“You should taste her,” I say. “You wouldn’t believe how good she tastes, Drake.”
Isabel lets out a small yelp, lifting her head to stare down at him.
“I want to taste her,” he replies, his feral gaze on her face. “Is that okay?”
She nods again. But before he moves down between her legs, she grabs his face and pulls him up to her mouth to kiss him again. When he’s had his fill of her mouth, he travels down her body, tugging down her pajama pants and taking her underwear with them, so she’s bare for him. She’s hesitant, I can tell. Wriggling her knees together as he runs his hands along her thighs.
“Spread your legs for him, baby,” I whisper. “Let him see how beautiful you are.”
Her knees finally fall apart as her breathing picks up. At the sight of her naked cunt, Drake lets out a growl.
“You’re so fucking perfect, Isabel,” he whispers as he tosses her clothes away and lowers himself between her legs. First, he plants a soft kiss against her belly, and I watch her tender flesh erupt in shivers and goosebumps. Then he presses his lips to the inside of each thigh, and Isabel pants and hums in anticipation.
When she turns her head to look at me, I smile, biting my lip as I lean in, taking her mouth in a bruising kiss. With her lips against mine, she lets out a loud whimper, and I glance down to see Drake’s mouth buried between her legs. I pull away from her to watch as he licks at her pussy, lapping his tongue eagerly against her clit.
Isabel is squirming and clawing at the bed with her nails as he tongue-fucks her with vigor.
“Drake, yes!” she cries out. I can’t help but touch her. I know I’m probably not supposed to be involved, but she’s too delicious to abstain. I brush her hair back, running my hands down her throat, feeling the vibration of her noises against my fingers.
“Look at you, baby. So beautiful like this.”
Drake growls against her cunt, gazing up at her as he thrusts his tongue between her folds. Her legs are squirming around him, her back arched, and her small breasts bouncing with the deep heaving of her breaths.
“Make her come, Drake. She’s so beautiful when she comes.”
Drake hums again. Then he pierces her with two fingers as he sucks eagerly on her clit, making her scream. Her panting is growing slower and deeper, a sign that I know means she’s about to lose it.
She digs her fingers into his hair, latches her thighs around his head, and nearly flies off the bed. It’s the greatest thing I’ve ever seen. I’ve made Isabel come more times than I can ever count, but I never had the chance to truly watch it. My eyes are feasting on the sight of her strong muscles contracting, her long neck exposed as she lets her head hang back. Her eyes are closed in a look of euphoric bliss, and her delicate lips are parted as she lets out a raspy cry.
Once her orgasm has faded, I kiss her again, brushing her fiery red, sweat-soaked hair out of her face.
“That was amazing,” I whisper against her mouth.
Drake rises from his place between her legs, kneeling back on his knees, and my eyes instantly fall to the bulging length in his gym shorts. He catches me looking and trails his eyes down my body, landing onmymatching erection.
Well, fuck. What now?
There are a few long moments of awkward silence before he grabs Isabel’s pajamas and helps her slide her legs into them, pulling them into place. Then, she’s looking at me, her bottom lip pinched between her teeth.
“What about—"
“That’s enough, Red,” I reply. “Let’s get some sleep.”
“Are you sure?”
I nod. “Yes, baby.”
“Okay,” she says with reluctance.
Without a word, Drake escapes to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I’m not sure what he’s doing in there, and I’m not going to ask. Isabel cuddles close to me, her hand drifting over my stiff cock. I take her gently by the wrist.
“Red…” I say in warning.
“Are you okay?” she asks, finally taking her hand away.
“I’m fucking great. Are you okay?”
Her green eyes gaze up at me as she nods. “I’m fucking great too,” she whispers. The F-word rarely comes out of her mouth, but fuck me, it’s so cute when it does.