The Chase

A long groan cut off whatever she’d been about to say as Seth buried his face in her cunt and put that legendary tongue to work.

“Is he lapping up your pussy, little girl?”

She nodded as she made incoherent sounds, hips bucking.

“Use your words,” he insisted. “Where is his tongue?”

“Inside me,” she gasped. “Deep.”

“How does that feel?”

Heavenly gripped the sheets and let out a long, low wail the neighbors probably heard.

“Is it nice?” he taunted. “Or pleasant?”

She shook her head back and forth, her wide eyes glued to him. “Ahhmazing.”

Beck climbed on the bed and took her mouth, ravaging her with a deep kiss. Heavenly clung to him, nails biting into his shoulders as she wriggled and whimpered. Beck added to the torment of Seth’s expert tongue by clutching her breast in his hand and squeezing the sensitive tip between his thumb and finger. She cried into their kiss. Satisfaction ripped through him. He pinched harder and tugged, reveling in the way she stiffened and keened as she struggled to assimilate the sensations they heaped on her. A deep shade of rosy splashed across her chest and cheeks. Her back arched.

He’d never seen anything more beautiful. He also didn’t see shadows of sadness haunting her face right now.

Beck nodded down at Seth. “She’s close.”

The PI raised his head, licking his lips with a grin. “I know. But I like toying with her.”

She zipped her gaze down. “No. No. Please…”

“I want to watch.” Beck grabbed one of her thighs and dragged it up her body, splaying her wider so he had a perfect view of Seth devouring her with nothing less than pure gusto.

As the man’s tongue raked through her, Heavenly tensed, twisted, and beseeched them. So he backed off and kissed her thighs until she cooled down. Keening now, she clawed with desperate fingers and sent Beck a pleading stare.

“You want that orgasm?”

“Yes.” She bobbed her head furiously. “Oh, yes…”

“I’m not done with my dessert,” Seth growled before pouncing on her again.

“And I only got a nibble. I’m going to want to take my time and savor that.”

“No!” She thrashed. “I won’t last that long.”

“Oh, we’ll make sure you do,” Beck promised.

Tongue swirling around the hard, swollen bead, Seth lapped at her, then bent to gather all her juices against his tongue. “Fuck, she’s getting sweeter. Taste for yourself.”

When Beck nodded, Seth maneuvered up the side of her body, then swooped down to seize her mouth, letting her flavor flow between them.

Every time Beck thought the view couldn’t get any hotter, he found something new and scorching to appreciate.

Grinning, he wriggled between Heavenly’s thighs. Instantly, he knew Seth had been right. She even smelled sweeter.

All but drooling, he bent toward her when Seth stopped him.

“Hang on. You’ve got to get the best part.” The big guy reached down with one hand and spread her folds apart. “She’s usually so pink, but look how juicy and red she is.”

Dark and glistening and perfect.

Beck opened his mouth over her, situating her swollen folds along the length of his tongue. Then he pressed in, breached her seam, and drank deep, slowly working his way up to her engorged clit.