Instead, she got up and walked right past me to Gideon, her luscious hips swaying from side to side. Gideon’s gaze stayed locked with hers the entire time, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat and desire hazing his eyes. He set the tablet down on top of the dresser.
Mercy trailed her fingers down Gideon’s chest and glanced over her shoulder at me. I got the impression she was actually enjoying having an audience. Once her fingers reached his pants, she slid down the zipper as she kneeled in front of him. Gideon sucked in a breath, transfixed.
When she delved into his boxers, his cock sprang free, already erect. As Mercy stroked her fingers over it, I focused on my best friend’s face. His expression had gone slack, nothing but pleasure written there now. She had him in the palm of her hand, quite literally.
Then she leaned in and wrapped her mouth around his cock.
Gideon’s head fell back. He tried to balance himself by putting a hand on Mercy’s shoulder as she bobbed up and down over him. She cupped his balls, and he let out a noise from the back of his throat, his eyes rolling back.
Holy shit. I’d thought it would be difficult to watch this, but somehow it was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen: my tightly-laced best friend unraveled by the bold, confident woman we both wanted. My own cock had begun to throb. I rested my hand over the crotch of my jeans, rubbing it lightly to release a little pressure.
Gideon’s hands splayed in Mercy’s hair, guiding her motions as he fucked her mouth with his dick. His motions were growing erratic. Mercy hummed so eagerly my cock got even harder.
Fuck it. I unzipped my jeans and released my rigid erection. Precum was oozing out of its tip. I smeared it down the length, imagining Mercy taking my cock instead of my best-friend’s. But did I even want that? The sight of them going at it hot and heavy set off a fire in me I’d never expected.
My movements didn’t go unnoticed. Mercy glanced up, swiveling her tongue around Gideon’s dick as she pulled back, the act and the mumbled curse he let out electrifying me even more. She took in my stance with a slow grin and curled her fingers to beckon me over.
Hell, yes. Without a second thought, I walked up to her, feeling as if I were in a trance. This woman could work some kind of magic, that was for sure.
She stroked her hand up and down my cock, slicking more of the pre-cum around and then sucking the head between her lips.
I’d forgotten just how good the wet heat of her mouth could feel, the jolts of pleasure when she worked her tongue over my Prince Albert piercing. A strangled noise escaped me. My balls clenched with the need to unload.
With a hungry but sly glint in her eyes, Mercy eased back, keeping one hand running up and down my length, and downed Gideon’s cock again. She looked like she was having the time of her fucking life.
Something about her taking charge of the situation that I’d begun made it even more erotic. She squeezed my balls, making me growl, and then turned from Gideon to me again, teasing him with her fingers this time. Her tongue circled my piercing and tugged on one of the metal balls. Then she took me all the way down so avidly I almost lost it right there. I clutched at her, pushing my hips toward her so that I could fuck her face faster.
Her tongue slid all the way down to the base of my cock as she kept pumping away at Gideon’s with her hand. She drew back, the shaft springing out with an audible pop, and switched between us. Back and forth she went, bringing me right to the brink of release and then stretching out the moment a little longer.
Finally, Gideon’s hips started to jerk, his breath stuttering. Mercy didn’t torment him any longer. She sucked him down hard, and he exhaled raggedly as he came. He slumped back against the wall next to the door with a nearly delirious smile.
Mercy swallowed and was on me a second later, bringing all her tricks to bear. She sucked and lapped her tongue over me and teased the piercing with the edges of her teeth. After all that build-up, it took less than a minute before I careened right to the edge of that blissful precipice. With one more swirl of her tongue, I lost it, exploding into the heaven of her mouth.
“Damn, you’re incredible,” I said, dropping down on the edge of the bed.
A faint blush colored Mercy’s cheeks, but she smirked at me and grabbed her jeans. “I think I’ve made my repayment in full.”
“And then some.”
How had a woman this badass walked into my life out of nowhere and turned everything I’d wanted on its head? I’d never felt anywhere near this strongly about another girl, not even Laurel. Every cell in my body screamed to possess her, body and soul.
And maybe that wasn’t a good thing.
How could I possibly keep her when I knew that if Dad found out, I’d have signed her death warrant?