Chapter 23 Austin #2
I glanced up at Nick, my cheeks reddening when I saw his cock. He was hard all over again, his hand slowly stroking himself up and down. He’d hardened completely while watching Matthew and me fuck Evie, the piercings on the underside of his cock gleaming like a ladder.
He didn’t look away this time or say something asinine, and neither did I. He jerked his cock faster, matching the thrusts Matthew was making.
Fuck. I hated him. I hated him so much, so why the fuck did I find this so hot? Why did I even care about the way he was looking at us or how turned on it made me?
Evie pulled her mouth off my cock, panting as spit dripped down her chin. I tipped her face up and leaned over, kissing her deeply until her tongue slid against mine.
Matthew tugged her back, pulled out of her, and flipped her over onto her back. I watched her breasts jiggle, her taut nipples begging to be sucked. Evie’s hair splayed around her, her lashes long and dark.
“God, you’re perfect,” Matthew murmured.
Evie reached for my cock. “I can still suck you,” she rasped.
With the height of the bed and the angle of her head, she could. “Are you sure? It would be intense,” I said.
She shocked me by pulling my thighs to the bed, my knees bumping the mattress. “Yes,” she said. “Fuck my face, Austin. I want you to.”
“Give her what she wants,” Nick said, his voice raspy and deep. His hand kept stroking his shaft, eyes always on us. On her, on Matthew, even on me.
I leaned over Evie as she let her head fall slightly off the bed. I reached down and cradled her in my hands, sucking in a breath as my cock met her lips. At this angle, she could take me all the way down her throat. I hesitated, but then Matthew growled.
“Give her what she fucking wants, Whynot. Our girl gets what she wants.”
Fuck. Evie wanted me to fuck her face. She wanted me to be rough.
“If it’s too much, tap my thigh three times,” I said. “Okay?”
“Okay.”
My eyes squeezed shut for a moment then flew open, focusing on her as I drove my hips, my cock spearing her mouth and throat in one motion. She took every inch as she slid her hands to her breasts, playing with her nipples.
I thrust even deeper until her throat tightened around my cock and she choked, but she moaned in satisfaction as I drew back. I started fucking her hot mouth harder, grunting as her nails scraped my thighs, leaving angry red streaks.
“That’s it,” I huffed.
Evie took Matthew’s cock so fucking well, their bodies slapping together.
I could feel every thrust jolting her body as she sucked me.
My movements became jerkier the closer I got to coming.
Oh god. Fuck. Fuck, I was close. Pleasure plowed through me as I angled my hips and cock, and somehow she took me even deeper.
Nick blew out a breath and moved from his spot, crawling toward us.
Wordlessly, he closed his lips over one of her nipples and started sucking.
I blushed as I watched his mouth please her.
I hated how fucking good they looked together.
Evie cried out, her throat vibrating around my cock with whimpers and moans.
He was so fucking thorough, the way he teased her breasts, the three of us working to drive her wild. Evie tapped my thigh and I immediately pulled out, holding her head as she caught her breath. Her cheeks were flushed, spit glistening on her face, her eyes glazed over with pleasure.
“Too much?” I asked.
“Just perfect,” she panted. “I want . . .”
“I know what you want,” Nick chuckled.
“You’re supposed to be watching,” she scolded, but then dragged him into a kiss.
There was something about watching him kiss her after she sucked my cock that made my cock harden until it was painful.
He drew back and grabbed her cheeks gently, opening her mouth. “Take his cock again, baby girl. I like watching the outline of his cock in your throat.”
Fuck.
Evie tipped her head back and I slid my cock inside her open mouth, shuddering as pleasure ripped through me. I was so fucking close already. Between her mouth, Matthew fucking her, and Nick right there—I was seconds away from coming.
Nick slid his hand down to her pussy, two fingers circling her clit. Evie screamed around my cock and I started to pull back, but she kept me there, moaning as he circled her clit faster.
Fuck, she was going to come.
“Come for us,” Matthew rasped.
Evie arched beneath us, her chest flushing as she started to come.
It sent me over the edge. I gasped as Evie swallowed every drop of the cum jerking from my cock.
Her body trembled through her orgasm, ripples of pleasure shaking her as Matthew kept thrusting, fucking her through the tremors.
Finally, he let out a long groan and gave one more pump, driving into her as he started to come.
Nick licked his lips as he watched us, a smile making his dimples pop.
Evie swallowed the last of my cum. I drew out slowly, my knees weak. I knelt down, kissing her face until she started grinning.
“That was perfect,” she sighed.
“It was,” I murmured.
Matthew pulled out of her slowly then rolled onto the bed, catching his breath. Evie licked her lips and sat up, moving up by his side. The two of them were in the middle.
She patted the spot next to her.
Nick and I exchanged glances, and he smirked as he took the opposite side.
“We need a bigger bed,” I said.
“We do,” Matthew agreed.
I crawled up to the spot next to Evie, and she curled up between Matthew and me. Eventually I settled in, my heart rate slowing. My head was still spinning from coming so hard.
It was the coziest moment of my life. Even with Nick here.
“Not so bad, Whynot,” Nick said after a few minutes. “Maybe I should fall off roofs more often.”
“No,” Matthew and Evie said together.
I chuckled. “I don’t think you need to fall off a roof for this.”
Dammit, that sounded way more sweet than I’d intended. Almost too nice.
Evie held up her hand. “No bickering while I’m in my post-orgasm headspace, please and thanks.”
“Don’t worry. Arguing is just foreplay,” Nick snorted.
“It is not,” I growled.
Matthew started laughing as Evie sighed.
I slid my arm around her waist and tucked my face against the curve of her neck, smiling to myself.
I’d never felt happier than I did right now with them.