33. Thirty-Three #2
He dropped to his knees too and dragged Toni across the tiles towards him.
He pulled her face close to his, before kissing her deeply.
I watched their tongues tangle, a small flame of jealousy flickered but was dimmer than it had ever been and dimmed further when Brennon reached one of his long arms out for me.
I took his hand, and he pulled me close, too.
He released Toni from their kiss, and as she sat back on her heels, his hand drifted to my t-shirt, and he yanked me into her place until our foreheads were touching.
With only a sliver of light between our lips he whispered, “After being with you two, Xav, nobody else could compare.” Then, his furious mouth was on mine, teeth digging into my bottom lip until I opened up and let him in.
I couldn’t help it as I growled into him.
He pulled back and taunted, “What, you don’t want me to own this pretty mouth? ”
I looked at my wild girl, her eyes sparkling with mirth. She and Brennon always shared their mischievous streak. Maybe it was time to turn the tables on them both.
“No.” I said, shoving him back and reaching for Toni’s hand instead.
“Wild girl,” I pulled her to her feet alongside me, “Get your ass up there.”
I pointed to Brennon’s cluttered desk.
“Shove all that shit on the floor.”
Ignoring Brennon’s half-hearted ‘Hey!’, my wild girl grinned with delight as she swiped her hands across the desk and all of his loose papers flew to the floor.
“Maybe now he’ll learn to clean up after himself,” I said, surveying the now clear desk. From behind, he chortled, “Un-fucking likely.” I winked at Toni, knowing full well that tomorrow, Brennon’s desk would be just a messy as it was seconds ago. Maybe even messier given what I was about to do.
“Remember what I said, Nettie. Ass on the desk.”
Always one to cooperate, especially when our plans bordered on crazy, she popped her butt on Brennon’s empty desk. I spread her knees so I could step between them and pop the little button on her tiny shorts.
“These have been taunting me all fucking day,” I gritted out as I pulled the zipper down, and then, hooking my fingers around the hem, I inched her shorts and panties down her long, tanned legs.
With them gone, I stepped back toward her and peeled the sweater off her top half, grinning like a wolf when I realized she had no bra on underneath.
She must have seen the light in my eyes, because she just shrugged, “Didn’t want anything rubbing against the wounds. ”
The light in her eyes dimmed for a second, but I wouldn’t have that.
Every inch of her skin, scar included, was perfect.
I avoided it, but kissed every other bit of her I could reach with my mouth.
I let my tongue rove over her stomach, to her breasts, before finally settling my lips around one of her perfect nipples.
There, I nipped and sucked and licked until the rosy skin was a stiff peak in my mouth.
My hand pinched its twin firmly, rolling it between my fingertips every now and then.
Only once I was satisfied with the hardness of her nipples, did I stop.
It was the briefest pause to look back to Brennon.
He was standing now, too, his height allowing him to get an excellent vantage point of our girl splayed out like our own personal fuck doll across his desk.
Ever the voyeur, his eyes were icy-hot and when I looked lower, there was an obvious bulge at the front of his tight jeans.
I usually detested those skinny jeans he wore, but right now, I could appreciate how they showed off the outline of his hardening dick.
He’d just have to live with watching for a while longer, because I was in charge right now.
Returning to Toni, I kissed her, while my left hand held her in place.
My right hand was busy gently working its way between her legs.
Starting with my middle finger, I roved between her folds, finding her already wet for me.
Taking my time, I slipped that first finger inside of her, hooking it back to try and hit the spot inside her that would have her writhing beneath me.
Already, she was breathing heavier, her body squeezing my finger, trying desperately to suck it deeper.
To take more. So, I gave her more, adding a second finger to the mix and starting to finger fuck her in earnest. All while my lips stayed on hers.
I swallowed down every one of her moans.
My own dick was getting harder and harder each time she rocked her hips back against my hand.
I couldn’t resist letting her cum. She just looked too perfect when her climax crested.
Every time I witnessed it, it was like seeing a masterpiece unveiled before my eyes.
After being denied it for so long, I fucking craved it.
So, as I felt her inner walls tighten around my fingers and her moans turned to shallow cries of pleasure, I pulled back to watch my own personal piece of art and pressed my thumb to her clit hard, forcing her over the edge.
She cried out my name and a rush of her juices coated my hand. Her blue eyes were bright, and wide, and perfect, and everything. But they weren’t enough for me right now.
“Taste her.” I demanded pulling my fingers from Toni’s now dripping pussy.
She whimpered at their absence, and I loved watching her squirm, bare ass on the desk.
My fingers glistened and I shoved them toward Brennon.
He grinned and licked his lips, “With pleasure,” before sucking them both into his mouth.
His tongue traced my skin, and he savoured her before finally sucking on my fingers like they were my goddamn cock.
Sparks of desire flew up my spine, but I wasn’t ready to give in.
He liked teasing us so badly, I wanted to see how he liked it in return.
I pulled my hand back and returned to Toni, who sighed with relief the second my hands were back on her again.
Those sighs quickly turned back to pants and moans as my thumb rubbed her clit again, always stopping just short of letting her fall.
The next time she came, it was going to be around my dick.
The next time I felt her getting close, I snapped those fingers back again.
She groaned and to my left, so did Bren.
Only, my wild girl shut up when she saw my hands descend to my jeans.
I dropped them to the floor and stepped out of them.
Bracing my hands on her hips, I teased her with just the head of my cock and short thrusts first. It took everything I had not to bottom out with how tight and wet she felt, but I resisted.
Only going the tiniest bit deeper each time until she started to beg.
“Xav, Xavi, Xav, please,” she panted.
“Please what, wild girl?” I teased.
“Please. More. Please!”
Loving how she pleaded so sweetly, I finally gave her what she needed and what I’d been waiting for. She cried out as I filled her completely.
“You look so perfect taking my cock like this, little slut,” I praised, using long, slow, strokes.
“Your pussy is so wet, I can feel you dripping all over me, baby.” Which is exactly what I wanted, because I pulled out of her completely and snapped my eyes to Brennon.
“Taste her again.” This time my voice was huskier, and I was shaking with anticipation.
I knew how it felt to have him against my tongue.
It was his turn now, and I couldn’t wait to see his smart mouth wrap around my shaft.
Like he was letting me get away with this little game, he smirked before returning to his knees at my feet.
But he didn’t suck my shaft like I craved.
He licked it–like it was a fucking lollipop–with just the lightest touches of his tongue until I was grunting and grabbing at his hair to try and force him where I wanted him.
Even from his knees, the motherfucker topped me.
Batting my hands away, he said, “You don’t want to finish in my mouth, baby, you want to finish inside our girl,” and goddamn, if he wasn’t right.
I looked back at Toni to find her watching us and, surprise, surprise, my naughty Nettie was working herself over in my absence.
Two fingers rubbing slow circles around her clit.
Brennon stood and gripped her hair in his fist so he could twist her to look at him, and then he kissed her again.
It was messy and passionate and didn’t stop even as a slide my dick back inside her and began to fuck her in earnest. I was so twisted up watching them, and from Brennon’s teasing, that it didn’t take long for me to reach my breaking point.
“T-” I grunted between strokes, “I can’t-”
She faced me, looked me dead in the eyes, and said, “So don’t Xav. Give it to me.”
God, she was perfect. Everything I ever wanted laid out on a desk in front of me.
It was a miracle I hadn’t cum already. But as I sank every inch inside of her now, I couldn’t stop the oncoming impulses of my body.
I came with a cry, spilling every drop of my cum inside of her as she and Brennon watched, both of their eyes pinned to where our bodies connected.
The heat of their gaze made my orgasm feel like it went on and on forever, until finally, I couldn’t stand on my own anymore.
My hands caught the desk edge on either side of Toni, and I sucked in breath like I’d just run the full ninety minutes of one of my soccer games.
It took a second, but once I was able to straighten, I kissed her once, smiling against her lips as I whispered, “Perfect. Always so perfect,” while my cock slipped out of her ever-so-gently.
From my left, Brennon whispered, “Well, isn’t that a fucking glorious sight to behold.”
Unsure of what he was talking about, I stepped back, only to realize his eyes were glued to Toni’s centre, to where my release had started to leak out of her and across the surface of his desk.