expressions were anything to go by.
Guided by Blake’s grip on Angus’s cock, Lily held his cock firmly in her hand. Slowly, she pumped him, up and down, up and down, then traced the pad of her thumb over the tiny slit on the tip of his penis and had to bite back a moan when drops of precome spilled onto her skin.
Blake swore softly against Angus’s lips.
And then another hand was on her pussy.
Blake’s.
His deft fingers took the place of Angus’s thumb to play with her clit, rubbing tiny circles around it before treating it to long, tempestuous strokes.
“There you go, Duchess.” Angus’s dark gaze was pinned between her legs. “My finger and Blake’s.” He drew in a shuddering breath. “That what you wanted?”
She nodded. “That—and so much more.”
“I want more too.” This from Blake, who, without releasing Angus’s shaft, dropped to his knees before her. She instantly missed the heat and length of his erection in her palm. “Keep touching her. Don’t stop.” And then he replaced his hand with his tongue, and as Angus finger-fucked her, Blake licked her clit.
Angus upped the ante, kissing her lips while the two men rained down a deluge of pleasure on her pussy until Lily thought she might lose her mind—and her control.
God, she wanted to come. Needed to come, so bad.
But if she did, it would be game over. She wouldn’t have the energy or the breath to start again. Wouldn’t have the stamina to keep up with Angus and Blake, and God help her, she wanted that stamina. Wanted this to go on forever.
“Stop,” she begged. “Please, I can’t… Won’t…” Tremors rocked her body. “Please.”
Angus stilled his hand, and Blake raised his head an inch. He raised it high enough that when Angus withdrew his finger, she could clearly see Blake wrapping his mouth around it, sucking it in deep.
As though they’d choreographed the move together, Angus rotated his hips to the side and Blake moved his mouth from Angus’s finger to his cock. He paused long enough to lick the drops off its tip and then slowly, inch by inch, he sucked it into his mouth.
Lily watched, her jaw slack, as Blake swallowed him down. And then she couldn’t watch anymore as Angus took her mouth in a greedy kiss. His labored breath told her Blake knew how to suck a man’s cock.
“Wait,” she gasped against Angus’s lips.
“For…what?” Angus looked at her through eyes as dark as a midnight sky.
“B-Blake promised to share.”
Blake muttered something unintelligible, but he grabbed her hand in his and tugged. Lily joined Blake on her knees before Angus. It took a good few seconds before Blake relinquished Angus’s cock, but when he did, he wrapped a hand around the base and offered it to Lily.
Lily had no idea how Blake had managed to fit the whole damn thing in his mouth. Up this close, it was enormous. And leaking copious amounts of precome. She stopped wondering and tasted him. Placed her lips over his tip and suckled.
Angus moaned.
She licked his tip clean, and when she came up for air, Blake kissed her, his tongue greedily attacking her mouth.
“Fucking delicious.” He licked his lips and guided her mouth back to Angus’s erection.
And this time she and Blake did share. While she feasted on his cock, Blake pushed Angus’s jeans all the way down his legs and licked his balls, tonguing one, then the other. Lily stopped what she was doing just to watch as Blake sucked first one, then both testicles in his mouth, and then they were kissing again, stroking their tongues together as they stroked Angus’s cock at the same time.
It was a firm hand tugging her hair that ended their game.
She looked up.
“We need a bed, we need protection and we need it now.” Angus’s voice was so gravelly she almost didn’t recognize it.
Blake stood. “I have everything we need in my room.”
“Then lead the way.” He yanked up his pants and scooped Lily up off the floor as though she weighed no more
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