Page 112 of Wreck Me

Our eyes locked and she gave me a nod of consent.

And that was it, I dipped two fingers inside her.

“So hot and slick. Fucking perfect.”

Bastian’s eyes blazed as he took in what I was doing to her and I looked to see his cock hard as hell, pushing against his jeans. He jerked the top of her dress down the rest of the way and her breasts sprang free in all their mouthwatering glory.

He was descending on her cherry-tipped nipple in the next second, nibbling at it, then sucking it into his mouth.

The slight pain had her soaking my fingers and thrusting her hips.

I’d thought as much given all the rest with her, the fight, the darkness, and what I’d heard through the door of her and Bastian going at it, along with the marks he’d left all over her.

“Interesting,” I said, my eyes darting to Bastian’s, knowing he could see my devil side coming out to play. I looked back at Skylar as I pumped my fingers inside her tight cunt. “Like a little pain with your fucking, darling?”

She nodded, biting her lip and looking so fucking sexy it had my dick jerking.

I pulled my fingers free in one rough movement and she bucked.

“I knew you’d be perfect for us,” I said, stepping back. “Keep her hot and needy,” I told Bastian.

He snagged my bicep before I could move another muscle. “Not too hardcore for your first time with her.”

I nodded, then took off out of the room, looking back for a second to see Bastian helping her pull her dress off all the way, then kissing her while his hands stroked all over her naked body sensually.

I swallowed hard, then darted into the closest downstairs bathroom and headed for the vanity cabinet. I reached into the back and grabbed what I needed, tearing it from its packaging, then rushing back into the den.

I pulled up short for a second at the hot-as-fuck sight of Bastian now gloriously naked and rubbing his impressive length all over Skylar’s lips as he kneeled behind her head, while she was now laid out on the couch, her legs facing my way adjacent to the door.

She was lapping at his shaft with every rub, her tongue like a tornado and making him groan and slap his hand to the top of the couch to ground himself.

His lips twisted with that sadistic eroticism that I hadn’t seen from him for way too long, as he took in the toothbrush in my hand.

He tipped Skylar’s head back so she couldn’t see, then rammed his cock down her throat.

And she took him.

At that really deep angle.

Just fucking well took him like that.

Motherfucker, I was close to losing my shit and we’d only just gotten started.

I shucked off my tee and then my sweats, my needy cock springing free. Snatching a condom out of one of my pants pockets, I ripped the packet open with my teeth, then rolled it down over my cock. Tossing my pants aside with my tee, I climbed onto the couch and crawled between her thighs.

I ran the smooth side of the brush over her outer lips and she jolted at first contact in surprise. But as I traced each one in turn, she quickly relaxed into it.

I teased her for a while until she was dripping for me.

Then I gathered her juices and slathered them over the bristles.

I spread her open with the fingers of my free hand, a thrill rolling through me at the sight of her cunt exposed and vulnerable for what was coming.

Then I lightly brushed through her folds.

She jerked and cried out around her mouthful of cock.

I grinned and continued, watching the bristles drag across her most sensitive parts, turning her pink cunt nice and red and sensitive. When I smacked it against her swollen clit, she bucked on the couch, her mouth slipping from Bastian’s cock.

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