Page 51 of Shameless Game

“You want it sweet? Like this?” He starts rubbing my aching clit, teasing over the thin fabric. “Do you want Daddy to get your pussy so wet I can see it soaking your naughty panties?”

I’m a loser. I’m a lusty, lewd, libidinous loser. I’m drowning in all the L words. Including the one that scares me the most

Love.

Because Beau’s naked, and tan, and so hard sitting there, admiring what’s his, admiring me. And with his parted lips at my pleasure, his stare ravenous, rubbing the tip of his finger over my hard nub, “Beau,” I shudder.

He’s doing it so fast to me. Shamelessly, I writhe, seeking his touch.

“That’s it, Blair. Be so sweet for me. Be a dirty girl, too.” He praises. “Your clit’s so hard. You’re getting horny and wet for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I confess.

“Then show Daddy. You have my full attention.” He’s too good. “Spread your legs more. Yes, like that.” With two fingers pressing down, he circles my clit even harder, taking me there. “Such a bad girl for me now, aren’t you? You’re getting your panties so wet. Lift your hips. Open that pussy more.” I obey. “Yes, baby, show me how much you want me.”

How much?

I can’t measure it with Beau. It’s endless. Then I remember Colton and glance left to his lounger, but he’s not there.

So when Beau leans down, growling, “I’m going to taste how wet you get for me, Blair.” When he starts sucking the soaked white cotton of my thong, licking, then sucking again right over my clit, I cry out and don’t care.

Colton. The whole world. I don’t care who can hear me. Let them. I just need this. I just need. “Beau.” I grab his head between my thighs. “Beau, please. Please. Please.”

“Baby, I’m gonna show you fucking please,” he snarls, and in one rip, he snaps the side string of my thong, then the other. “I’m gonna show you how you’re mine, Blair. You always have been. Get on my fucking face.”

He’s too fast and strong. In one deft flip, I’m on top, and he’s on his back, ripping the remnants of my thong away, tossing it on the deck before wrapping his arms under my thighs, pulling my pussy down to straddle his mouth.

“Lift that naughty shirt and show me all that’s mine,” he snarls with my cunt inches from his beard. “Leave it on and play with your tits. Show Daddy what a dirty little girl you are for me while I make your pussy squirt in my mouth.”

“Oh god,” I cry out when he smacks my ass. I do it again when he yanks me down, when his lips start sucking my clit, his whiskers tickling my splayed sex.

I obey, lifting my shirt to rest above my breasts, but I can’t do it fast enough. I can’t ride his face hard enough and brutally pinch my nipples to sting enough, feeling Beau’s warm tongue, his soft mouth devouring my tender pussy. Will it ever be enough? I’ve missed him so much.

“Beau! Beau!” I watch him. He’s too hungry and too good. He’s made for me and doing it too fast.

Like a luscious smack, my first orgasm wracks my spine. I buck, crying out, my thighs shaking over his face. Pleasure cracks through my body, opening, pouring for him. In a haze, I’m gazing down at his hungry eyes watching me, watching how his mouth owns me.

He’s growling and sucking my clit, sucking my delicious orgasm to last so long, wave after quaking wave rips through me. It won’t stop. Beau won’t stop.

“You’ve got more for me, Blair,” he rumbles. “You’ve got everything I want. Everything I’m gonna take from you. Do it again, baby. Come all over my fucking mouth.”

A groan cracks the air. In my daze, I glance up.

It’s Colton.

He’s standing nude at the edge of the deck. He must’ve been swimming in the ocean because he’s dripping wet and screaming hard, watching us.

So, I hook my finger, and he stalks our way.

Beau glances, seeing his approach. With a devilish grin, he starts licking my pussy again, and now, it’s for Colton’s pleasure, too.

“Ummm, Colt. Our woman tastes so fucking sweet,” Beau taunts between flicks to my clit. “Show him, baby.” He flicks it again. “Show him how you can squirt all that sweetness in my mouth.”

This time, Beau’s doing it. He’ll win his reward. He wedges his hand under me, sinking his thick index and middle fingers inside me, sucking my clit at the same time, and I scream. It’s agony and ecstasy because it’s all I want and more.

And I can’t help it.

I reach for Colton, too. He’s too beautiful. Too tempting and strong. He’s waiting and wanting us, so I grab his hand and guide it. I guide him to palm my exposed breast, and he groans. Taking both in his massive, eager hands, Colton kneads and pulls at my nipples, too. It frees my hands to grab Beau’s head.

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