He rewarded me with his tongue licking across my clit, going down to my entrance, circling, and then he pushed inside. It felt so good, but I wanted his cock more than anything.

Then, as if the thought of his cock inspired me, I put my hand on his head, trying to gain his attention. Now with his tongue working my nub, the pleasure rushing through my body, it was hard to make sense of anything.

Fortunately, he stopped. “What’s the matter?” he asked. “Don’t you like it?”

“I love it. I really love it,” I said. Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip, I smiled. “But I really want to suck your cock, Mateo.”

His nostrils flared.

I made to move, but he put a hand on my body. “You don’t have to move. Lie down.”

I lay down on the bed and Mateo moved so his body was over mine.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked.

“Yes.” His cock looked so pretty. Long, thick, the vein popping out of the side. The tip already slick with pre-cum, and I wanted to taste him.

I wrapped my fingers around his length. “Don’t you want me to?” I asked. I was going for coy, and as he lowered his body close to mine, I took his cock into my mouth, finally tasting him for the first time.

He was a mixture of salty and sweet.

I moaned around his length, and I got a guttural growl back in return.

His hands cupped my ass, sliding between me and the bed, and then his mouth went back to work on my pussy, licking and sucking at my flesh as I played with his cock.

Mateo didn’t lie still. He rocked his hips back and forth, going in and out, sliding deep, then pulling back, and going deeper still.

I loved the feel of him filling my mouth. How hard he felt, the depth he could go to. I also knew he explored what I could and couldn’t do. The way he hit the back of my throat only to pull back immediately, almost afraid of what I was going to say or do.

To answer him, I lifted my face, taking him in my mouth. Letting him know he didn’t have to be gentle with me. He could take what he wanted and not be afraid of it.

He did and started to rock deeper. Each time he hit my throat, I moaned. Sometimes he made me gag on it, and that felt so good.

The feel of his tongue between my thighs was heaven, and my orgasm built. Mateo had started to use his fingers, pushing in and out, working my cunt and drawing my pleasure closer.

When I came, I couldn’t resist. I jerked up, taking his cock deep into my mouth, almost choking myself on it, and I loved it.

Mateo stroked my clit with his fingers as my orgasm set his off, and he let out a loud growl as he came.

His cum filled my mouth and I had no choice but to swallow it down. This seemed to go on and on, and I milked his cock until he couldn’t take anymore.

I loved the pleasure I gave him, and wanted to keep on doing it, again, and again, never stopping. Always giving him more.

His weight fell on me, and then seconds later, it was gone. He moved so that his face was close to mine, and he kissed me. I tasted my pussy on his mouth.

“Do you have any idea what you fucking do to me?” he asked.

“I’m guessing I make you feel really good,” I said.

He chuckled. “Yeah, you do. Really, really, fucking good.”

He pressed his lips against mine, and at that moment, there was no way this wasn’t anything but perfect.

****

Gideon

Sitting on the stairs, I waited for William to wake up.

Dante had already filled me in on the details. Sian was taken care of with Mateo, which left me to clean up this mess with William.

At some point throughout the night, he must have vomited. There was a nice, big pile of it on the floor, which was just fucking disgusting. I thought we were over this point with William. His need to get overly drunk to cope.

I didn’t have to make too many random guesses as to the cause. Sian leaving us. It had to be that. William didn’t cave to alcohol during stress. His usual tell was pain. The kind he didn’t feel he had a right to vocalize, like now.

With my coffee in my hand, I waited. This was not the first time I’d done this.

He rolled over with a groan and yeah, I was going to be sick as he went straight into the pile of vomit. I believed karma was a real bitch right about now.

“What the fuck happened?” he asked with a groan.

“You tell me.”

William’s head jerked up and he looked at me. “Where’s Sian?”

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