Chloe takes the hint and unbuttons my pants next, letting them hook around my hips.
My dick is hard, straining against the Italian silk of my briefs and only inches from her face.
Chloe peeks over her shoulder once more, but Mac glares at her, shaking his head.
Take.
That’s what he’s telling her without words.
I drop to my knees and her eyes slide back to mine.
I reach forward, clamp her nipples between my knuckles and tug.
Her moan is instant, and Mac’s low growl follows, as I knew it would.
“You hear that?” I lean in a little, pinch harder, and her head falls back on his shoulder, but she keeps those eyes on me. “Reach around and feel him. Now.”
She does and her lip pulls between her teeth.
“Your man gets off knowing you’re feelin’ good,” I tell her. “Don’t hold back, don’t stop to think. Let him see, let him hear.” I drop my mouth, flicking her nipple with my tongue and her hips buck.
Mac’s hand instantly comes around to cup her pussy and he moans with her.
“Your pleasure will make him go mad, he’ll give it to you harder, and you’ll love every second of it.”
She nods, tilts her head and captures his lips, so I release her and stand.
Mac takes her hand off his dick and places it against mine, closing her fingers around me, and she whimpers, tearing her mouth from his with a harsh exhale.
I can see it in her dark eyes, they’ll be no more hesitation to come from her tonight.
Ready and willing, just how I like it.
“Go on, girl. Taste me.”
Her pupils grow larger as she scoots closer, using both hands to tug my boxers from my hips and leaving them to latch tight around my thighs.
My dick jolts as it meets the chilled air of the cabin, and she wastes no time wrapping her fingers around me.
She tests the feel, sliding me gingerly through her palm before giving a hard squeeze. “I knew you’d be big,” she admits, leaning in to flick her tongue across the tip, then blowing warm air over the wet spot.
Goosebumps break across my skin and she smirks.
Her shoulders lift and I cover her hand with mine, directing myself to her lips. “Open.”
“Say please,” she teases.
I groan, pushing against her lips and she chuckles only to gasp when Mac’s hand comes down on her ass in a gentle smack.
She pulls me in her mouth, sucking as I slide deeper, then adjusting her lips so they’re full and wide as she slides back.
My head falls back and I barely register the sound of Mac’s movements, but when Chloe’s lips begin to tremble around me, and her teeth lightly clamp around my dick, I force my head upright again.
Mac’s dropped to his back, slid beneath her, and has her pussy in his mouth.
Her legs spread farther out, now completely off the small couch cushion beneath her, Mac’s head having taken its place as she grinds into his face.
I can only see a sliver of her silky center, the blue string of her underwear covering what his mouth isn’t.