The Chase

Holy fuck. She was light, tart, creamy. But he couldn’t hold back a long groan when her flavor saturated his taste buds and her writhing desperation hit his brain.

He kissed all around her pussy, basking in the way her body tensed, her clit twitched, and she held her breath.

“Beck…”

“She’s about to lose it,” Seth pointed out. “I want one more taste.”

Licking his lips, Beck shimmied up to nestle against her side, his face close to the hard berry nipples that called his name.

While Seth parted her with his thumbs and laved her clit, eliciting something between a yelp and a moan, he rose over her and nipped at her tip.

So she didn’t mind a little edge…

“Fuck, she just pulsed around my fingers. Do that again,” Seth told him.

“I can’t take it!” She mewled. “Please…”

Beck sent the PI an evil grin. “With pleasure.”

When Seth went in again, Beck pulled the same maneuver with her nipple, grasping with his teeth and giving it a tug before sucking it into his mouth.

Seth lifted his glistening lips. “She’s hanging on by a thread now.”

“I need another nibble.”

Nodding, Seth eased off the bed. Beck barely paid attention, devoting all his focus to the sweet, puffy cunt in front of him.

“Beck,” Heavenly pleaded as she grabbed wildly at him. “Beck…please. I’m desperate.”

He wasn’t inclined to show mercy—or give her any reason to start thinking again—but he glanced up at Seth for confirmation. The big PI, tearing through the pockets of his pants, just shook his head.

Beck smiled, then turned back to her, exhaling long and hot over her flesh. Her clit looked so aroused he swore he could see it throbbing.

“Perfect.” Seth rifled through his wallet.

Beck rolled his eyes. “Dude, there’s a box of condoms in my bag.”

The PI dropped his belongings, looking visibly relieved. “Thank fuck. Ready for one?”

“Yeah, I’ll be finished here…eventually.”

As Seth yanked the bag’s zipper and tore into the cardboard, Heavenly twisted and struggled, legs and eyes both wide and supplicating. “Beck, please… I’m begging.”

He gave her his most reassuring smile. “Oh, I know. And don’t you worry, I promise I’ll put my mouth on your pussy again, little girl.” When she smiled at him like he was her hero and savior all rolled into one, he thumbed her clit with a barely there stroke. “But we’re not letting you come yet. That’s a long way off.”

Heavenly whimpered in protest and tried to close her legs, but he was braced, hands outstretched to keep her open. Then he dropped his head and tongued his way through her soft, slick flesh to his heart’s content, reveling in every gasp, wriggle, moan, and entreaty. Above him, Seth stood, fingering his way up her abdomen, plucking at her nipples, and dragging his thumb across the pad of her lower lip.

“She’s so ready to be fucked,” the PI remarked. “You want our cocks filling and stretching you?”

“Yes.” She gave them a furious bob of her head. “Yes! I need it…”

Seth ripped into his condom and rolled it down his length.

Reluctantly, Beck trailed his tongue through her sugary cunt one last time, flicking her pouting clit until he wrung an agonized, back-bowing groan from her. Then, with a smack of his lips, he backed away.

Heavenly lurched up. “Don’t leave me like this. I’m aching…”

Seth handed him a condom and shouldered past him, taking the heat from their girl so he could glove up. “You’ve barely started aching, angel. And let me give you a tip: the more you protest, the longer we make you wait.”