Lure (A Hitman's Bait 1)

“I’m sure you’re going to teach me a lot more, Kit, but right now, there’s one thing I want to do. Pull your legs back.”

I swung my arms under my thighs and pulled my knees up to my chest. Sully went down on his knees at the foot of the bed and pulled my hips closer to the edge. I turned my head to watch Lance’s reaction as Sully’s tongue lapped at my hole. He’d scooted his chair closer, his eyes feverish and wide as he stared at Sully, whose mouth closed over my hole, greedy and hot. I moaned, removed one hand from my knees, and widened my legs so I could grasp his head and tug him even closer.

“More,” I begged him. “Fuck me with your tongue, Sully.”

He pushed his tongue against the tight ring of muscles, and I relaxed to open up for him.

“Fuck.” I bit into my bottom lip and closed my eyes, savoring the thrust of his tongue inside me. Saliva hit my center, followed by a finger entering me. He kissed the inside of my thighs, bit me, and I gasped, my eyes flying open.

“Look at me.”

It wasn’t hard to do at all. The second our eyes met, I couldn’t tear my gaze away. Another finger made its way inside me, and Sully worked them in a clockwise movement.

“Harder. Better yet. You know what I want.”

“Tell me.”

“You…your cock inside me. You promised me, Sully.”

“I did, didn’t I?”

He rose to his knees, leaned forward, and planted his lips on mine. I licked into his mouth, and he sucked on my tongue, then pulled back.

“You call the shots, Lance,” he said to the other man.

“Me?” Lance said hoarsely.

Sully chuckled. “Yes, how do you want me to fuck him? On his hands and knees? Missionary? Tell me.”

“Umm, I…I…” Lance swallowed hard. The poor man was so aroused. His dick was eating through the fabric of his pants.

“Come on, Lance,” I said. “I’m dying over here to feel that cock in me. Don’t you want to watch him fuck me?”

“K-Kit on t-t-top. Facing me. I want to watch the way you slide in and out of him.”

Sully settled back against the bed. I grabbed the lube from the night table and squirted some into my hand, then massaged a generous amount down Sully’s cock. With the excess on my hand, I rubbed my fingers into my hole and straddled Sully in a reverse cowboy style. He grasped his cock by the base and held it steady for me.

“Are you ready, Lance?” I winded my hips slowly down, teasing my opening on the tip of Sully’s cock.

“Yes. Do it.”

He got up, came closer to the foot of the bed, and dropped down onto his knees as if in supplication and worship. I sank, my hole stretching around Sully’s cock, expanding until I was fully seated. Sully sucked in a deep breath and cursed too low for me to hear what he’d said.

“Get on with it, then.” He cupped my ass.

I braced my hands on the bed and rode Sully’s dick, my eyes on Lance as he watched us. My dick slapped against my stomach, and his eyes flickered to that point between my cheeks where Sully’s dick slipped in and out of me. I reached between my legs, grasped Sully’s cock, and pulled it out. I slapped it against my hole, smacksmack, and Lance’s eyes rolled back in his head.

“Tease.” Sully held my hips. “Put it back in where it belongs.”

I had him halfway inside when he punched up and filled me. I gasped and stroked my dick with furious movements.

“How-how does it feel?” Lance asked with a shaky breath. His arm jerked fast.

“Tell him, Sully,” I moaned. “Tell him how it feels to be inside me.”

“So fucking hot,” he grunted. “I want to fuck him into forever.”

And he damned nearly did as his hips sped up, over and over, my ass slapping into his pelvis. I squeezed my dick and met his upward thrusts by pushing down my hips. His rhythm picked up even more until I had to release my cock and clutch the bed to maintain my balance.