Chapter 28 Creed #3
“Lay back, Stardust.” I command, just as I settle on my stomach between her thighs.
She complies with a hurried plop against the sheets and releases a quiet moan.
I pull my fingers from her tight, wet heat and use my shoulders against the backs of her thighs to surge forward, shoving her further down the bed until her head hangs off the edge.
The move has Collins gasping and Riley nearly on the edge of his seat, his trembling fists clasped between his knees to keep from touching himself.
At first, it’s like he doesn’t know where he wants to look.
His eyes dart back and forth from where I lay poised between her thighs to her face that’s now in his full view.
He figures it out pretty quickly, though, when I nip at her thigh and growl, “I want your eyes on him while I fuck this perfect pussy, Stardust.”
I lean in and savor that first slow lick across the surface of her pussy from entrance to clit. She cries out as her fingers tighten in my hair. The sound is completely broken from the pitch of her scream, but her unique sounds of pleasure are music to my fucking ears.
Riley’s eyes are laser-focused on Collins, and I know that he’s cataloguing every sound she makes. Learning what makes her body wind tighter and tighter until she snaps so beautifully.
Her sweet, heady taste has my hips grinding down into the bed as I devour her the way she deserves.
Licking and sucking, I dive into her like a man starved and eat her like it’s my last meal.
It’s a drug, her pleasure. Every moan causes some synapses to pop off in my brain, and each time it’s like a miniature high, further feeding into my addiction.
One more lick. One more nip of her skin. One more taste.
The force of her hands in my hair keeps me firmly in place while she takes control for a beat, her hips bucking against my lips and tongue, chasing the buildup of her first orgasm of the night.
“How does she taste?” Riley’s strained voice cracks a little with his question.
Flicking my eyes to my boy, I make a show of dipping my tongue deep inside of Collins’ pussy before pulling away, showing off the trail of arousal that connects her to me.
I smirk at him while swallowing every drop before removing my fingers just to pop them into my mouth for a quick taste.
My eyes roll back, and I fight the urge to go back for more until he gives me further instructions.
“This pussy is goddamned divine, baby.” I tilt my head as if I truly have no idea of what to do next. “What should we do about it, Riley Benjamin? Because our needy girl is strangling my fingers, so she must be getting desperate to make a mess of this bed, aren’t you, Stardust?”
Riley’s body looks calm, cool, and collected, but his face absolutely betrays the facade he’s trying so hard to keep up.
His eyes hold Collins’ for a moment so intensely that I swear I could feel the force of it as if it were a physical touch against my skin.
Goddamn my heart for the way he turns to her for the next instruction.
“Where do you want to come, Snow?” He leans forward, tracing a shaky finger down the line of her jaw and the shape of her lips before they part, and she attempts to nip at it.
“On his fingers? His tongue?” The deep mocha color of his irises is swallowed by the dilation of his pupils, turning them obsidian.
His voice drops as his lips tug up in just one corner before biting his lip with those damned fangs Collins loves so much.
“Or do you want to come all over his cock?”
May whatever higher power is out there have mercy on my soul.
My heart and willpower are not strong enough to withstand dirty-talking Riley.
Collins doesn’t look away, her eyes locked onto Riley’s as she sucks in a shaky breath while attempting to close her thighs in order to find some friction now that I’ve paused my rhythm.
I’d love to taste her as she falls apart for me, but I’m only human, and I fear I may come without even so much as stroking my own cock if she and Riley keep up these sexy shenanigans.
She bites her lip and her hands lift to cup her breasts as she pinches and tweaks each of her nipples between her lime-green pointed fingernails.
Yeah, there’s no way I’m gonna make it much longer.
“I need his cock,” she moans, arching her back, her perfect little body curving into the most seductive position I’ve ever seen in my life.
I tip my head up and sigh with a huge grin on my face. “Thank fuck,” I groan out before looking to Riley once more. “You control this, Sweet Boy.”
Sweat beads his brow, and his chest is heaving. I think the poor baby is more worked up than I am right now. He gets all of my respect for his level of self-control because I could fucking never.
My stomach does this weird flipping thing when he looks at me with those obsidian eyes and whispers roughly, “I want to see her fuck you—riding your cock, I mean.”
There’s that sweetness peeking through with his clarification, and it makes me smile in the same moment that Collins lifts until she’s on her knees and shoves me back by my shoulders. I’d happily crumble for her any day.
She moves to straddle my waist when Riley’s voice cuts through the room again.
“Face me, Snow.”
“Yes, sir,” she says, and I groan, swiping my hands down my face.
“You two are killing me.” I repeat Collins’ words from earlier tonight, feeling them in full force.
Collins swings her leg over my waist, and I’m greeted with the most delicious view of her perfect, round ass. What I'd give to sink my teeth into the soft flesh there and mark it as mine. Fuuuck.
Her pussy is so goddamned wet as she grinds herself over the length of my cock, coating me in her arousal.
I bite my tongue because I love when she slips into this dominant role and just takes what she wants.
I’ll endure this painfully delicious torture so long as she fucks me. Goddamn, I’ll beg for it if I have to.
My view of Riley is blocked, but I can hear him shift in his seat at the same time Collins fucking giggles.
I don’t have to wonder what the fuck they’re up to for long because she presses up and onto her knees, allowing my cock to bob up from where it was pressed against my abs.
What I am not prepared for are five perfectly freckled fingers to wrap around the slick base of my shaft, followed by Collins’ fingers holding them steady.
My eyes damn near bug out of my head as I shove up onto my elbows and crane my neck to look around Collins’ body.
She looks at me over her shoulder, mischief and lust swimming in her eyes, accompanied by her sexy as fuck smirk.
Leaning a little further, Riley’s innocent, beet-red face comes into view, and the little shit’s lips are tugged into a panty melting, sly grin.
He gives me a squeeze and drawls, “You looked like you could use a little help.”
“You f—Oh my fucking God.” My insult dies an instant death on my lips when Collins sinks down onto me in one swift motion and swivels her hips. Bracing herself back on my thighs, she lifts her hips, and I’m mesmerized by the sight of my cock disappearing into her pussy, inch by inch.
I hear Riley fall back into the chair with a breathy huff, and Collins picks up her pace.
The most beautiful sounds are spilling from her lips as she rides me into oblivion.
Her thrusts against me are becoming erratic, her skin slick with a glistening sweat.
Bits of her hair stick to her spine and her shoulders as she throws her head back while chasing her orgasm.
I’m fucking sweating myself with how hard I’m having to focus on not blowing my load before her.
“Rub her clit, Creed,” Riley pants, sounding as desperate as I feel. “Make our girl come.”
“Fuck yes.” I prop myself up so I can reach around her.
“Oh, fuck, Creed, yes, don’t stop—” Collins’ entire lower half starts to twitch uncontrollably when she lifts herself off of my cock while I reach around and fervently rub at her clit.
I’m rewarded with a sudden gush of wetness that coats my abs, cock, and thighs.
The words tumbling from her lips are incoherent, but I need to hear them again.
“Fuck her, please—” Riley begs, and I obey.
Grabbing the base of my cock, I thrust inside of her before she has time to descend from her orgasm. I bend my knees and dig my heels into the mattress, fucking up into her like a man possessed, my hands squeezing her hips hard enough to bruise.
“Give us one more, Stardust,” I grit through a clenched jaw, keeping my rhythm unhurried, yet hard enough to have us both seeing stars. “Fucking come all over my cock.”
“I’m right there, fuck,” she draws out on a rasping moan, her voice breaking before disappearing completely when she shatters. The tight walls of her pussy clamp and pulse around my cock so fucking good that I follow her right over the edge.
I think my world turns white for a moment when my own orgasm rushes through me like a bullet.
Every pulse of my cock, I spill inside of her.
It’s been entirely too long, and with every thrust, my cum spills from around where we’re connected and amplifies the wet, slapping sounds that fill the space around us.
I’ve fucking missed this, every part of this.
Feeling connected with my girl, having Riley here.
I wish he would’ve joined us, but I’ll never push him into something he’s not ready for.
When it feels like my soul finally reenters my body, the room is quiet, save for the sound of all of our heavy breathing.
I push myself into a seated position and pull Collins’ back against my chest. Banding my arms around her, I pepper her with kisses all along her spine when I push her hair over one shoulder.
She tips her head back and hums contentedly, her hands finding mine.
“That was…” Riley whispers, and I glance at him over Collins’ shoulder. His chest is heaving, and his head is dropped back against the chair, staring at the ceiling. His cock is still painfully hard, pressing against the fabric of the towel, and threatens to expose him to us.
I silently pray for that particular censorship failure. Riley’s cock is too fucking pretty to be hidden from me.
“Perfect,” Collins finishes for him. “Fucking perfect.”
She climbs off of me with a soft moan and crawls her way to the end of the bed.
I bite down on my knuckles because the view of her glistening pussy has my cock hardening all over again.
Trying to be a good boy and not drag her back to the bed to fuck her all over again, I reluctantly follow her as she gets to her feet and bends down in front of Riley, cupping his jaw and wiping the sweat from his brow.
The look he gives her is so chock-full of love and longing that it’s got my heart and lungs forgetting how to do their job properly.
“You okay, Ri?” she whispers to him, placing a soft kiss to the tip of his nose, then his lips.
I’d think she was talking about his hard on, but her mind isn’t stuck in the gutter like mine is.
She’s still worried about his hasty exit earlier, and she’s so far gone for Riley that, despite him just orchestrating some of the hottest sex of my life, she’s got to make sure he’s alright—with her, us, and himself.
“I owe you an explanation,” he says, his dark eyes glistening as they volley between hers.
“Let me get cleaned up, and we can talk as much or as little as you want, okay?”
“Deal,” he whispers, and Collins seals it with another kiss.
Before she can retreat, I grab her by sinking my fingers into her cum-slicked pussy, and it makes her squeak so adorably.
Once they’re thoroughly soaked in our combined releases, I let her go with a slap to her ass.
She yelps, then laughs as she makes a break for the bathroom, playfully slamming the door behind her.
“Still curious about her taste, baby?” I ask, slowly stalking towards where Riley is slouched down in the chair. His cheeks are a sweet, ruby red color, but his eyes are still dark with desire.
“Mhmm,” he hums as I pop my fingers into my mouth and suck them clean. My eyes roll with the fucking delectable taste of us on my tongue, but rather than swallowing, I bend down until my face is hovering over Riley’s.
Gripping his face with one hand, I slam my lips to his and kiss him hard.
He immediately opens up for me, eagerly chasing Collins’ taste after he watched me lick my fingers clean.
Riley moans into my mouth the moment my tongue meets his when I share our combined taste.
I greedily swallow the sounds that are rattling through his chest. Fuck me, I’m fully hard again.
I don’t think Riley’s dick has even softened since this entire ordeal began.
He’s not only tasting Collins on my tongue, but he’s also getting his first taste of me, too. I’m desperate to drop to my knees and take care of him, and by the looks of his erection, I calculate my chances of achieving that goal will be sooner rather than later.
“Well?” I ponder against his lips, and my heart skips a few beats when he smiles against my mouth and nips at my bottom lip. “How do we taste?”
His tongue swipes across his bottom lip. “Better than I could’ve ever imagined.”