Page 31 of Watch Me

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Nick moves his chair beside David’s so that they’re side by side.

“Get on your knees,” he tells me.

David unzips his pants and pulls them down just enough to free his straining erection. His cock is long, tapered at the tip but thick at the base, and I surprise myself with my mouthwatering hunger for it.

“I think it’s time for you to do something nice for David,” Nick says.

I nod eagerly. It’s a feast after months of famine with Tate, and I am ready and eager to please both men in any way they want.

I’m taking it one step, one minute, at a time. It’s clear Nick is making the rules. But if this is his workaround for not touching me, if this is the kind of “little game” he has in mind, then there are no complaints from my end. I’m still buzzing from how he watches me, how absolutely close I feel to him in this moment.

“Now take David’s cock into your mouth, and let me watch you suck him off.”

My cheeks are hot as I wrap my lips around the head of his member, inhaling a soft, cotton t-shirt smell that’s all David. Then I slide my mouth down, hearing him give a satisfying moan as I stretch my tongue down the underside of his shaft.

“Good,” says Nick. “Take him deep into your throat—that’s it. You look so good on your knees taking a cock like that.”

I shiver with pleasure. I love dirty talk. Needless to say, Tate never did it.

“Now look at me. Even though I can’t touch you, I want you to watch what you’re doing to me when you suck off my friend.”

I flatten one palm against David’s thigh and wrap the other around the base of his dick and slide my mouth down again, taking him deeply, this time tilting my head and lifting my eyes to Nick.

My breath catches as he unzips his pants, reaches into his briefs, and pulls out… a fucking anaconda.

Nick’s cock is quite simply breathtaking.

I’m not one to notice these things, not really. A cock is a cock is a cock… more or less. But Nick’s cock is huge, intimidatingly thick. Stunning.

He fists it, and I basically forget about David. My mouth goes slack, my attention completely distracted, until Nick’s other hand comes around the back of my head and pushes it down a bit.

“Suck him.”

Shit.

I re-apply myself, taking David as deep as I can until I’m almost choking, all the while keeping my eyes obediently trained on Nick—occasionally dropping my gaze to where his fist slides up and down his shaft before blinking back up at him. His jet eyes bore through me—dancing between my eyes and mouth. His nostrils flare, the muscle in his jaw flexes, and I’m seeing a side of Nick I thought I would only ever see in my fantasies. Nick on the edge of control.

Nick about to unravel.

“Fucking take his cock,” he groans. “That’s such a good fucking girl.”

David lets out a low moan. “That feels so good.” His voice quavers. “Oh shit, Nick, her mouth feels so fucking good.”

I tighten my hand at the base of his shaft, squeezing him with my lips as I pull up his length. Sweat beads on my brow as I lift and lower, moving from my core, but I never take my eyes off Nick. His lips part to take in more air, his teeth clenched together.

“I’m going to come,” chokes out David, and then cries out.

Hot cum floods my mouth.

“Yes,” whimpers Nick, as I still my movements, keeping my mouth locked around David’s shaft as I try to swallow down his cum without choking. “Yes, good girl.”

His brows knit together, and his teeth unclench, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. The guarded look that’s so often there in Nick’s eyes absolutely crumbles, and he’s stark and vulnerable as he cries out, ejaculate erupting in ropes from the head of his thick cock as he loses himself in release.

Without even thinking and before I know what I’m doing, I swallow, let go of David’s cock and lean my whole body over to the side, planting my hands on Nick’s granite thighs and covering the head of his cock with my mouth in one swift motion. He moans, letting his hand fall away so that I can slide my mouth as far down as I can, while the last spurt of his cum hits the back of my throat.

Then he lets his body fall back, and everything releases, while I slowly, gently, run my tongue up his shaft as I pull away.

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