Chapter 26 #2
“Suck, Fin,” I instruct, stroking my thumb over her tongue, pressing down on it like my thick dick would.
Fuck, the tentative pull is maddening—sending my brain into a tailspin with the aching throb of my cock.
The deeper my thumb pushes into her mouth, the more the tip of her tongue licks at it, instinctively swirling around it with the soft pucker of her lips sealing tight.
“That’s it, use your tongue, Baby. Suck me deep…” I groan at the way her mouth waters around me.
Her spit eases the glide of my thumb in and out of her mouth, and holy fuck, it’s good.
“Fuck,” Eli hisses, and my eyes flash to his as he sinks onto the bed.
Legs spread, muscles bulging, dick so damn hard that my pulse stutters at the sight. When he grips his girth, my brain misfires; my thumb pushes all the way to the back of Finley’s throat. Her mouth stretches open with a gag that has my cock begging for it.
Pulling out brusquely, I thrust my fingers into her still-damp hair and coil it around my fist.
There’s nobody—absolutely nobody—in this world who could look as perfect as she does right now. At my mercy. Waiting on my order. Prone to my whims.
Finley’s looking up at me with wide, watering eyes and slick lips when I step beside her and tug her forward.
“Crawl, Fin,” I order, heart hammering at her stunned gasp. Still gripping her hair, I crouch in front of her and guide her hands with my free one to the hardwood floor. “You want me to teach you, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she says with a long exhale, bracing on all fours when I tug her face all the way up.
I stand and tell her, “Be a good girl, then, and crawl.”
This time, when I step forward, she does as she’s told. One hand in front of the other, all the way to Eli.
Finley remains on all fours between his legs. Her stare is on me, waiting for what’s next. As a reward, I crouch beside her again and pull her face up. A sigh hums up from her chest when I kiss the tip of her nose.
Satisfaction pulses through me at her low mewl when I palm a breast with my free hand. She likes that—when we play with her tits and tease her hard nipples. I’ve never known anyone so damn responsive. All it takes is a light rake of my thumbnail over her turgid peak for her to moan for me.
“Sit back,” I tell Eli, and wait until he’s braced on his hands, his cock jutting at the perfect height as I bring Finley’s face close. “Lick. All the way, root to tip.”
It takes Finley a second to visibly gather her courage. Eli’s cock is not my thumb, but even with trepidation, she does as I instruct.
Wetting her lips, she leans forward, hands flat on the floor as she tilts her face a tad and runs the tip of her tongue up the underside of his shaft.
It’s a quick stroke that deepens her breathing when Eli hisses.
“Fuck…” His eyes roll to the back of his head with a groan when she does it again, slower this time, following the thick vein all the way to the tip.
I can tell she likes it from the way instinct takes over: she swirls her tongue around the sensitive ridge, then up across his slit.
When she gets a taste of his precum, Finley hums. She repeats it, licking around the ridge again, faster this time, before she leisurely flicks the tip of her tongue over his slit.
“Good girl,” I praise, watching Eli.
Pleasure twists his face—brows pulling tight, nose scrunching, teeth biting his lip with a guttural growl that flips my stomach.
The way my cock grows tighter and harder, you’d think she’s sucking me off. It’s fascinating how their pleasure affects me. How seeing them enjoy each other makes me feel good.
Nobody has ever made me feel like this. So fucking enthralled that their pleasure becomes mine.
“Use your hand, Baby,” I say, stroking my palm over her head. “Spit on your hand and stroke him.”
Eli’s thighs part wider when she does as she’s told. Pride warms my chest when she rubs the tip of his cock across her lips and he groans aloud, pushing the blunt head past her plump lips.
The desperation on his face burns brighter with every shallow bob of her head—teasing him with each inch she takes him deeper.
“So good,” he grunts, sitting up and gripping my wrist when she moans around him. “So. Fucking. Perfect.”
His hold on me hardens, and I tell her, “Tighter, Fin, you got to choke his cock with your fist. Make it hurt so fucking good.”
The sound of her pulling off him with a pop clenches all my muscles. Her tits are still marred from his kisses last week, and that sound…
Fuck me, that sound is doing things to me I can’t control.
Eli’s hand strokes up my forearm, clutching my elbow, and as he tugs me closer, my hand bears down on Finley’s head, pushing her mouth back down on his cock so deep she gags.
“Swallow. Take him all the way down that tight throat,” I say, cupping the side of Eli’s face as he chokes out a slew of curses.
Man, he’s gorgeous—flushed and crazed, need pulsing in his veins—while I stroke my thumb down the length of his neck.
Heat prickles my skin at the sensation of his hand tracing up to my shoulder and his fingertips raking down my chest. Half-lidded eyes find mine, and I know what he wants.
He needs me to fuck this mouth with my tongue the way he’s fucking hers with his cock.
Lowering myself to him, I’m too happy to oblige.
Without hesitation, I spear my tongue into his mouth. My hands frame his face as I suck in every groan and grunt that vibrates from him. His fingers claw into my side when Finley chokes around him again.
Fuck—the bite of his touch shoots a thrill straight to my dick. Without preamble, I step back and tug Finley to her feet, brusquely. I move behind her and pull my shirt off her while Eli removes her panties.
“Did you like that? Did you like sucking his cock, Baby?” I murmur into her ear.
In reply, she palms the length of my erection at her back, stroking me with her soft hand while Eli fondles both her tits.
That sight alone is enough to make me come as I lick the line of her jaw, nipping at soft skin.
“God, yes,” she hisses when Eli swirls his tongue around one nipple—again and again—while he rolls the other between finger and thumb.
Her ass grinds into the base of my cock while her hand squeezes the tip and her thumb rubs along my slit, smearing my precum.
“Just like that, Baby. Fuck, yes…” I grunt into the crook of her neck while Eli nips at her engorged flesh.
From one breast to the other. Over and over. Harder and harder to her mangled cries. Her legs quiver when I grip her waist and lift her onto his lap; his mouth rips from her nipple with a loud pop that makes my skin tingle all over.
“Scoot, Sweetheart,” I tell Eli, pressing her chest deeper to his while he moves up the mattress to the middle of the bed.
“I need you inside me,” Finley says when he lies back and eases her down with him, leaving her on full display for me.
Crawling up the bed, I situate myself behind her. Every inch of her is so soft, so gorgeous that my chest squeezes around my insides, threatening to suffocate me.
“You heard our girl, Eli—she needs you to fuck her pretty cunt,” I tell him, palming her ass with both hands.
Spreading her cheeks wider, I spit into the top of her crease as he lifts her over his cock, and smear my spit down, all the way to her pussy.
“Soaking. You’re fucking soaking, Fin.” Circling her clit, I push my thumb into her entrance. “So goddamn tight… perfect…”
When I pull out, she mewls, and I draw out her agony with a sharp slap.
“Fuck, Jayden… please…” Finley rocks into my palm, seeking the relief she desperately needs. “I need it. I need you.”
Eli aligns himself with her entrance as I pull my hand back and scissor her slit open for him. Before my fingers come away, he thrusts up into her—slapping my hand into her sopping flesh with every drive of his cock.
Relentless, brutal strokes that slam her cries out of her. Louder with each grind.
“Sit up,” he orders with a growl.
His eyes meet mine—so fucking wild. They’re big and dark and fierce with unrestrained hunger.
The sharp lines of his face are tight; his groans, choppy to match his jagged thrusts.
I fucking love the sound of his flesh slapping into hers as I coil my arm around her waist and hold her back against my chest.
My length slots into her crease, and with every thrust of Eli’s hips, her wet flesh strokes me. Faster, faster.
“Oh my God,” Finley yells, throwing her arms back over my shoulders while Eli tugs at her nipples.
Our bodies are slick with perspiration, easing the glide. I’m so close—the heat in my bones building and spreading through me.
“I’m there… Eli… Love… Eli… Eli…” Her choked scream fills the air as he pulls her back down and grinds her on his cock with a long, guttural curse.
Her body spasms, taking all his cum, and before her orgasm is done, Eli pulls out of her, still spurting over her pussy and the curve of her ass… all over my balls. And fuck, the heat of his pleasure dripping on my skin is enough to end me.
Jaw clenched, he yanks Finley back down onto his chest as he grits, “Go on, Sunshine, fuck my cum back into our girl’s pussy.”
Goddamn. I grip my shaft as his hands grab her ass and angle her opening in line with me. As he devours her lips, I slam into her.
“Jayden!” Finley’s cry is loud, reverberating around us, filling the air with the uptick of her pleasure.
Her cunt tightens around me. Pulling me deeper.
“So fucking hot… wet… Fuck, Baby, you take us so well,” I groan, holding her hips with bruising force as I do exactly what Eli asked: I fuck his cum into Finley, letting it coat my cock as it thickens inside her.
Nothing’s ever felt this good. This dirty. This fucking perfect as I slam into her once, twice—and my orgasm rips from me. Filling her so completely she overflows.
I’m spent. Breathless. My body shakes with the force of my release as I collapse over her, licking the sheen of her sweat while Eli combs his fingers through my hair.
He’s fucking perfect.
She’s fucking perfect.
And they are all mine.