Page 213 of The Sidekick

“See, angel? Watching you cum is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. Now they know what they missed out on.”

He paces around behind me and settles on the desk.

“Do you understand, Max? You won’t until you get inside her. Then you can kiss life as you know it goodbye. Are you ready for that?”

Max nods, his eyes going to Trevor. He’s pleading with him silently, rocking up and back like a runner at the starting line, ready to leap.

“Don’t look at me,” Trevor gives him a mocking smile. “You wanted him here. Beg him to let you fuck her.”

His nostrils flare with anger as he looks at Asher.

“That’s not a very nice look, Max,” Asher chastises him. “Maybe the next pose.”

Max bares his teeth threateningly, close to violence but containing himself. The mat is crushed in his fists now. A hand smoothes over my back as Asher stands and repositions himself.

I feel hot breath blow across my folds before Asher’s mouth sucks my clit. I cry out, my eyes squeezing shut.

“Oh God,” I choke out helplessly.

His tongue works its way inside, and my mind drifts as pleasure overtakes me. I can’t keep quiet as I moan, my body so close to collapsing. I’m stuck like this because my brain is focused on other things now. The lick across my folds. The flick of his tongue over my clit.

His hands clench over my cheeks and spread them so he can delve in further. He nips my clit in a barely there sting that makes my thighs jump. I let out a squeak of sound.

“Ardha bhujangasana.”

I drop to my knees, practically boneless, and lie flat, propping my chest up by my elbows.

“Not yet, Max. I’m not done,” Asher says in his set-in-stone voice.

“More. Please,” I moan, widening my legs to give him room. I don’t care who does it anymore. I want to cum again.

“Are you clean, Max?” Asher drops to his knees beside me and thrusts two fingers inside me, using a third to rub across my clit with every rough re-entry. I’m whimpering as my body shakes from the force.

“Please,” I cry out.

“Condom,” Trevor’s voice shakes. I’ve never heard that sound. He needs to cum, just like I do.

“Trevor,” I moan.

“Fuck,” something slams behind me.

“Can he ride you bare, angel? He’s clean.”

“Yes. Now. Please.”

“Max, wait,” Trevor snaps.

“She’s needed you for a long time,” Asher taunts. I choke as an orgasm tightens my core almost painfully. A leg kicks without my control as I gasp in another breath.

“Please!” I cry out, close to sobbing.

“Easy, angel. He’s coming,” Asher’s hands retreat, and he leans to look me in the face.

I can feel the tears tracking down as he cups my neck.

“He’s coming,” he whispers and rubs the tension out. “Lie on your belly. Trevor, give me the pillow.”

He helps me relax as I cry and lifts my hips to slide the pillow under.

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