Knockout (Tapped Out 4)

“Babe, stop.”

I was going to jerk off in my fist as I watched them fuck. Like a perv. Like a kid on the sidelines who desperately wanted to play but didn’t know if I’d still be the same afterward.

I would never be the same after being in her mouth, never mind inside her.

She didn’t appear to hear me. Instead, she moved faster and tried to take more of me, wetting me even further. I groaned and futilely tried to pull on her hair. She just wasn’t getting the message. She only moaned and sucked harder.

Christ, did she want me to come in her mouth?

“Don’t stop.” My head came up and JC’s eyes glittered while he pounded into the girl I loved. Her back arched, her butt rising as he hammered into her, not holding back anything. “She wants you to.”

She nodded, confirming his words. And fuck, I couldn’t have pulled back then if I tried. Her cheek bulged with the head of my dick as she tried every trick to get me off.

She didn’t need them.

I tugged on her hair again, yanking her back as my balls clenched. Her lips clamped down on me, sealing me in her heat, and then I was coming, my dick jerking helplessly into her mouth, strings of my release escaping onto her waiting breasts. She couldn’t swallow enough. I was flooding her lips and chin.

Goddamn, the sight of her tits heaving, painted white with me—

“Jesus, I’m fucking coming.” JC’s broad hand slid up her spine and he gripped the back of her neck, holding her in place on my still quaking dick while he plunged again and again.

The instant he stilled, Lily moaned around my shaft, triggering more of my spasms. His long groan as he drained himself while inside her snug pussy had my pelvis pumping again, forcing her to take those last few drops that just kept on flowing.

Caught between us, she whimpered and bucked, her escalating cries proving that we weren’t reaching orgasm alone. She was right there too, her nails scraping the base of my length as she held onto it and poured every bit of her aggression into sucking my now spent cock.

But frigging hell, seeing her mouth used from me and wet with my release had my sac pulling up all over again. And feeling the back of her throat open up and her start to gag a little as she went over the edge, her blind eyes meeting mine, had me letting out a shout even more intense than the one I’d let loose when I’d climaxed.

“Goddamn.” JC slumped over her back. “Goddamn.”

Lily collapsed between us, her eyes sliding closed, and gently, I eased free of her mouth. She said something like “uh uh”, but I didn’t let her stop me.

JC lifted his head. “Fuck, man, you’re getting hard again?”

There was no missing the wonder in his voice—or the gleam in his eyes.

I turned away and tucked my semi-stiff dick back in my boxers. I’d be pounding that one out alone, probably to the memories of tonight.

Hell, who was I kidding? There was no probably. I’d be jerking off to this for the rest of my days.

I jerked up the zipper and flipped the button, then walked into the kitchen and braced my palms on the sin

k. My hands were shaking. Not visibly, but the tremor was there nonetheless.

What had we just done? What had I just done?

Worse, I’d liked it. I’d never come so hard before than when Lily had been blowing me, and I’d watched her come undone around JC’s thrusting cock.

And JC…freaking hot-as-hell JC with his monster dick and cocky smiles. He was going to kill me. Just lay me out dead if I didn’t get a taste of him.

What would she think if she knew I wanted him too?

I couldn’t handle all the questions right now, because I sure as hell couldn’t stomach the answers. So I grabbed a couple of paper towels and wet them with warm water from the sink before walking back into the living room.

They hadn’t moved. Lily was still kind of draped over the wide arm of the sofa and JC had collapsed on top of her. As I neared them, I heard their murmured voices and laughter. JC’s fingers were strumming up and down her outer thigh, casually soothing.

They might’ve had sex, but it wasn’t purely fucking. They were tight, a unit in a way I’d never be with them. I had my own sort of unit with Lily. It just wasn’t the same as what they shared.

I wanted in, so bad. I’d never wanted anything more than to be tangled up with them on that couch, feeling their skin cooling against mine. Their heartbeats falling into the same beat.