5. Kyler #2
Moonlight spills through the curtains, painting her in silver, her cognac brown curls fanned across the pillow, her lips parted just enough to let out a slow, even breath.
Kieran is still working, so I went ahead. I toe off my shoes, the floorboards creaking under my weight. She doesn't stir.
My fingers go to the hem of her camisole first, peeling it up inch by inch, baring the dip of her waist, the swell of her ribs.
She's warm under my touch, her skin smooth as milk.
I toss the fabric aside, my gaze locking onto the rise and fall of her chest. Her tits are full, the nipples already tight little peaks, begging for teeth.
I don't deny them.
My mouth crashes down on one, sucking hard, my tongue swirling around the stiff peak.
She whimpers in her sleep, her back arching just enough to press herself deeper into my mouth.
I groan, the sound vibrating against her skin, and switch to the other, my fingers pinching and rolling the wet one I just left behind.
Her hips shift, restless, her thighs rubbing together.
I grin against her skin, my hand sliding down, down, over the soft plane of her stomach, dipping beneath the waistband of her panties.
She's soaked. Fucking drenched. My fingers glide through her slit, gathering her arousal, spreading it over her clit in slow, teasing circles.
She moans, her legs falling open wider, her body chasing the pleasure even in sleep.
I pull back just enough to watch her face, my fingers still working her, slow and relentless. Her lips part, her breath coming in little gasps, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks. I could make her come like this.
Easy.
But where's the fun in that?
I withdraw my hand, ignoring the way her hips lift, searching for more. My mouth replaces my fingers, my tongue dragging through her folds, lapping up her taste… sweet, musky, addictive. She whimpers, her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer, her body trembling on the edge.
I stop.
Her breath hitches, her hips jerking, her thighs clamping around my head. I chuckle, the sound dark and rough, and press a kiss to her inner thigh.
"Not yet."
The door creaks open behind me. Kieran steps in, his towel slung low on his hips. His eyes lock onto Kelsey's flushed face, her parted lips, the way her chest heaves with every ragged breath.
"You made her come?" he murmurs, his voice rough.
I shake my head, my fingers tracing idle patterns on her thigh. "Not yet. It's her punishment."
He smirks, dropping the towel, his hand wrapping around his shaft, stroking himself slow and lazy. "Good."
Kieran climbs onto the bed, his knee pressing into the mattress beside her head. He leans down, his fingers brushing her hair back from her face, his thumb tracing her bottom lip. "Open up."
Kieran doesn't waste time. He guides his cock to her mouth, the head pressing against her tongue, sliding in inch by inch. She moans around him.
I lean down, my mouth hovering over Kelsey's cunt, my breath hot against her slick folds. "Should we let her come?"
She whimpers, her hips lifting, her body begging for it.
"Not yet," Kieran answers.
I chuckle, my tongue flicking out, teasing her clit, just enough to make her gasp around Kieran's cock. He groans, his head falling back, his hand tangling in her hair, guiding her movements. "Fuck, she feels good."
I pull back, my fingers replacing my mouth, circling her clit, pressing just hard enough to make her squirm. "She's close."
Kieran's eyes lock onto mine, his lips curling into a smirk. "Stop before she comes."
"I know." I grin, my fingers sliding down, gathering her arousal, spreading it over her entrance again.
Then I plunge them in. Her pussy clenches around my fingers, so tight, so fucking needy. I curl them inside her, pressing against that spot that makes her back arch off the bed. Her tits bounce with every thrust, her nipples dark and hard, begging for my mouth.
Kieran's hands reach for them, one finger swirling around one stiff peak. She whimpers, her hips jerking, her body trembling. He grabs the other while my fingers still working her, my thumb circling her clit, pressing just hard enough to make her gasp.
She's close. So fucking close.
I pull back, my fingers sliding out of her, my mouth leaving her pussy. She whines, her hips lifting, chasing the pleasure I just denied her.
"Mmm…" Her voice is a breathy plea, her eyes still closed, lost in the haze of sleep and desire.
I can't wait any longer.
I take my cock out, stroking it once, twice, the head already slick with precum. I line myself up, the head of my cock pressing against her slick heat. She's tight, so fucking tight, her body resisting at first, then yielding, swallowing me inch by inch.
She moans around Kieran's cock, her body trembling, her nails digging into his thighs.
I bottom out, my hips flush against hers, my cock buried deep inside her. I groan, my head falling back, my fingers digging into her hips. "Fuck, she's so tight."
Kieran's hand tightens in her hair, his hips rolling, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. "Move."
I do.
I pull out slow, then slam back in, my hips snapping against hers, my cock pistoning in and out of her tight heat. She moans, her body trembling, her cunt clenching around me, milking me, begging for more.
Kieran's breath comes in ragged gasps, his hips stuttering, his cock swelling in her mouth. "Fuck."
I reach between us, my fingers finding her clit, circling, pressing, rubbing in time with my thrusts. She whimpers, her body tensing, her cunt fluttering around my cock.
I groan, my hips stuttering, my cock swelling inside her. "Come for us."
She does.
Her body arches, her cunt clamping down around me, her moans muffled around Kieran's cock. He groans, his hips jerking, his cock pulsing, spilling down her throat. I follow, my cock swelling, my release tearing through me, hot and thick, filling her up.
She swallows around Kieran, her body going limp, her breath evening out, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks. I pull out, my cock glistening with our combined release, my fingers tracing idle patterns on her thigh.
Kieran pulls back, his cock slipping from her mouth, a string of saliva connecting them for a second before breaking. He leans down, pressing a kiss to her forehead, his fingers brushing her hair back from her face.
I collapse beside her, my hand resting on her stomach, my fingers tracing lazy circles on her skin. She sighs, her body relaxing into the mattress, her breath evening out, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks.
Kieran's lips curl into a smirk. "Again?"
I nod. "Let's switch."