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My dick grows harder with each passing second, the tension in the room ready to snap.

“Hmm, did you know our girl was sitting next to us all evening without wearing a bra,” he whispers against her ear.

She licks her lips before replying. “The padding meant I didn’t need one, not with the straps.”

“Do you know what would have made it better?” I question. Her eyes are cast down to look at me as I inch my hand toward the back of her calf, urging her to lift her leg. Noah steps back just a fraction, taking her with him in perfect sync with me until her foot is on my thigh.

“No.”

The split in the dress gives me the access I crave as I slip my fingers under the lace of her underwear.

Her gasp is pure heaven.

“You not wearing these,” I reply, my finger stroking over her swollen bud before slipping between her warm, wet folds, teasing her entrance.

Her mouth forms the perfect O, and all I can think about is her luscious lips wrapped around Noah’s dick as I finger fuck her pretty little cunt, teasing her clit until she comes all over on my fingers.

Pulling my hand away, I bring my finger to my mouth and suck. “Delicious.”

I adore the reaction it evokes from her as Noah continues to stroke her spine and leave tender kisses over her flushed flesh.

ChapterThirty-Eight

NOAH

I watch as Caleb teases Jessica, the anticipation building of what’s to come. We want her wet and ready when we show her exactly what she does to us.

Caleb unclasps the strap of her sandal, freeing her foot. Lowering his lips to her ankle, his eyes cast up, he swirls his tongue over the sensitive flesh. Her back arches, her arse presses against my hardening cock. Caleb has never failed to turn me on, but something about having Jessica between us only heightens my arousal.

I pull back as Caleb moves her foot back to the floor, and then in one swift move, he grips her hip and spins her until she falls into his lap, her back to his chest. He moves her hair over one shoulder, giving him access to her throat.

Kneeling, I raise her foot and remove her other sandal, kissing her ankle, and then I spread her legs just enough to give me access as I move between the apex of her thighs, my head covered by the satin material of her dress.

I inhale her fragrance, loving how sweet she is with the mixed masculine scent of Caleb. It’s heady and invigorating.

My mouth moves to her swollen nub, and I lick over the lace, causing her to jerk towards me. Her gasp from above has me reaching down to unbuckle my belt as I pop the button and lower my zipper.

“What’s he doing, little one?” asks Caleb, his voice deep, seductive.

I pull the material aside without any fanfare. She cries out as I spread her lips and spear her with my tongue. I love her tight channel—the way it pulses and clamps down—so fucking responsive.

“Tell me how he’s making you feel?” Caleb asks again, only this time, it’s more of a demand than a question.

“His tongue is…” I work my tongue into her faster, her breath catching as she continues telling Caleb. “His tongue is inside me.”

His palm caresses my back. “And how does his tongue feel?”

I add a finger, still working her with my tongue, my thumbs circling her clit. She’s a bundle of nerves, and it won’t take long until she’s coming.

“Good…” I add another finger. “Oh God, no better than good, it’s ah, fuck.”

Caleb whispers something I can’t make out, but whatever he says causes her channel to contract around my fingers as she releases a rush of arousal.

I want her bare to me without her damn underwear in the way. Drawing back, I grab the waistband of her knickers and drag them down her thighs and legs, tossing them over my shoulder.

When I look up, Caleb has one hand down the front of her dress, and he’s fucking her mouth with his tongue.

She moans as he pulls out of the kiss, and I duck back between her thighs, spreading her wide open as I impale her with my tongue.

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