“That’s it,” I said. “Is her tight little pussy clenching on your fingers?”
Madison’s gaze snapped to mine. “Yes.”
“She’s almost there.”
Maybe Abbie felt like she had to confirm it. Her words were as needy as her whimpers and moans. “I’m so close.”
That helped Madison find another gear. She moved her fingers so hard and fast, I saw the flex of her bicep. The force of her thrusts made Abbie’s hips shake. I leaned over her, swiping my tongue over her nipple, hoping to do whatever I could to push her over the edge, because I wasn’t sure how long Madison could maintain such a demanding tempo.
Abbie’s breathing grew more ragged until she let out a moan so loud, it stunned me for a single heartbeat. The muscles in the leg draped over me went tight, her toes pointed, and a shudder violently wracked her body.
“I’m coming,” she groaned.
Madison and I both slowed, watching the pleasure roll through her.
The orgasm was short, but it sounded fucking intense, and as it subsided, Abbie’s body went slack. My focus should have been on her, but I couldn’t stop my eyes from turning Madison’s direction. What did she think about this? It was the first time she’d brought another woman to orgasm. If she was anything like me, she should be fucking thrilled.
Wait, no. I didn’t want her to be anything like me.
Her expression was—I don’t know—fucking wonderment? She looked both proud and amazed, and whatever had been holding me back from taking what I wanted . . . fractured.
I leaned forward and trapped her face in my hands. Her eyes went impossibly wide as it became clear I was going to try to kiss her. If I wasn’t a fucking moron, I would have realized she was frozen in panic, but I moved too quickly for it to register.
Just as my lips brushed hers in something too short to be called a kiss, she jerked out of my hold, backing away so abruptly she splashed in the water pooling around the drain.
“What the hell?” Nina’s voice was full of irritation, and I was positive she was talking to me. Madison had set the boundary during our last scene, and it was on me for not asking if it was still in effect.
“I had the same rule as Madison,” Scott’s voice filled our earpieces, “when I first started out, and I stopped working with people who didn’t respect it. You get it, Colin?”
“Sorry,” I said genuinely to both the couple in my ear and the girl glaring up at me.
Abbie straightened and turned on the bench, nuzzling her lips into the crook of my neck. “Poor thing,” she cooed in a patronizing tone. “Your stepsister doesn’t want to kiss you.” Her hand returned to my dick, squeezing just hard enough to make everything in me tighten with pleasure. “But I bet she wants to suck this cock.”
I had to hand it to her.
Abbie knew exactly what to do to make sure our scene stayed on the rails. Her hand moved up and down in rhythmic strokes, and I pulsed under her grip.
As she pumped her fist, Abbie’s focus swung to Madison. “Don’t you?” she asked, although it sounded rhetorical. “Look at how hard and big he is. Don’t you want to wrap your lips around this?”
I held my breath as Madison studied me critically. She was thinking about whether she could trust me, and I was pissed at myself for fucking that up. Of course, that self-directed anger died when she rose onto her knees, pinned her determined gaze on Abbie, and leaned in to steal a kiss from the other girl.
Watching their mouths move together and the sliver of tongue Madison delivered felt vindictive. She was flaunting what I couldn’t have.
The thought made me burn hot.
I waited impatiently for them to finish, but as soon as it was over, it was like a switch had been flipped in her. She latched a hand around my dick, pushing Abbie’s out of her way, and sank her mouth down around me. It happened so fast, air cut off in my lungs.
The heat of her mouth was scorching.
And awesome.
I sank back in my seat, letting my shoulder blades rest against the cold tile while her tongue cartwheeled over the head of my dick. Pleasure swam through my body, blurring my vision. Everything was fuzzy, and just as soft as her amazing tongue.
Abbie pressed her lips to mine, and I dug a hand in the hair at the back of her head to hold her at the angle I wanted to kiss her. It was weird, and new, to have my mouth on one girl while another had hers on my dick, but my stupid mind wouldn’t be quiet.
All I could think about was how unfair Madison’s no kissing rule was. She had no problem kissing Abbie, and no issue with where my dick was right now.