Now I can see his eyes, his dark and wet mouth, his disheveled hair from being under there.
Under my dress and between my thighs.
He’s still holding on to my ass, his hands so strong and capable that I can’t dislodge them. I can’t push him away. With my heart thundering in my chest, I shake my head and mouth,let me go.
His response is to shake his head.
Once and very slowly.
Followed by going in and licking me.
Right in front of my eyes. Whilelookinginto mine, he goes in and licks me.
And like the whore that I am, I can barely suppress a moan.
“Echo? Answer me. What the fuck’s happening? What —”
“I-I’m okay. I just need a little… time,” I say, grimacing, pressing my lips together.
Because he doesn’t stop.
The guy on his knees behind me.
He doesn’t stop with just one lick, he goes for it all.
Like he was doing before Lucas showed up at the door.
He’s eating me out with the same enthusiasm and abandon as before. Only now I get to see his head moving. I get to see his hands flexing on my ass. I get to fist his hair and arch up against him.
But of course that doesn’t mean that this nightmare isn’t happening.
That doesn’t mean that my ex-boyfriend isn’t standing right on the other side of the door.
And he sounds concerned.
“Are you… Are you crying? Tell me what’s happening, Echo. You sound weird.”
“No… I-I’m okay,” I manage to say. “I’m… I’m just… Can I talk to you like in a second or two? I’ll be right out —”
“No, I’m not going anywhere. I need to know you’re okay. That you’re actually fine. Please, sweetheart.”
Oh God, don’t call me that.
As expected, Lucas’s ‘sweetheart’ doesn’t go down well with his ex-best friend. His hands on my ass tighten up to the point of pain and he growls in my pussy, nipping my clit with his teeth, pushing me that much closer to my climax.
And it’s going to be a big one.
I know it.
The fact that this is all happening, that he’s eating me out with a witness on the other side of the door, is making me all the more shameless and horny.
And I need to stop it.
I need to stop my orgasm.
So in a burst of what could be the most disastrous thing in the world, I push my dress down and cover him up and open the door.
But only a few inches.