Chapter 53
fifty-three
My dick has never been harder than it is right now. The sound of Reyna screaming out her orgasm has me almost coming in my jeans.
Keeping my mouth latched to her clit, I slow the thrust of my fingers, working her through it.
Brex murmurs in her ear as he pulls the lace of her bra down, exposing her perfect tits.
I pull my fingers free, dragging them through her one last time before I bring them to my mouth, eyes locked on hers as I lick them clean, savoring every last drop.
Her eyes go wide as she watches me, lips parted, chest heaving. And when her teeth bite into her full bottom lip, I swear to all that is right in this messed up world my dick spurts a bit of pre cum into my briefs.
Fuck. I could get addicted to that look. Come to think of it, I already am.
Rising to my feet, I pop the button on my jeans, fingers working the zipper when Brex’s voice cuts through the haze.
“Have a seat, Lo. You’re gonna love the show I’ve got planned.”
Yanking my shirt over my head, I kick off my jeans. Keeping my boxer briefs on, I drop into the chair sitting in the corner of her room. It’s positioned perfectly, giving me a direct line of sight to the bed.
Reaching into my briefs, I pull out my dick as Brex duck-walks Reyna over to the foot of the bed, hands cupping her breasts. The sight of her—legs trembling and unsteady, skin flushed pink from her orgasm—makes my cock throb in my fist.
“Bend over, baby,” he murmurs.
Hand between her shoulder blades, he bends her over, pressing her top half against the mattress, ass in the air. Round and perfect, it’s framed by the long line of her spine and a thin strip of moonlight cutting through the curtains, painting her skin in silver and shadow.
Cheek pressed into the comforter, Reyna looks over at me. Her pupils are blown so wide that the blue has all but disappeared. Lips swollen from my kisses, her hair is a tangled mess around her face. She looks fucking wrecked.
I did that.
Brex shoots me a Cheshire grin as he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a small, purple vibrator.
My dick jumps knowing exactly what he plans to do to her with the small device.
Deliberately tossing it onto the mattress in her line of sight, Brex chuckles when she lets out a small moan and wiggles her hips.
“Does that excite you, Angel?” My voice is all rasp as I slowly start to stroke.
“Y-yes,” she breathes. The word is barely more than a whisper, and my cock is throbbing so hard I have to squeeze the base to keep from blowing my load right then and there.
Pulling his shirt over his head, Brex shoves his joggers down and off. Naked, he towers over her, one hand planted on the small of her back, the other sliding over the curve of her ass.
“I’m gonna to ruin this pretty little pussy so good.”
Brex slides his hand between her thighs, and I know the exact moment his fingers find her entrance because Reyna’s whole body shudders. A broken moan escapes her lips, pushing her hips back to take him deeper as he drives them inside her.
“Damn, she’s so fucking wet,” Brex growls, working his finger in and out, twisting his wrist. “She’s fucking dripping.”
Tightening my grip on my cock, I smear the bead of pre-cum through the slit with my thumb. “Give her her another.”
He does. Two fingers scissoring inside her, Reyna whimpers, fingers clawing at the sheets. Brex pumps them in and out, the wet, filthy sound of her arousal filling the room, mixing with her ragged breathing as a low groan rumbles from his chest.
“Jesus Christ,” he grunts, dragging his fingers out slowly before pushing them back in, deeper this time. “Hear that, Pretty? How fucking wet you are for us?”
Her only response is a frantic nod, little grunts matching the rhythm of Brex’s fingers.
When Brex curls his fingers and picks up the pace, her back arches, a strangled cry tearing from her throat. “Right there,” she gasps. “Oh, God, right there.”
“You’re taking my fingers so well,” Brex grins as he thrusts even harder, making her whole body jerk. He works her like that for another minute, pistoning his fingers in and out, until her thighs are shaking and she’s making these desperate little sounds.
His fingers are slick, glistening when he pulls them from her cunt.
Spreading her cheeks, he runs them up and around her tight hole.
Reyna sucks in a breath.
“Easy,” Brex murmurs. “Just getting you ready.”