Julio released her abruptly enough that she stumbled back a step before catching herself.
“Fine,” he muttered. He turned to the table, creating a few lines. “Anyone else going to indulge with me?”
Miguel and Rocks took him up on it.
Seb declined, making his way over to Naz.
“Relax,” he murmured under his breath. “Don’t let it get to you.”
Naz tried. He leaned back against the wall, watching the drugged-up idiots laughing together and Meg in the middle of it. When Miguel tried to paw at her, she plastered herself against Julio, rubbing his dick through his pants.
“Ready for me to prove it to you?” she asked. “I’m yours, right? You can have me, but only you.”
Julio’s hips rocked against her hand as a flush filled his face. He gripped her face, tilting it back. “That mouth. I want to fuck that mouth.” He latched their mouths together sloppily, his pink, visible tongue pushing between her parted lips.
It looked like a wriggling slug. Probably felt like one, too.
Naz couldn’t drag his gaze away. Julio got to kiss her.
But then he shoved her to her knees. “Take me out. I want to come down your throat.”
Naz headed for the door.
“Don’t you fucking leave!” Julio screamed at him.
Naz paused, meeting Julio’s furious gaze.
His eyes were too bright, his pupils narrowed to pinpricks. “She’s mine. I want you to watch how she’s mine.”
Seb snorted. “We’ve all seen it before.”
Meg’s hands had frozen on the zipper.
Julio gripped her ponytail, shoving her against the partly open zipper despite her soft cry of protest. He blinked, as if surprised he was still covered. “I said to take it the fuck out.”
Meg struggled to push back against his hold. “Just a second, baby.” Her voice held a shiver. “I need room to maneuver your big dick out.”
He eased up, and Naz barely saw his dick before it disappeared inside her mouth.
She gripped his ass as her cheeks pulled in on the second stroke.
“Oh, fuck!” Julio’s hips jerked forward as he cried out.
Meg made a surprised sound and swallowed his cum, her arms tightening around his ass to keep him upright.
The guys laughed.
Naz felt a chill as Julio’s face flushed.
“Her mouth must be good,” Seb said, a taunt in the words. “You came like it was your first time getting sucked off.”
Julio’s grip tightened on Meg’s ponytail, jerking her head back. “What the fuck did you do to me?”
“Whatever it was, can she do it to me next?” Miguel asked. He stroked himself through his pants.
Meg’s lips smiled, but it looked stiff. “It was the drugs. I know you can fuck me all night. No one has stamina like you, Julio.”
He stared into her eyes, slowly nodding and pulling her to her feet.