Page 78 of Saved By Two

“Get on all fours, straddle Noah, and arse in the air.”

Noah lays back, his mouth still sampling her breast as she gets into position above him. Her perky arse rises as my finger moves in and out of her in fast, deliberate strokes, hitting her g-spot.

Flicking the cap of the lube, I unceremoniously squeeze it over her arse crack.

She shivers, the liquid no doubt cold, not that she needs to worry. She’ll be burning up before she knows it, and in a good way.

“Noah, fancy joining me in her wet pussy.”

He hums around her breast, his finger sliding inside her to join me as we alternate between thrusts.

We keep up a steady rhythm until she’s dripping and panting.

“Do not fucking come until I say so.”

She clenches around our fingers, and I look down at Noah’s dick bobbing below as both Jess and I straddle him.

This gives me an idea for a position for another time, but for now, I need to take her arse.

Make it mine.

Claim her as ours.

I’ve never felt this possessive over anyone other than Noah, and when I catch his eyes on mine, blown out wide, I know he senses it, too. He licks his lips, and damn if I don’t want his mouth wrapped around my dick.

Slipping my fingers free, I leave Noah to play as I pull her up by her hips, giving me access beneath her thighs as I lower my face and take him into the back of my throat.

“Fuck.” He bucks at the contact, and I welcome the pressure.

My hand moves up Jess’s spine until I reach the nape of her neck and push her down towards his chest.

I know he’ll waste no time capturing her mouth as I fuck him with mine.

His taste is so fucking addictive, just like Jess, and with that, I move my mouth to her arse, spreading her cheeks as I begin to rim her rosebud arsehole, loving the strawberry-flavoured lube.

She moans into Noah’s mouth as he continues to finger fuck her into a state of recklessness. She starts moving with abandon.

After I claim her arse, the next thing will be for Noah and me to take her cunt simultaneously. It will be a tight fit, but she can handle it. She was meant for us.

I pull away enough to speak while she’s lost to the overriding sensations of us worshipping her.

“Noah, are you ready to let her fuck your face?”

His deep groan is all the answer I need as his hands move to her hips, tugging her down to his mouth.

She cries out, throwing her head back, and raises her hips.

I squeeze her hard. “Don’t pull away from him, Jessica. Smother him, sit on his face.”

Her hesitation is enough for Noah’s head to fall back on the thick rug. “Sweet girl, I’ve got you. Now stop hovering and fucking sit on my damn face.”

I love that he can let his dominant side out to play with her.

“Unless you don’t want to?” I offer a challenge, hoping to spark the fire I know is heating below the surface.

Without a word, she sinks onto Noah’s face, and he lets out a hum of satisfaction as he begins to lap her up like his favourite dessert.

She’s writhing in ecstasy as she lets go, and I position myself behind her, spreading her arse cheeks.

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