Chapter 17 #2
She collected the pre-cum, and Ray closed his eyes. Lara sucked his red tip before running her tongue down the sides.
"Damn, you weren't lying. Her mouth is—fuck. Has she done this for you yet?" Ray looked at me through lust filled half slits, letting out a breathless laugh as Lara drew him deeper.
He couldn't keep up the roleplay, and who could blame him? Lara raised a hand to fondle his balls.
"No." I could barely speak, mesmerized by the sight of them together.
I reached over and pushed her skirt higher, so I could see the dark string of her panties. It disappeared between firm buttocks, and I could feel the heat between her thighs. She pressed them together and rubbed for me.
Ray groaned and thrust his hips forward, tangling her hair in a loose fist. He took charge of the pace, getting lost in the warm depths of her mouth.
I didn't consider myself a voyeur. I watched porn when I was desperate. It wasn't even the act itself; I realized. It was who was involved. The ecstasy that twisted Ray's features made my fingers move without thought, and before I knew it, my cock was in my hand.
"Ugh, fuck," I muttered under my breath.
The first pass of my hand sent a wave of shivers down my spine and curled my toes.
Lara pulled off Ray, ignoring his noise of protest. Her voice was husky. "Do you like the view?"
"God yes, better than I imagined," I admitted, because I'd given this a lot of thought.
I'd seen Adelaide with her three guys for years, and how it just worked.
But Logan, Jesse and Briar were friends.
They already loved and trusted each other like brothers.
Ray and I were barely more than enemies, and Beck was certainly an enemy.
How could we share Lara and still function?
Put in a timetable and carve up the days with her?
I shook off the useless worries. I wouldn't let fear ruin this moment.
Heat licked at my insides as Ray fisted his cock and thrust the head through the circle of his fingers. He dropped his head back and stared at the ceiling.
"You like watching your girl suck me off? You can't fake that enthusiasm. I bet she's soaked," he smirked.
"Careful, or I might find someone else's ego to stroke." Lara dropped her persona.
"And leave me with a view of your perfect ass? I'd have no choice but to fuck you, and you know it." Ray's grin widened, and I caught my breath. "That sound good, big guy? You fuck our girl while I coat her throat?"
It was obscene. Even more so as Lara arched her back and wriggled her perfect ass.
"Is that what you want?"
My tongue choked on a heated knot. I didn't know how to articulate my dilemma.
Sex to me, was the most intimate thing you could do.
I liked to create an experience. Fire up all the senses. Scented candles, soft music, and heat if it was even a little cold outside. I wanted the women I bedded to feel like goddesses. I'd imagined treating Lara like that a thousand times.
Even though I wanted her, I couldn't betray myself in that way.
"Yes, but—" I cut off with a curse.
The hand around my cock suddenly felt dirty, and I swallowed the bitter taste of uncomfortable shame. Her face fell to the wrong conclusion, but surprisingly, Ray seemed to understand. He ran his fingers down Lara's jaw.
"Oh, you need the romance." Ray moved closer, and I couldn't help the way my gaze dropped to his jerking fist and the wink of silver.
"He wants to make love to you, Lara. Well, I'll admit, a random club office isn't the epitome of romance, but how about a compromise?
You take Lara's mouth, and I'll fuck her instead? "
Lara crawled over on all fours, tugging my pants further down my legs. Determination and hunger lit her features. Ray loomed behind her like a seductive shadow.
"Is that true, Jonah?" Her breath tickled my aching length.
I nodded, unable to speak. The heat from her body imprinted on me, and I fisted the leather to stop myself from touching her.
I wanted to watch every second of this. Her tongue slipped through her painted lips and ran the length of me.
She sucked my tip and swirled her tongue over it to collect the cum that beaded there.
"Damn, this is hot, and I should have known you'd be fucking huge." Ray eyed my cock, the one Lara was licking like a lollipop.
Heat rushed to my cheeks.
"So thick, I might have trouble taking you," Lara whispered, and her eyes flashed with mischief.
Ray tapped an open palm against her ass cheek with a noise of reproach.
"What are you trying to say about little Ray? Actions speak louder than size, don't they?" He hooked a finger around her thin G-string and pulled it to the side. "You ready for me, volpe mia?"
Lara nodded, but Ray slapped her once more, this time hard enough to crack. She jolted against me, her hair falling over my thighs like a curtain. Ray's gaze glittered like black diamonds.
"I need enthusiasm, I need vocals. Tell me how much you want this cock."
I stiffened as Lara wrapped her fist around me and twisted. She whimpered as Ray slid himself between her pussy lips and rocked gently. Wet noises accompanied the movement. Lara's eyes fluttered closed, even as her hands worked me.
"Make me feel good."
"You like this, huh, volpe mia? You crave this. Being on your knees for your men? We want to hear it, pretty girl. Tell us how badly you need to be fucked."
"By us," I tacked on.
Ray met my gaze, and something dark and decadent slithered between us, wrapped around my insides and made them throb. Ray sank a little deeper. His throat hitched.
"Please fuck me, Ray, I need it." Lara let out a needy breath and took me down her throat.
My groan could have taken the damn roof off. Lara's moan vibrated around me as Ray slid inside her, cursing under his breath.
"Do you know how many times I've thought about this?" I muttered, gaze darting between Lara, with her plump lips wrapped around me, and Ray, rolling his hips. His lip quirked up.
"What? Watching me fuck Lara? You romantic little perv."
"No—I—" I cut off with a moan.
Ray slammed his hips and forced Lara to take me farther.
Her mouth was liquid silk, and I didn't know if it was the added tension of being watched, but nothing had ever felt so good.
A waterfall of sensation crashed over me.
Lara blinked through hazy eyes, and the glistening rim excited me.
Lara's tongue worked with the devil's own sin. It was too good.
She gasped, and spit and tears mingled on her jawline. "Do you like me on my knees for you, big guy?"
The sensual slide of her tongue made my control unravel.
I gripped onto the couch for dear life. Ray thrust into Lara at a gentle pace, watching as she took me to the brink and back again.
Her tongue's movements controlled every thought I had.
It slid down my length and underneath my balls to the patch of skin between my ass.
"Maybe not there," I laughed, twining my hand through her hair to lead her back to my hungry cock.
"You don't enjoy having your ass eaten?" Lara asked, and Ray chuckled under his breath.
I glared at the man, but he just shrugged. "You're missing out, big guy."
"Never thought about it."
The thought of her hot, wet tongue in my puckered hole shouldn't have made my dick twitch. But it did. Heat cascaded over me as her lipstick smeared down my steel length.
"I love it, for your information, after a wash and sauna first. I have one of those, you know," Ray informed us breathlessly.
The pulse of music thumped through me, and my heartbeat thundered in my ears. I brushed Lara's hair away from her forehead, holding her head steady as Ray pumped into her from behind. Heat built in unbearable waves, and my hips jerked upward.
What would it be like to fuck Lara and have Ray watch?
Cum trickled out, and pleasure shot down my veins at the idea. Ray's fingers dug into Lara's ass, and he babbled under his breath in Italian.
"Intima da Vecchio, formaggio blu, scoregge di cane. Fanculo, fanculo, merda. Ahh, foglie di alloro."
I smothered a laugh. At least I wasn't the only one struggling. A current of pleasure ran through Lara like a conduit. It was surreal. Ray ground his hips against Lara's ass, scrunching his eyes at the ceiling.
"I'm going to come, Lara," I whispered, staring into her beautiful eyes.