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“Nope. We never want you to feel like you have to watch what you say or keep anything from any of us. We realize we weren’t super close pals before now, but we’ll get our shit together fast, for your sake. For the good of the family unit.”

She slid her hand to his thigh and looked at him. “Even Stu and Tarin? They have a secret.”

“Yeah, I noticed that too. I guess they’ll tell us when they’re ready or resolve their differences and let it go.”

“Do you think they can?”

“I think they have to.”

She turned her attention back to his length. “I assume you’d like to be in my mouth.”

He cupped her chin and lifted her face. “Every man likes to have his cock buried in a woman’s mouth. Well, some prefer a man’s mouth, but same thing. But we will never expect that from you, honey. You do what feels natural. If you have the urge to suck, then you’ll always be welcome to do so, and even then, you figure out what feels most comfortable. Some people prefer to only suck the tip and use their hand to grip the base at the same time. Other people can take a cock deep into their throats. Again, it’s up to you.”

“Is that some sort of Wanderer rule? Thou shalt not request a blow job from anyone because you might cross a line with them?”

“Nope. It’s some kind of an I’m-not-an-asshole rule that men should live by instead of acting like fucking dicks.”

She nodded and turned her attention back to his erection. “I think I like the power exchange.”

He groaned. “Maybe don’t say that around Stu. I’ll happily service you any way you’d like, and so will Tarin, but Stu is pretty dominant in the bedroom.”

“I noticed that.” She grinned, a shiver of recollection running down her spine at the memory of the first time he kissed her against the wall. She couldn’t wait to experience that full side of Stu. Soon.

Right now she had a very willing and captive Kester on his back for her exploration, and she intended to take full advantage, so she dropped her head toward his thick length and drew him into her mouth, circling the tip with her tongue until he moaned.

Yeah, she was so going to enjoy this side of sex. Wetness leaked from her core and her nipples tightened at the sound of his deep, satisfied voice.

He lifted his hips, causing himself to lodge deeper in her mouth, so she lowered, sucking him in as far as she could without her gag reflex kicking in. She eased back off, hollowing out her cheeks, and then did it again.

Kester stroked her shoulder. “None of us is going to last long in your mouth, honey, but we’ll always try to warn you so you can pull off if you don’t want to swallow.”

She stroked his erection with her tongue. She kind of did want to swallow him. She wanted to know what it felt like, and she wanted to know how he would react. What would it taste like to swallow his come?

She doubled her efforts, easing her hand up and down the base of his shaft in sync with her mouth.

His grip on her tightened, and his respirations grew closer together until he finally arched, stiffening. “Ariel…” he warned.

She sucked him in deeper and held on tight, as prepared as she could be for his ejaculation to hit the back of her throat. It came in pulses and she swallowed each one as he trembled and moaned.

He was panting as his body relaxed, and she eased off his erection, noticing that it was still fully hard. “Am I ever going to see what you look like when you’re not aroused?” she asked, half to herself, as she continued to gently stroke his shaft.

He chuckled. “Very doubtful. It gets that way within seconds of you stepping into a room.”

She rolled her eyes. “Surely you’re exaggerating.”

“Nope.”

“Come on. I mean, I get hot and bothered when I’m with any of you too, but not that fast.”

“You’re a woman. Women usually need a bit more foreplay. I just need to see an inch of your skin and I go from zero to one hundred.”

She went somewhere above one hundred in the last five minutes herself, and now she lifted onto her knees and licked her lips. “Can you still… I mean after you just…”

He chuckled. God, she loved that sound. His hand came to her hip. “I can definitely still fuck you senseless, yes. Even better because I won’t be able to come again very soon, so it won’t end prematurely for you.” He reached out with his other hand. “Straddle me, honey.”

She bit her bottom lip as she awkwardly lifted one knee over his torso. The position caused her to feel wide open and exposed. Her center was very wet as she found herself pressed against his shaft.

He grabbed both hips. “That’s it. Rub your pussy along my cock.”


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