Page 72 of Succumbed

He hums in the back of his throat as he leans in to kiss my inner knee, his lips soft and tongue wet as he swirls it against my flesh. My heart pounds as I hold back the sounds I want to make as his teeth graze my inner thigh before he nips sharply. I suck my lip into my mouth to stifle the yelp that tries to break free, my fingers tightening on my knees until my knuckles are white.

Shane takes his time getting to the apex of my thighs, biting and soothing my skin in turn. I glance down and want to swoon at the sight of him between my legs, his broad hands engulfing my legs. His tattoos are on full display, the dark beauty of all that ink on his toned body stealing my breath.

Suddenly, Shane’s mouth is on me, licking and teasing through the lace of my thong. I slam my lips and eyes shut, focusing on keeping back the gasp that wants to rip free as he nibbles and sucks. I can feel the wetness gathering, heat and electricity building in my core.

He draws back and I fight the whimper, swallowing it down. I open my eyes to meet his satisfied gaze.

“Let go and lean back. You can move, but stay quiet.”

I breathe out an acknowledgement as I obey, resting my shoulders low on the back of the couch, my neck at a sharp angle that almost forces me to watch him. Shane bends back to my pussy, roughly pulling my thong aside and thrusting his tongue into me. My back bows as I thrust my hips closer to him.

He laps at me, then focuses his attention on my clit as his fingers stroke at my entrance. Barely pushing two into me, then retreating, he teases me. His tongue slides around my clit and he pulls it into his mouth, bringing me so close to the brink that my body shudders with tension. Shane hums in approval and I bite down on my lip, a tiny moan nearly escaping.

I writhe against him, unconsciously trying to fuck his fingers deeper into me, but Shane denies me. He keeps barely breaching my opening, then pulling back, and I want to cry out in frustration. He’s testing me. The second I have the thought, I force myself to drain the tension from my limbs and relax into the couch. If it’s a test, I’m going to fucking pass.

The moment my body stills, he shoves both fingers in and bites lightly on my clit. My gasp is inevitable as my body bows in pleasure, my core trembling as my orgasm hovers just out of reach. He strokes the top of my channel as he pulls his mouth away, smirking up at me.

“That was a sound, Lex.”

I bite my lip, my eyes rolling back as heat and pressure build in my core.

“I’ll let that slide, just this once,” he murmurs.

He stares at my pussy as he continues to fuck me with his hand, his eyes dark with want. Gently, he swipes another finger against me, gathering my wetness before sliding it down to my puckered hole.

“Have you had someone here?” He taps against my ass.

I shiver as I nod.

“Did you like it?”

Another nod.

“That’s good,” he croons, putting more pressure and rubbing his finger in a small circle. “Linc and I can’t wait to take you together.”

My pussy clamps down on his fingers at the suggestion, my body trembling. He doesn’t falter, his touch firm and commanding as he pushes me ever closer to oblivion. I’m torn between the sensations wrought by his hands, my breath ragged as I climb.

“Can you imagine?” he rasps. “Me in your cunt and Linc here?”

Fucking hell, yes, please. I want that. He breaches my tight hole with the tip of his finger, swirling it around in a lazy circle as he speaks. I can picture Linc’s hard length in his place, the image so vivid I nearly moan.

“Do you want that, dirty little slut? Want us to fill you at the same time and fuck you until you scream?”

His filthy mouth is going to be the death of me. I can’t hold in my reply, the words tumbling free with the delirious force of my need.

“Yes,” I gasp. “Fuck, yes, sir. Please.”

“Then you better fucking come for me,” he growls.

Shane leans forward and sucks my clit into his mouth as he pushes his finger deeper into my ass. My toes curl as my orgasm hurtles through me, sending me into the stratosphere as I clap a hand over my mouth to try and contain the unstoppable moan. He strokes and sucks me through it, wave after wave breaking me into nothing more than a limp, breathless mass of pleasure.

Waiting until I fall still, Shane gently pulls away, his fingers slipping from me and leaving me both sated and wanting. I came hard, one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had, but the idea of the two of them inside me left me feeling almost desperate with desire. I’ve never felt so shamelessly greedy.

Shane stands and adjusts himself, the hard outline of his cock making my mouth water. I reach for him, but he shakes his head.

“This was about you, baby. I’m good,” he says, walking over to the bathroom in the corner of my office.

I can hear the sink run, and the vague need to put my skirt back on crosses my mind. Before I can muster the energy to act on the thought, Shane returns.

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