Nope, not the time for such thoughts. Instead of dwelling on that, I work harder at taking a little more of Jude’s cock. I don’t think I can take it all, but, damn, I want to try.
Jude’s hips start to move with me and when his eyes open, they’re hooded and full of emotion. It’s clear he doesn’t regret the other night; he thought it was hot. He wants more and not just for himself.
Can I do that? Can I give myself over to him; to them?
“Such a good girl,” Jude growls.
I suck him harder, feeling the way his cock swells in my mouth. I know he’s close. I reach up with my other hand and play with his balls, knowing it’ll drive him wild. He doesn’t disappoint.
All the pretense of him not wanting to hurt me flies out the window and he starts to fuck my face as tears start to fall down my cheeks. I don’t even care if I look like a mess. I’ll gladly be his mess.
I give his balls a squeeze and he grunts, “I’m gonna come and you’re going to swallow every drop because you’re such a good fuckin girl and you don’t want any to go to waste.”
I can’t respond to him, but I give his balls another squeeze before rolling them around in my hand, to tell him just how much I like the idea. He’s chanting my name like a fucking prayer. Just as I feel his cock twitch, the door to the supply closet opens. As much as I want to run away, deny what’s going on, it’s simply not possible.
My eyes slide to the side, expecting the horrified look from a student or, even worse, my boss, but instead I’m met with Killian. My pussy fucking gushes at the thought of him watching me swallow Jude’s cum.
I don’t have the time to think about it as Jude starts to come in my mouth. He pushes as deep as he can until he pulls back and leaves just the head inside my mouth. He pants, “Don’t swallow it. I want you to take it all and then open your pretty lips and show me.”
I follow his direction, letting his seed pool on my tongue. When he slides out of my mouth, he tucks his dick back into his pants and glances over at Killian. I open my mouth, letting them both see the bounty I have.
Before Jude can tell me to swallow it, Killian is on his knees in front of me and his hand wraps around the nape of my neck to hold me in place as his lips meet mine. Since I didn’t have enough time to close my mouth, he dives his tongue in immediately, no resistance to be found.
The knowledge that I’m sharing Jude’s cum with Killian almost has me spontaneously combusting. My moan is met with an answering one from Killian. We don’t stop kissing until we’ve shared every bit of Jude’s cum.
“That was hot as fuck,” Killian murmurs against my lips. He pulls back enough to look into my eyes and winks. “Thanks for sharing with me, little one.”
My senses start to filter back in, and I blurt, “Why are you here? You shouldn’t be here.”
Killian doesn’t let go of my neck, his eyes boring into mine, until I’ve calmed down. He switches his hold on me and grabs my shoulders, his voice pleading for me to hear him, “I missed you, Edison.”
I narrow my eyes at him, “That’s not a complete lie, but not the complete truth either.”
He sighs as if he’s releasing the weight of the world from his shoulders. “I’ve been keeping an eye on you,” he mumbles and strings the words together so quickly I almost miss him saying anything at all.
“Keeping an eye on me?” My voice starts to rise, “What the hell does that mean?”
Killian stands up and then hauls me up against his chest. “I’ve been watching over you for months.”
Months.Months.Months?!?
What the fuck? Who does he think he is?
When I stumble back a step, he grabs for me, but I push him away and breeze past Jude, flinging the door open and barely missing both men when I do.
I look back at them, “Stalking. You mean you’ve been stalking me.”
Killian’s face falls and Jude steps forward. I think he means his next words to be a defense, but they aren’t. Quite the opposite. “I was watching you for months too.”
I glare at Jude and then Killian before I turn on my heel and stomp away. I fucking knew I wasn’t losing it every time I felt like I was being watched. What the hell am I going to do now?
As much as my brain is screaming to run far and fast, I can’t bring myself to do it. Because them watching me made me feel safe and if I’m messed up because I feel that way, then I guess that’s just how it is.
I fight the smile trying to curl up on my lips when I realize the taste of Jude’s cum is still fresh on my tongue.
I just need a little time to think. It feels like every time I see one of them, recently, there’s a new revelation to wrap my mind around.
Even as I force myself to focus on work, I can’t help but wonder if next time Killian will be down on his knees right next to me, both of us working over Jude’s cock together.