Page 214 of The Sidekick

“Color, angel.”

A finger snaps behind me. The sharp sound doesn’t startle me like it should.

“Green,” I mumble out. I close my eyes and try to calm my breathing. “I want to cum on his dick.”

“Ease down first,” Asher lies beside me and rubs across my shoulders, kissing my cheek and over my ear. “You did great, angel. You never disappoint me. Not once.”

His laugh is breathless as my body relaxes.

“How do you feel?”

“Good,” I sigh. “Thank you.”

His hand strokes over my body soothingly.

“I want more,” I whisper firmly.

His dark blue eyes meet mine, and his sharp smile returns.

“Are you ok, babygirl?” Trevor asks me gently. It isn’t the fake nice act. He sounds… awed.

“Yes,” I sigh. Somehow, knowing that he’s here with me, too, brings some of the energy back into my limbs.

“Max, go slow. Asher, you’ll want to move.”

Asher laughs softly and presses a kiss to my sweaty cheek before he rolls away and rises to his knees a short distance away. I reach out for him, and he grasps my hand, holding me grounded.

Max looked so furious that I was expecting him to rush me. Instead, he slowly crawls over my body, hiding me from view as he pants.

“You’re perfect.” His voice is hoarse, as if he’s been screaming the entire time. He licks across the back of my neck and bites down, leaving a mark of his own. “You’re ours.”

His jean-covered erection rocks against my backside, and I lift my hips in invitation. He pulls away, but he’s going too far. His lips drag down my spine, and he nips my rear as he passes on his way down. When his tongue rolls across my folds, I whimper. I’m so sensitive, and his mouth is burning with heat. There’s a slight scrape of scruff from his cheeks that parts my thighs further.

“Max,” I sigh as my eyes flutter closed. I’ve imagined his touch a million times. The reality is so much better.

He doesn’t hesitate to bring his fingers into play. When two enter me, the glide is smooth. Max makes a choked, hoarse noise.

“She’s fucking dripping,” he comments, and Trevor sucks in a sharp breath.

My thoughts scatter as his fingers scissor inside, widening me in preparation as he sucks my clit.

“More,” I beg and rock back.

“Just a second,” Max pants.

“Now.”

“Fuck me,” he groans, and I feel a sharp sting as a hand lands heavily on one cheek.

I yelp in surprise as warmth settles over the area. Turning the slight pain into a burning that spreads down where Max’s tongue is working.

“Ok, angel?” Asher asks breathlessly.

“Yes. More,” I moan helplessly. It’s the perfect counterpoint to the soft, leisurely licks.

Another smack lands lower on my rear as Max draws away. This time, the hand stays there, holding that heat in as the fingers squeeze. The smooth fingertips aren’t Max or Asher’s, and I suck in a shuddering breath when I realize they’re Trevor’s.

“She reddens nicely,” he growls low.

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