For a few seconds, Madeline looked uncomfortable at Tony’s caress. But then something seemed to occur to her and her disdainful look returned. Damn her.
He was going to have to punish her again for punishing him.
“What were you saying about me?” she asked Tony, her tone gentle but her expression haughty as she stared at Walker.
Tony smiled as he began to rub her ass. He took a step toward her. His hips thrust forward slightly when he paused, as though he were putting the bulge growing behind his trunks on display.
“I was just about to tell Walker that I want him to assure me you will always be taken care of,” Tony said gruffly. “I trust him to do it.”
Madeline’s eyes flashed over to Walker. He could tell by her distressed expression that she wondered if Walker had already told Tony that he was soon to be arrested. He hadn’t, but Tony knew. Somehow.
He watched, a strange brew of emotions building in his gut, as Tony pulled Madeline’s naked body against him. He buried his face in the juncture of her neck and shoulder as he kneaded both of her buttocks in his hands. Madeline still stared directly at Walker, but her expression had shifted. He still saw defiance in her beautiful eyes, but he saw tears of compassion, as well, for her old friend.
For their old friend.
When Tony’s body shuddered with emotion, Walker stood. Madeline gave him a fiery glance as he approached before she stepped back and reached for the waistband on Tony’s trunks.
“Madeline,” he said warningly.
“Just one last time,” Tony said brokenly. Walker met his gaze and knew for a fact Tony had somehow gleaned what he and his team had done. He might have suspected last night, but this morning, he’d somehow traced their actions. He knew for certain he’d been caught at his foolish game.
Madeline stared at Walker, frozen in the action of pulling down Tony’s trunks. “The only time,” Walker said softly.
Nobody disagreed.
Walker stepped forward. He hooked his fingers in the back of Tony’s trunks, and both he and Madeline lowered them. Tony’s erection sprung out of the mesh lining.
With a mixture of regret and intense arousal, Walker walked behind Madeline and placed his hands on her shoulders. He pushed down and she went to her knees before Tony. Walker gently gathered the long tendrils of her damp hair and held the thick strands at her nape.
“Only use your mouth,” he ordered tensely as Tony grasped his cock and brought it toward Madeline’s parted lips. “I don’t want to see you two touching each other.”
“I know she’s yours, Walker. I think I’ve always known it. This is just good-bye,” Tony murmured. For a moment, the two men locked gazes as Madeline knelt between them. Walker gave a small nod.
He watched as Tony arrowed his cock between Madeline’s lips.
It was torture. It was delicious. Walker couldn’t decide what it was, precisely, as he watched from above while Madeline wetted Tony with her tongue and then slowly began to work him into her mouth. Since Walker held her head captive with his hand, Tony had to thrust to get friction. He seemed to have taken what Walker said about not wanting to see them touch to heart, because he stood with his legs slightly spread, his knees bent to accommodate Madeline’s position and his hands on his tensed thighs. Walker’s own cock grew achy and ponderous as he watched Tony begin to facefuck Madeline with the first five or so inches of his penis.
Tony grunted in pleasure. Walker could see Madeline’s hollowedout cheeks and could just imagine her supreme suck, how good it felt thrusting into that wet, tight vacuum. Tony wasn’t as long or thick as Walker was. It angered him to realize Tony could probably achieve full oral penetration with her.
But for some reason, he hungered to see it, as well.
“I wa
nt to see you suck all of him, Madeline,” he commanded harshly. He blinked a drop of sweat out of his eye, a little shocked at hearing himself speak.
He felt Madeline struggle in the hold he kept on her hair and allowed her to tilt her head in order to accommodate Tony in her throat. Madeline jerked when he breached her and Tony groaned gutturally. Walker pulled back on her head and Tony’s tumescent penis slid out of her mouth, the bright sunlight making it glisten. After two more passes like this, with Walker guiding the movements of her head, her lips kissed Tony’s balls.
Tony moaned roughly as she kept him completely submerged for several electric seconds. He saw her nostrils flare and knew she was getting air.
Walker didn’t know if she’d had enough, but he was on the edge of stopping this. He pulled back on her head and watched Tony’s cock slide out of her until she just held the head in the tight clamp of her lips. Tony was so swollen with blood, Walker had no doubt he’d come soon.
Conflict warred inside of him. He wanted to give Tony this gift before he was arrested, but it was torture as well. He was angry at Madeline for purposefully instigating this whole thing with her nude swimming and allowing Tony to touch her in front of him.
He loved her like crazy, but he wanted to punish her for her stubbornness . . . her infernal haughtiness.
He damn well wanted her to suck his cock just as skillfully as she was doing to Tony’s right now.
His emotions frothed and bubbled at the surface of his consciousness as he pushed her head back and forth on Tony’s cock in rapid, swift strokes. Tony’s eyes were closed, his hands on his thighs, moaning in a state of total rapture at being pleasured by Madeline.