Page 121 of Rebel

“Or the time you convinced me to run down the street in glitter?” Kolt carries on.

“What did you guys get up to before I arrived?” I ask with wide eyes.

They share a look and then nod as they turn to me. “We will never tell.”

“Probably for the best. Glitter, huh?” I wink at Kolton as he blushes.

“Only on the important parts, like nipples and balls.”

“Of course, God forbid it got anywhere else.” I chuckle as something warm slides down my arm. I flinch away, turning to see an innocent-looking Chase blinking at me. Looking down, I frown at the honey running down my arm, and before I can say anything, he leans down and licks up the sweetness.

“Mmm,” he hums. “So sweet. Go lie down, pretty girl, and let me taste this on your cunt.”

“Chase,” I snap. “Dude, that’s so sticky.”

He winks as he presses against me, tipping my chin up with the bottle. “We all know you like to get sticky, baby, especially with our cocks. We’re on break anyway, so what better way to relax than with my mouth buried in your cunt, licking all that sweetness up?”

I shudder at his dark voice, staring into his burning eyes as lust ignites inside me. I lick my lips, tasting the honey from the tea. He follows the movement and groans.

“Say yes, pretty girl. Let me play with you.” I hesitate, and he leans closer. “Play with me. Being bad is so good,” he promises.

Running my tongue along my teeth, I look at Kolton and Trav. Their eyes have darkened with hunger, and I know I’m not getting out of here unscathed. I wouldn’t want to anyway. Grabbing the honey, I squeeze some out onto my finger and back away as I rub it over my lips.

“Then come and get me. Let’s play,” I murmur as I hit the sofa and sit down.

He pounces on me so fast, I laugh, but it soon turns to a moan. His big hand grips my hair, pulling my head back to the sofa cushion as his lips meet mine in a frenzy. Honey slides between our lips as our tongues tangle in a wild kiss that leaves me panting as he pulls away.

With a wicked grin, he drips the honey down my chest, and as I gasp, he leans down and licks it clean before pushing my dress up, exposing my thighs and pussy.

Kneeling before me, he tears my thong free and lifts the bottle. I stare, anticipation and desire swirling through me, as he squeezes, letting it drip down my cunt. The cool liquid creates a stark contrast to my hot core, and then his mouth is there, tasting every inch of me as I groan. My hand slides down and grabs his head.

“Fuck, pretty girl. Peaches and honey, who fucking knew?” His tongue traces over my sticky cunt.

He lifts his head for a moment and squeezes honey onto his fingers, and before I can protest, he circles my hole before placing his mouth there. His tongue follows the same path, leaving me quivering and shaking in need as he plays with me.

“Chase,” I whimper, even as my eyes clash with Kolton’s and Trav’s, who watch me with matching grins on their lips. Bastards.

Chase groans and drips more across my pussy before his fingers slide inside me. His tongue lashes my clit until I lift off the sofa, desire pounding through me. I need to come so badly, I’m shaking with it.

He eats me so completely, no place is left untouched, and the sensation of the honey sliding across my heated cunt is too much. I can’t take it, but he doesn’t stop. His fingers pump inside me as he licks up the sticky goodness mixing with my cream before adding more.

Chase tosses the honey away, grabs my hips, and lifts me from the sofa as he devours my cunt with his mouth and fingers. My head falls back when I’m unable to take any more. I ride his mouth, rolling my hips and taking his fingers deeper. Those pretty lips wrap around my clit and I’m lost.

I cry out as I come all over his face.

He licks me through it, shallowly fucking me with his fingers until I slump, and then he sits back, his face glistening with honey and cum. “So sweet, pretty girl.”

Fucking hell, I’m never going to be able to eat honey the same way again.

Shaking my head, I slide my dress down, even as my eyes land on the honey bottle.

If he wants to play, then let’s play.

I stand, and he stumbles to his feet. “Beck,” he warns, no doubt reading the intention in my eyes.

Grabbing the bottle, I squeeze some on my hand and slide it into his jeans, gripping his cock as he gasps. I watch his eyes shut as I stroke him, and then I pull my hand free. His eyes snap open, and I lick my palm as he watches, then I drop to my knees.

His lashes flutter, concealing his gaze for a moment. His lips part on a moan as I unbuckle his jeans and shove them down, freeing his hard, glistening cock. It bounces and I grip it with a hungry groan, and then I lean in and lick his cock just like he did my cunt.

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