20. Grayson #2
“No you’re not.” He chuckles. “You’re so fucking needy that you need both of us, isn’t that right? Isn’t that why you wanted us both here?”
I swallow roughly. I know she liked how I was talking to her, but Asher is a lot harsher with his tone. But then I see it. Rae relaxes against him, and her eyelids flutter.
“Look at you, in my lap while your best friend watches me touch this soaking cunt. You’re going to make a mess on my pants. You going to clean it up like the desperate little slut you are?”
My knuckles crack with how hard my fist clenches.
But then Rae moans, and her legs widen even more right before Asher pushes two fingers into her, and she cries out, bucking up, rubbing herself against his hand.
“You like that, don’t you?” He grazes his lips against her shoulder. “Like that I know exactly what you need? That you want to be forced onto your knees and lick up the mess you make on my thighs. Would you ask for more? Would you fucking beg for it, good girl?”
She nods while his fingers move roughly into her, filling the space with her moans and wet noises. I adjust in my seat while trying to stop the urge to pull out my cock and fuck my fist at the sight in front of me.
Rae looks so wanton, so needy just like Asher is saying, but so utterly beautiful and the best part is how much she’s clearly enjoying this.
His dirty words aren’t scaring her, they’re only turning her on more.
Which makes me want to join in. I want to taste her again.
I want to know how far she wants to take this.
“Whose fingers are buried in your tight little cunt?” he asks roughly.
“Y-yours,” she moans.
Asher removes his hand roughly before bringing it down onto her pussy with a sharp slap that almost has me going over there. Rae cries out in pleasure and he’s plunging his fingers back in again while she squirms.
“Who am I?”
“Asher,” she cries.
“Mhm,” he hums. “And who’s watching you enjoy my fingers in your desperate pussy?”
Her eyes shoot up to mine, wide, so lost in pleasure, blurry with tears, cheeks flushed and mouth open with a gasp as she moans my name. “Grayson.”
“Fuck,” I groan, gripping my dick through my pants.
“Look what you do to him, babe. He wants you so badly,” Asher tells her, and I can see how close she is to another orgasm.
If this goes on for much longer, I feel like I may be too without even touching my cock.
Asher takes his hand away from her again, and she lets out a loud squeal of annoyance.
“You want to come?” he taunts, then nods toward me. “Go suck his cock and show me that you deserve to come again.”
I rear back, shocked, but then Rae is sliding onto the floor and crawling over to me. I have to bite back a groan at the sight of her like that. I get why she wanted to see me in the same position. Her hands find my knees, and she looks up at me with a single word plea from her lips. “Please?”
I’m so desperate just like her; I’m pushing my pants down just enough to free myself, and she doesn’t waste any time, wrapping her fist around me and sucking my dick into her mouth.
I groan, grabbing a fistful of her hair, trying to retain some control, but she doesn’t ease into it, she just licks and sucks so roughly I’m moaning and trying to thrust up into her mouth even more.
“Fuck, Sunshine, I’m going to come,” I warn, not even caring how quickly it’s happening. I was so close before she even touched me.
She swallows even more of me, and I fist her hair even tighter, even though I try to hold it back I can’t. The orgasm rushes through me, and I try to pull her off my dick, but she only bears down even more and I spill into her mouth. I feel her swallow around me, and I thrust up with a moan.
Rae moves her mouth off me with a smile, running her tongue along her lips and I swear my vision fills with stars. I don’t even get the chance to haul her into me to kiss her like I want to because Asher is pulling her away again, and he has her pinned against the wall with a grip on her throat.
I don’t feel the immediate need to pull him off her because her eyes roll with a moan. Especially when he practically growls, “Such a good slut. Now show me how badly you want to come and maybe I’ll let you.”
She whimpers, scrambling to shove her hand into his pants. He doesn’t even help her, but lets out a small grunt as she touches him.
Rae lets out a gasp, “You’re…pierced?”
“Mhm,” he confirms. “You want to know how it’ll feel inside you?”He takes his hand off her throat and moves it back down to between her thighs. “Feels like you do.”
As Rae mewls, I notice he’s hardly using his left arm, even when it would make more sense, but I’m not going to say shit.
“Fuck, good girl, you love being a filthy little toy, don’t you?” Asher groans.
Rae moans, and I still can’t believe I’m here seeing this, and I don’t hate it.
I can’t believe I kind of…like this. Watching them together, him giving her something I don’t. And even if it doesn’t seem like it, she’s completely in control of all of this. Of both of us. This is all about her.
Their sounds of pleasure mix together as they find their releases and everything settles around us. The quiet brings reality of what just happened. The questions and doubt start to invade.
Asher’s the first to say something. “I should get cleaned up.”
“Y-yeah, we should probably get out of here before someone comes in.” Rae starts grabbing her clothes, and I watch her while Asher goes into the bathroom.
I grab her hand. “Are you okay?”
She looks at me, seeming to have a similar look of doubt on her face. “I’m great. Are you?”
I stand up, cupping her face with both my hands, rubbing my thumbs across her cheeks, and her eyelashes fan her cheeks as she leans into me.
“You’re fucking amazing, you know that?”
Her eyes shoot open to look up at me. “You don’t look at me differently now?”
“Does it look like I am?”
“No, but I…I really liked that. What if I…I want it again?”
I smile. “Then we do it again.”
Asher rejoins us, but pulls Rae into him, “I should get going. Do you need a ride?”
She looks at me, and then back to Asher. “I’ll have my driver take me home. You both don’t need to worry about it.”
“It’s no problem, Sunshine,” I try to tell her.
She gives me a small smile. “I can’t have you two fighting over who gets to drive me.”
“Don’t worry, when we fight, it’ll be over something much bigger than that,” Asher jokes.
I roll my eyes. I still don’t know what to think about the guy, but I can’t deny that I didn’t hate what just happened here. And I know that means he may be in our lives a bit more moving forward.
Because whatever Rae wants, Rae is going to get.