“Fucking hell, I can feel that all the way in my cock,” I groaned. “Put your mouth to better use, sweetheart. Suck me off.”
She bent down, wrapping her lips around me, but the change in her position must have adjusted the plug because she let out a deep moan, and the vibration sent tingles racing through me.
I fisted her hair, pulling the dark curtain out of her face so I could watch her cheeks hollow out. “Fuck, yes. Just like that. You know what I like.”
The slight scrape of her teeth over my crown had me bucking up, searching for more.
“Our girl sucks cock like a champ. Look at how deep she’s taking you. Fuck.”
From the rhythmic motion of his arm, he was wanking himself off rather than pleasuring her, and that just wouldn’t do.
“Christ, Kingston, give our girl what she wants. Fuck her so she can come. I’m not going to last, and I’ll be damned if I come before she does.”
Sunday’s gaze found mine, and I shuddered with pleasure as she took as much of me as she could.
At the same time, Kingston slid in hard and deep, jostling her and sending me sliding down her throat, all the way to the root. She swallowed instinctively, and I damn near went cross-eyed at the sensation. “Jesus wept, dove. Don’t do that, or I’m going to blow inside you right bloody now.”
She hummed, and I had to pull my hips back as my balls tightened and the orgasm I’d been fighting built at the base of my spine.
“Make her come, wolf.” If I’d been in my right mind, I would’ve berated myself for begging, but I needed this release more than anything.
Kingston’s hand slipped around her hip and between her legs as he started pumping into her faster. With each hard thrust, her tits grazed the tops of my thighs, the brush of her nipples over my skin featherlight and sending tingles racing through me.
“She’s gripping my cock like a fucking vise. Are you ready to come all over my dick, Sunshine?”
In response, she drove her hips back until she let out a strangled groan. Then, with one hand, she cupped my balls and squeezed as she sucked me hard and deep.
I could tell she wanted me to come with her, but I didn’t want her mouth. Gently, I pushed her off me and up into Kingston’s arms. Once again the shift in position must have felt amazing because her eyes rolled back and she moaned.
Kingston wrapped one hand around her throat as he continued to work the other between her legs. From this vantage point, I could see the glistening arousal dripping down her thighs and Kingston’s cock driving up inside her. The barbells of his piercings glinted in the light as he moved. She must like that. She seemed to.
Fuck, I was going to lose it without any more stimulation if I kept watching them. I reached down and squeezed the base of my cock to fend off the climax racing to the finish.
Kingston brought his lips to her ear and whispered, “Come for me, baby.” It wasn’t a command, but a plea. “Oh, God... please.”
Sunday’s eyes caught mine as she came with a loud cry. Kingston fell apart right behind her.
“Fuck,” he shouted, pumping into her three more times before going still aside from a few involuntary twitches as he held her in his arms.
I gave them two seconds at most before I was pulling her on top of me. I needed to be inside her. I didn’t care about anything else. “Bring me off inside you,” I growled.
Breathing heavily as she was still coming down from her high, she nodded and sank down on my rock-hard length. I could feel Kingston’s cum coating my shaft, easing my passage, opening her to me.
She rocked her hips, once, twice, a third time, and when she whispered, “Come for me, Noah,” in that husky voice of hers, I did. I came with the force of a freight train, my fingers digging into her hips as I held her in place.
“Fuck, that’s hot.”
My eyes flew open, finding Kingston standing behind Sunday, watching us. Our eyes locked, and there was a spark of appreciation for what we’d done for her. He grinned at me.
“Our cum is leaking out of her. Looks fucking amazing. Too bad you can’t see it.”
“I can feel it. That’s even better.”
Interest flickered in his gaze. “Next time, we swap. You blow first.”
She sighed happily and leaned forward until she rested on my chest. “Stop plotting and start snuggling.”
“Let’s clean you up first,” Kingston said.