46. Chapter 46
46
Miles
This man knows exactly what he does to me. There’s no way he’s oblivious. Not now. Not anymore. The growl, the praise. My cock already aches.
I sink to my knees without a word, Brody’s hand dropping away. Maintaining eye contact, I make quick work of his belt and the fastening of his pants. Brody’s already half-hard when I pull him from the boxers that are barely containing him. My mouth waters at the sight.
Feeling Sophie’s eyes on us, I flash her a grin before leaning forward to lick the salty bead that has already escaped the tip of Brody’s dick. He groans when I grasp the base of his shaft and swipe my tongue along the underside. I part my lips and pull just his head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it and his hand fists in my hair.
He wants to take control. I can feel it in his grip on my curls, but he hesitates, so I decide to toy with him. I don’t let him any further into my mouth, though his hips buck when my tongue does its little dance again.
“What are you waiting for, Brody?” Sophie’s voice cuts through the tension and seems to shatter whatever has been holding Brody back.
“Since you put it that way,” he growls, pulling my head forward.
I give up control, letting him shove his growing cock as far down my throat as possible before starting a rhythm. I grip his hip in one hand and use my other to stroke him in time with my mouth. Brody isn’t rough with his pushing and pulling, but the harder he grows, the more he chokes off my air supply.
I glance up to see Sophie has raised up on her toes to meet Brody’s lips. Saliva drips down my chin while I gag and suck. My own cock is dying to be touched and my hand drops from his thigh to palm my erection.
“This is a lovely show,” Sophie muses, looking down at me, “but I think poor Miles is feeling a little frustrated.”
Brody pulls my head back and I gulp for air, staring up at him.
“Is that right?” Brody asks with a smirk. “Do you need some attention?”
Oh fuck . That look in his eyes is doing something naughty to my insides.
“I think we need to find a bed for what I have in mind,” he continues.
I’m not sure how we get there, but within minutes, the three of us have shed our clothing and are standing in my studio. Brody pulls Sophie between us, her chest against him while he kisses her. I’m left to trail my lips over her shoulder and up the side of her neck. I make a path down her back, which is still marked by the beating she took from her ex and his brother. The bruises are now a mottled green and yellow. She doesn’t flinch. They seem to bother her less and less each day.
I slowly sink to my knees, grazing my teeth over the fading bruises on her ass. When I find an unmarked spot, I sink my teeth in, earning a squeal from above me. Immediately, I press a kiss to her skin. Placing a hand on her hip, I urge her to turn toward me. Brody lets her, still hugging her to him while I kiss her thigh.
“Think you can balance on one foot for me, honey?” I look up at her with my bottom lip trailing on her skin.
Sophie bites her lip, hesitating.
“I’ll help,” says Brody.
His hands wrap around her while I lift one leg, placing her thigh on my shoulder. She’s fucking glistening. I’d love to know just how much of it is from my performance in the kitchen. I take a deep breath through my nose, filling my lungs with her scent before I lean forward.
Tasting her by running my tongue along her entrance, I moan into her pussy. Sophie mirrors my sound as she leans back against Brody’s chest. I feel her leg on my shoulder twitch while I feast. If she were lying down, I’m sure she’d be writhing beneath me. Instead, Brody holds her still.
That just won’t do .
My chin wet with her arousal, I pull away. Sophie whimpers, her hips trying to follow me.
“I think we’re going to need you on the bed, honey.”
Something sparks in Brody’s eyes and he leans down to whisper in Sophie’s ear. I can’t hear it, but she closes her eyes and moans a ‘yes’. The sound sends a jolt straight to my cock which is already aching for more.
“We definitely need her on the bed,” Brody agrees. “I want you to fuck her.”
“Twist my arm,” I chuckle, gently lowering Sophie’s leg.
She reaches the mattress and I follow her down onto the bed, settling myself between her legs. While I reach down to guide myself to her, Sophie reaches up to run a hand through my curls.
“I love you,” she whispers.
I turn my face and kiss her hand before she drops it.
“I love you too. I love you so fucking much,” I breathe, staring down at her. “Every day, I’m thankful for your existence.”
I ease inside her and Sophie’s eyes close. We moan together as I slide forward, stretching her, molding her to me.
“You look so good taking his dick,” Brody breathes, closer than I realized.
His hand caresses my shoulder, sliding down my back. He kneels on the bed behind me, his lips on the side of my neck. I can’t concentrate on anything. My movements falter and if he doesn’t stop, I might explode too soon.
“Fuck,” I grunt, rolling my hips into Sophie.
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do,” Brody growls.
Heat floods my chest and cheeks. I hear the snap of a lid being opened. A lid like the one on a bottle of lube. But when I try to turn my head to find him, Brody snakes his fingers into my hair and turns my head forward and down.
“Ah, ah, ah,” he chides. “Just keep fucking our girl. Make her moan for us.”
“Miles,” Sophie pants beneath me. Her hand finds the spot where we’re joined and I watch as she plays with her clit, moaning my name again.
I try to concentrate on Sophie, on moving my hips. I lose the ability to function when Brody’s slick fingers find my asshole, rubbing before he slips one inside. I groan, but he just laughs and leans to put his lips to my ear.
“Do you want this?” He’s asking for consent, I know that’s the point, but my god if it’s not fucking hot.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Fuck yes.”
“Want what?” asks Sophie, but she’s only half focused on the question.
She clenches around me and I know she did it on purpose, trying to draw my attention to her. That grin on her face tells me everything. I need Brody to hurry up or else she’s going to make me come before he makes it inside me.
Brody’s cock presses against my asshole and I lean further down over Sophie to give him better access, halting my movements. He grabs my hip and pushes, stretching, until the head of his cock slips inside me. A curse tumbles from my lips and my hips buck, but Brody continues to push.
“Why did you stop?” Sophie whines, her eyes flutter open. She tries to take in the scene above her, but I’m not sure what she can see from her angle. Brody’s lips are by my ear.
“I’m fucking Miles while he fucks you, sweetheart. Filling his ass,” he spanks one cheek, “while he fills your sweet cunt.” He spanks the other cheek.
For a man who hadn’t been with anyone two months ago, he’s fucking amazing at dirty talk.
“Finally,” Sophie laughs as if she’s known all along that this is where we were headed.
“Aren’t you going to thank me?” Brody asks, wrapping one hand, still slick with lube, around my throat while the other grips my hip.
“Thank you,” I moan.
He’s fully inside me now and I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to contain myself with him in my ass while my cock is inside Sophie. This is a first for me, which is rare in my line of work. It’s overwhelming.
“Good boy. Now, move.” He pulls out just a little and I follow him so I can start a rhythm, fucking the woman beneath me while I fuck my ass on Brody’s dick. The moans escaping the three of us mix together to form a devilish symphony and Sophie is the first to erupt.
“That’s it, honey,” I urge with a grunt while Brody showers her with praise of his own.
“Such a good girl, coming all over his dick.”
She cries out as her walls contract around me, nails digging into my shoulder. That, combined with Brody’s pressure inside me, sends me over the edge. Not wanting to end her orgasm too soon, I keep thrusting, filling her while I moan her name and Brody’s along with a few curses.
It seems that’s enough to finish Brody as well. He pulls out while I’m still twitching inside Sophie and I feel his warm cum cover my back .
Panting, I pull away from Sophie’s warmth. With it, comes a white flood and I’m tempted to clean her up like I did that first time the three of us were together. But I can barely hold myself up, so instead, I fall to one side. Brody does the same on the other, sandwiching Sophie between us .
Too exhausted to move, we lay still for a while, enjoying just being there together.
I’ve never been happier in my life.