Chapter 40
Garrett
I was right where I needed to be.
My dick throbbed like a sore tooth, still mad that we’d let Katie stop stroking it, but our time would come. First, she needed to, more than once. The way she watched me as if all of this was completely new, the slight frown forming and then fading away as Rhett’s hands covered her breasts. I freaking loved that. What I loved more was what was spread before me.
Pink, wet, slick, and so, so soft, it would feel like heaven sinking into her hot little pussy, but we had a way to go before that happened. My thumb landed on her clit, working the hood, but not touching the too-sensitive tip yet. The muscles in her thighs tensed instantly. Now to ratchet them tighter. I worked my other hand in and out of her, curling my fingers up and searching for that little rough spot… there. Her hips bucked in response.
“Just there, right?” I wasn’t really asking for verbal confirmation because it was plain to see. Her whole body twitched with every pass.
“That’s the spot.” Rhett tilted her mouth up to meet his. “He’s hitting you right where you need it.” Katie couldn’t even nod, but the kittenish little sounds she was making made that clear. His hand moved almost idly, playing with one swollen nipple, then another. “But he’s not giving you enough.” His eyes met mine for just a second. “Give her another finger.”
“Another?”
I made it sound like it was this momentous thing, but she’d need at least three if she was going to take me. While I was a bit above average in length, thickness wise, I was punching above my weight, and I needed Katie to want every inch I was going to give her.
“You like the stretch, don’t you, Katie?”
To demonstrate, he pulled her nipple just a little and that squirm, the way her cunt clamped down around my fingers then fluttered, was all the answer we needed. She nodded anyway. A small, frantic thing, and I loved that. Some part of me craved her being needy for us, so I pulled my hand free, glorying in the slick shine there, right before I pushed three fingers inside.
“Tight,” I groaned, knowing just how that’d feel, but right now it was her pleasure I focussed on. I moved my thumb and replaced it with my tongue. Her clit was perking up in interest, swollen now, and I strove to kiss it better, closing my lips around it, and…
“Fuck…”
Her moan was everything, because with it came a little gush and then a rhythmic pulse that made clear what was happening.
“That’s it.” Rhett used a soft voice now, a comforting one. “Good girl. Come all over his face.”
I licked her through her moans, her twitches, and then used softer, lighter strokes to lull her into a false sense of security. Her cat-like stretch made clear how she felt about this.
“Maybe I should—” she started to suggest.
“Come again.” The steel was back in Rhett’s voice. The same command he used when barking orders in a fire throbbed in his voice now. “You can do that for me, can’t you?”
“Usually I’m…”
She had more to say, a protest that she was done, but I knew better. Her cunt hugged my fingers, clearly wanting more. My tongue started to move faster and so did my fingers, the passage easier now. She was almost dripping all over my hand.
“You were saying?” Rhett punctuated his amused question with a kiss to her neck, then a little nip. “You’re what?”
“I’m…” Her voice was all high and breathy. “I’m…”
Gonna come. I could read her like a book, knew instinctively what needed to happen next. My knuckles ground against her entrance as my lips locked down around her clit. I rode every wave of pleasure, surfing it as I began to crest, and then when she broke? I pushed her through it as she came crashing back down.
Only for me to rise up from where I was kneeling by the bed.
Hard, aching, it felt like whatever restraint I had was fraying to pieces as my mouth came down on hers.
I wanted her to taste herself on my lips, taste the need and desperation there, hers and mine. She grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me closer, our tongues warring for control. This angle had me slotting between her thighs, feeling the wet kiss of her cunt, and I couldn’t help but rut against it. It was everything I needed, and yet I wanted more.
“Katie… Katie…”
Now I was the one unable to get a sentence out as she pulled back. Her eyes locked with mine as her hand slipped down between us, circling the base of my cock, the squeeze nearly undoing me. Feeling a pearl of precum ooze free was like a slap to the face, reminding me of the reality.
We were near strangers and hadn’t discussed anything when it came to birth control. That sensible, sensible thought felt like it frayed as she jacked me once, twice, three times, then angled my cock down.
“No…” She blinked, froze, and then went to pull away, but my hand went around her wrist. “Birth control… STIs…” Fuck, explain things properly, you idiot! “Condoms!” The word finally came to me. “Need condoms.”
“Shit, do we have any?”
Rhett looked around the room, but he wouldn’t know. This was my room, not his.
“Bedside table,” was my answer.
“You seem well prepared.”
Her lips twitched, and right then she couldn't have looked more beautiful. Pleasure, mischief, they sat well on her, and I had to make sure her life was full of that going forward.
“I was hopeful.” Rhett tossed the brand new packet on the bed, but before I could grab it, she had the box in hand, pulled a wrapper free, and then tore it open. “Katie…”
She rolled up and pushed me backwards so I was standing, but it wasn’t just to roll the condom on. Her tongue traced a line up the length of my cock, making me feel just a little apologetic for the torture I’d put her through. My hand went to the back of her head, cradling it instinctively, right as her lips parted and she sucked the head of me in.
This was how it’d feel if I ever got to fuck her raw. Wet, soft, and volcanic hot, her tongue flicked around my length, but right when I was about to pull her free lest I spill down her throat, she looked up and drew back with a smile.
“You…”
Whatever I had to say was cut off as her hand rolled the condom down my length. For once, I was glad for the slight dulling in sensation. It meant I might actually last as I pushed her back on the bed, ready to shove myself inside her.
Only for her to turn around on the bed, presenting that beautiful rounded arse I’d ogled at yoga.
“Gonna take both of us at once?” Rhett rasped, like this wasn’t a wish come true. “Fuck, babe…” As she kissed her way down his stomach, I lined myself up, rubbing the head of my cock around in all that wetness, then when she angled his cock away from his body, Rhett watching intently the entire time, I pushed myself inside as she swallowed his cock.
“Fuck…”
I don’t know who growled that, whether it was Rhett or me, but no other response was fitting. To feel her gripping me tightly, almost fighting me, dragged a strangled sound out of my throat. It’d been too damn long since I’d felt this. Locked tight, connected in the most brutal of ways, when I bottomed out, I couldn’t help but pull back, only to slam back, deep.
“You’re taking us so well. That’s it. Relax your throat, but…” Katie’s spluttering sound had him reacting swiftly. “Not so deep.” His thumb moved, brushing away something from her cheek. “No tears for me, Katie.”
Did she see it? Rhett was half in love with the idea of her when she was with Dave, but now? It was so much worse. I don’t know if he felt a thing as she sucked him off, his eyes boring into hers. There was a connection there, new, fragile, and just as easily blown away as fanned to life.
And I wanted the same.
My fingers sunk into her hips, loving the softness there, the way she gave under me. We were a perfect contrast because I felt hard, too fucking hard. I wasn’t going to last, so my hand snaked around, finding her clit, feeling her clench around me in response. My cock thrust past that, stirring more flutters that made my balls boil, my hips snapping as I sought more, more. She met me stroke for stroke, pushing back into me and then back onto Rhett.
Our breaths were ragged, more hoarse than if we were running on the treadmill for hours on end. Cardio I could do with my eyes closed, but this? This was destroying me, right as it was remaking me into something else.
Hers, if she’d have me.
“Katie… Katie, I…”
I couldn’t get it out, because the wave was rising in me right now, unable to be held off any longer. Her thighs spread wider, her hips tilting just a little, and that was when I slid that much deeper. Sucked in greedily, she took everything I had to give and then gave it all back. Her muffled sound of pleasure had Rhett roaring, right as her orgasm hit. I felt every damn pulse because the tight clasp of her wrung the cum from my balls. I emptied into her, only the thin membrane of the condom stopping my seed from sinking deep. As shudders ran through the both of us, Rhett made clear what was about to happen.
“You need to pull off if you… Katie… I’m…”
I watched her look up at him, stilling Rhett with whatever was in her eyes. Permission, that’s what it was. He took it gladly, his face screwing up as he stroked her cheek and then burst down her throat.
I was completely empty, but I wanted to do this again and again, just to feel the rush of pleasure. That had me collecting Katie up in my arms, her giggles music to my ears as I laid us down on the bed.
“We should clean up,” Rhett said, still kneeling there like an idiot. “Katie would be more comfortable.”
“Mm…” She was nestled in my arms, her soft curves fitting perfectly. “Can’t move. No bones.” My hips flexed and she gasped because I was still half hard. My dick was so happy I remembered it could be used for more than just to piss out of, it was keen for another round. “Well, maybe one.”
I stroked my hands over her flanks, her breasts, kissing the back of her neck, just glorying in the feel of Katie, but Rhett couldn’t settle.
“Katie, I?—”
She dragged him down beside her, forcing him to settle against her front, then kissed him so slowly I’m pretty sure every thought left his head.
“Just like this,” she murmured, her tone obviously sleepy. I could feel it in the way her body relaxed against mine, sure her eyes were slowly closing.
A lazy Saturday afternoon nap with a gorgeous girl. Part of me needed this so damn badly, I realised, right before I drifted off to sleep.