49. Miles
CHAPTER 49
MILES
I haven’t been watching—or rather, I hadn’t planned to, and I didn’t think I wanted to, but when I heard Callie’s pleasure rising, I couldn’t stop myself from watching her come.
And it was weird, but not in the way I expected.
I’m not Max, but as his twin, I share his experiences in a unique way, and seeing Callie come while she was riding Max made it feel like I was also experiencing it. The urge to stroke my cock while I watched was nearly irresistible, but I knew I’d come if I did, and I’m saving that for Callie.
Now my brother has her in a reverse cowgirl, and Callie has never looked hotter.
Her eyes are fixed on me as I walk over. I know what Max has in mind, but I’m not sure if Callie will be up for it. To my surprise, she reaches for my cock as soon as I’m close to her, and the feeling of her soft hands is almost too much, but it’s nothing compared to how her tongue feels when it darts out for a taste.
She looks up at me, all big eyes and long lashes, innocence and temptation wrapped in the prettiest of packages.
I stroke her cheek and she bends forward, taking the head of my cock between her lips. Her eyes close as she opens wider, sliding me in deeper. When she pulls back, her tongue slicks along my shaft, and I’m temporarily lightheaded as all the blood in my body rushes to my root.
Fuck. I close my eyes, trying to last longer, but that only makes the sensations more intense.
She has one hand wrapped around my base, the other on my arm for balance as she moves up and down on Max’s lap. Even though I haven’t been inside her pussy yet, it’s like I’m experiencing it all. The three of us are linked together. It’s all so intense.
Somehow, I manage to last another minute or so, but the pressure steadily builds, lightning racing down my spine, and then there’s no holding back.
“I’m coming,” I warn, but all she does is smile up at me. She keeps on sucking, steadily, taking me deeper and deeper, holding me in her mouth as I erupt, my world going white as my body shudders its release.