Page 24 of Chaos Luck Wrath

The metal links holding her wrists together pulled against the back of Joey’s neck as her body tensed around him. His words were just enough to pull the trigger to fire off her orgasm. The walls of her pussy clenched onto him as her release spilled over his cock, coating every thick inch of him.

Gage was finishing the last few touches of his setup over by the air mattress when he heard Layne’s screams of ecstasy as she came for Joey. Listening to her moans while Joey had her wrapped around his dick had been a sweet form of torture. He was more than ready to have his turn with her and the way his erection was fighting against the confines of his pants had him tempted to reach in and take the matter into his own hand.

As Layne’s high began to clear enough that she wasn’t holding Joey’s dick hostage inside of her, he pulled back, fighting the urge to blow his load into her pussy.

Joey groaned as the cool air outside of Layne’s body met the wet skin of his cum covered dick. Moving quickly, he let her down on her feet and ducked out from the circle of her arms. He grinned, urging her down onto her knees, “Show me how much you enjoy tasting yourself on my cock.”

Layne sank to her knees, her hands holding the fabric of his boxer briefs away from his dick still standing at full attention. Her cum shone against his skin, mixing in with his clear precum leaking from the tip of his length.

Her tongue snaked out and stroked a long line along the underside of his cock. The flavor of her mildly sweet juices mixed with the taste of his flesh.

With one hand braced against the wall in front of him, Joey dropped the other to the back of her head. “Layney,” he groaned as his cock twitched when her tongue made contact with him. “You better not be fuckin’ teasing me down there.” He tilted his head to look down at her.

She smirked and looked up through her dark lashes at him. “Would I ever tease you?” The hint of snarkiness tainted her words.

His hand fisted her hair. “Open up, smartass,” he ordered.

Opening up her mouth wide, she drew him into her mouth, sealing her lips around him. Sliding her mouth down over his length, she taunted him with the dance of her tongue.

The sensation of her sucking on him while her tongue did its wicked movements had Joey hissing out a string of curses. Layne’s head bobbed back and forth along his cock, cleaning him of all the evidence of her release.

Trapped in pleasure’s passage of time, it didn’t feel like long before Layne’s throat was squeezing around him prompting his hand to firmly push her head even closer to him as he groaned loudly, “Fuuuck!”

Several thick spurts of his seed shot down into her throat, quickly filling up her mouth before she swallowed his release.

Layne slowly pulled her mouth from him, sitting back on her feet as she looked up at him with swollen lips, flushed cheeks, and a satisfied smile.

Heavily breathing, Joey weakly smiled at her before leaning over and helping her onto her feet. He pulled out a key to her handcuffs and popped them open, releasing her wrists from the steel bracelets.

Joey’s finger and thumb held onto her chin gently as he looked into her eyes. To think he had been so lucky to fall head over heels for the woman in front of him on this day a few years ago had him wishing for nothing else in life.

He leaned over and lovingly captured her lips momentarily before whispering against her mouth, “Happy Anniversary, Layne.”

Chapter Twelve

FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH

After the tender moment shared between them, Joey glanced over his shoulder at Gage who had given them space for Layne’s first fuck of the day and certainly not her last.

Noting that his brother looked ready for his shot, he looked back at Layne and smirked knowing that her day with them was only beginning. They promised her that they would make this day about the three of them together. That was a promise they planned to deliver–in spades.

Gage approached, taking Layne’s hand with his. Without a word, he led her over to the air mattress. “Baby, now it’s your Daddy’s turn to take care of you.” He stopped at the edge of the makeshift bed and faced her. His hands grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted, removing the last piece of her clothing. It left just the golden chain of his collar around her slender neck.

His boyish smile spread across his face as his eyes trailed over her fit figure on display before him. Everything about her captivated him. From the currently tousled locks of chestnut hair hanging down past her shoulders with the ends brushing past the sides of her perky breasts, to the petite figure that was home to the unique soul that called to his own. Tying it all together was her captivating set of royal emerald eyes that glowed with every ounce of her spirited personality.

Her hands went to the zipper of Gage’s black hoodie and began to slide it down. When his inked hand with the rose on it halted her about halfway, she looked up at him with confusion clouding her face.

Lifting her hand to his lips, he gently kissed each of her fingertips. “Not yet. Take a seat.” He nodded over at the air mattress.

Layne hesitated, wondering just what his intentions were. The man standing before her didn’t budge as he patiently waited for her to comply. She got down onto the mattress feeling the air shift underneath her weight, Layne crawled to the center and took a seat while leaning back on her hands.

He stepped to the cooler and retrieved a partially frozen bottle of water from it. Gage removed the top and discarded it into the depths of the room where it rolled off to join other random debris left behind in the abandoned building.

Joey took up a seat in the chair Layne had been in earlier while he recovered from his efforts with their girl. Slowly, he began easing out of his clothes starting with his boots while he casually watched the interactions between the two in front of him.

Kneeling between her ankles, Gage beckoned her with his finger to lean closer to him. When she did as she was told, her arms hanging down between her thighs, he placed two fingers under her chin and tilted her head back slightly. “Part those lips for me, baby. I can’t have you getting dehydrated this early on.”

There he was—her caretaker—always making sure she was in a healthy state whether it was physically or otherwise. Layne smiled at him and opened up her mouth. Gage slowly poured the frigid liquid into her mouth until there was enough for her to swallow down. He repeated the action until he was satisfied she had consumed enough.

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