his, sucking on it as he lays her back, and I do the same between her thighs. She groans, pushing herself into my mouth, rolling her hips as we both go at her with a singular goal. We’re wild animals, feasting on our prey.
“Don’t stop” is drawn out as Liam licks up her neck, assaulting her skin. “Please don’t stop.”
“Hold her still.” I hum into her clit, gripping her hips, knowing I’m probably going to leave a mark. My dick leaks at the thought. My mark is on her. Me on her.
“Now.”
My words are a command because I want her to feel every goddamn moment of the pleasure I’m going to give her. Liam wraps an arm around her as they sloppily kiss and bite at each other’s lips. He lowers his mouth over her pert breast, sucking and rolling his tongue over her nipple. I lick over her clit and then down to her entrance, pushing my tongue in, fucking her with it, pulling growls from her throat. Pulling my tongue out, I kiss and lick back up to her clit and nip at it just as I push in my middle finger.
She gasps loudly at the feel of my thick finger.
“Tell him, Van. Tell him how much you like that.”