I reach for him and stop. He takes my hand, guiding it to his cock. It’s hot and feels like iron. Slowly, he shows me how to move my hand. I’m a quick learner, and soon have him groaning.
“Am I doing it wrong?”
“Fuck, no. It’s perfect, Goldie.”
Well, that’s all I need to hear. I stroke him until the tip of his cock glistens. When I rub my thumb over it, he shudders.
“Fuck. That feels so good.”
“What does it taste like?”
His heated gaze meets mine. “Only one way to find out.”
Lowering to my knees, I bite back a moan. He looks even bigger from this angle. Bracing my hands on his massive thighs, I lean in. His scent surrounds me and has me practically drooling as I part my lips, covering the tip of his cock. Salty flavor bursts across my tongue, making me moan. God, he tastes so good. I suck the tip until he’s the one groaning.
“Fuck. Why does that feel so fucking good?”
I glance up and find his head tilted back in rapture. Feeling more courageous, I open my mouth wider, taking more of him into my mouth. We both make sounds of pleasure as I find my pace.
“Fuck. I’m close, Goldie. I’m about to paint the back of your throat with my cum.”
I suck harder. Yes! This is what I want. His hips rock, pushing him further into my mouth. At the same time he fists my hair, holding me in place, and I freaking love it. He groans loudly before coming in my mouth. I swallow as much as I can, but some dribbles down my chin when I pull back.
Smiling, I ask, “Who’s next?”
10
Goldie
Oliver's and Atticus’ gazes are heated. I know that Oliver is going to be next, because of the gleam in Atticus’ eyes. Sure enough, Oliver steps forward.
“I’m so fucking excited about this.”
I scoot toward him, patting his cock. “I can tell.”
He laughs, which turns into a groan when I take him into my mouth. He tastes different. More bitter, but not in a bad way. And his cock is girthier than Finn’s, though I’d never say it out loud, so I’m having hard time taking him into my mouth.
He notices, and asks, “Do you trust me?”
I let his cock fall from my mouth and answer, “Yes.”
“Take off your shirt.”
I do as he says, tossing it aside.
“Fucking perfect. Now, hold your tits together.”
I feel like I’m on fire as I do what he says. He positions himself, pushing his cock between my tits. Oh my god. I get where this is going.
“You’re fucking perfect. Look at you, letting me titty fuck you. I’m going to cum all over your chest. How do you like that?”
I nod, unable to speak. His hips rock as he thrusts.
“Open your mouth.”
I do, and he puts his cock between my lips before pulling it back out. Now, his cock slides easier with my spit lubricating everything. His pace increases, and so does my heart rate. Oh my god. This is so sexy. With a grunt, he comes all over my chest. Reaching down, I scoop some onto my finger before licking it clean. God, he tastes good, too.
Oliver pulls me to my feet, our mouths crashing together. I’m so turned on that everything feels like it’s on overload. By the time he breaks the kiss, I’m trembling with need.