“Grab a leg and get her nice and open for me,” Kemp told him, his voice the deepest I’d ever heard it. He barely lifted his mouth from her pussy. “Baby girl’s been so good, saving her pleasure all day just for us.”
“Gladly.” Poe went over to the bed, dropped the box of condoms and put a hand on one of her bare knees and pushed it wide and toward her chest. Parker fell back onto the soft bed and I could see so much more. Glimpses of the pinkest pussy, so wet Kemp had a lot of work to do to clean her up.
My balls drew up and I could feel the orgasm building at the base of my spine. Just from watching. Again.
“Is Kemp giving you what you need?” Poe asked, looking down at our girl.
“Yes!” she cried, writhing as much as she could with them holding her so securely.
“Gus, get over here and hold her other knee,” Kemp ordered.
While I didn’t want to let go of my dick, I did want to watch as Parker came, up close. Pushing out of the chair, I joined them, taking her other knee and opening her up. I left my pants open; there was no way my dick was fitting back in until I came a few times. She was so wide Poe and I could watch as Kemp ate her out. He lifted his head for a second, let us get a look at her.
Before I took in her open pussy, I leaned down, kissed her. Met her dark eyes. “Hey, Pixie. Time to come.”
She nodded, licked her lips. She was right there, so close and it hadn’t even been much more than a minute. She’d been primed all day. The taste of her lips, the hot scent of her arousal had me groaning. I moved so I could look at her.
“Oh fuck, such a pretty pussy.” And it was. All pink and open, her lower lips parted so we could see everything. Her opening clenched, as if it were trying to find a dick to pull inside. And she was dripping wet, even after Kemp made some effort to lick it all up. Her thighs were glistening and so was Kemp’s mouth. Even the little pink asshole, all coated in her juices, winked at us.
“And sweet. I was right, she’s sweeter than honey,” Kemp told us.
I had no idea how she had the brain function to reach out and grab my dick, but she did. Her little fist gripped it, stroked it once and that was all it took. I came, my hips thrusting toward her. Cum shot from me like a fountain, thick spurts of it landing on her inner thighs, sliding down toward her pussy. Fortunately, Kemp had lifted his head. White hot pleasure sizzled my brain, made my muscles tense, then weak. I groaned through the blinding pleasure. And all she’d done was touch me. I was no better than when I was eighteen.
When I could open my eyes, I looked down at her. She had a satisfied smile on her face, even though she was the one who’d not yet come.
“Oh, you think you’re in charge?” I asked, trying to catch my breath.
“You came, didn’t you?” she countered.
Poe’s hand came down on her ass with a light crack. She startled, but couldn’t move much. No, we had her held down. Opened wide.
He tsked her. “Sweetheart, sass gets you spanked.”
My dick was still hard; it wasn’t going down anytime soon, especially seeing Poe’s handprint blooming on her pale skin. But thank fuck, my mind wasn’t clouded by the driving need to come. Now I could focus on her. We had all night and with three men, she was going to leave for work in the morning well-satisfied. I doubted she’d be able to walk right.
“Kemp, our girl’s too in her head,” Poe said.
“You’re right,” Kemp replied. He looked up at Parker from between her thighs. “Gus and Poe are holding you down, baby girl. This pussy’s ours. Maybe I should tease this hard little clit for a while.”
He leaned down, flicked the hard pearl with the tip of his tongue. She thrashed her head back and forth.
“No, I’m sorry. I’ll be good.”
I couldn’t help but grin at the desperate pout to her voice.
“There’s nothing you can do but come,” he told her.
She moaned, let her head fall back as Kemp got busy.
She wanted us to take control. Oh, we would.
8
PARKER
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Oh. My. God. Kemp had a wicked, ruthless tongue. It wasn’t easy sometimes to let go enough for a guy to make me come. My mind would be too distracted. Something. Too many possibilities. But now, Poe and Gus held me down, my legs spread so wide I couldn’t hide. I couldn’t do anything but feel Kemp’s mouth and finger as he worked me.