Page 99 of Shameless

The head downstairs on the other hand, is absolutely on board with the idea. At least judging by how hard I am all of a sudden.

My heart wins the battle in the end. Lula loves me as much as she loves them. If this makes her happy, I can at least try.

“Fuck it,” I bite out, closing the rest of the distance between us.

I stop right by Stefan’s side. “Do you mind?” I challenge him, trapping Lula’s chin between my fingers to signal my intention to kiss her.

Stefan holds my gaze for a tense second.

“Sure,” his lips quirk up in a smirk, right before my brother drops down to his knees in front of Lula. “We can both kiss her. I’ll take the pair of lips downstairs.”

I watch as he lifts the skirt of Lula’s black dress, lowers the lace of her panties and buries his face between her legs.

Lula moans when Stefan’s lips latch onto her. All the tension seems to leave her body and she sags against Crew, who’s still standing behind her, peppering kisses all over her neck and shoulders.

“Oh my God,” the pleasure is written all over her face and that’s what spurs me on.

I want to be a part of it, I want to give her pleasure too.

My lips find hers and I’m so taken by her soft mouth, by her sweet taste, that I almost forget that Stefan and Crew are there.

I’m reminded of it when Lula moans in my mouth and I swallow that sound, hungry for more.

Her fingers close around my bicep to keep me in place, while her other hand is tangled in the short hair on the top of Stefan’s head.

“Guys,” Stefan says, lifting his head and looking at me and Crew. “She’s close. I’m sure you both know how sweet she tastes, butdo you want to watch how pink and pretty her pussy looks while she comes all over my tongue?”

Yes.

I don’t say it out loud but fuck, I’m surprised by how much I want to see that.

Crew answers for both of us. “I can never say no to watching my girl enjoying herself.”

Stefan parts Lula’s skin with two fingers at either side of her slit. He licks his way from entrance to clit, flicking his tongue when he gets to Lula’s most sensitive spot.

“So good,” he murmurs, taking her clit in his mouth and sucking noisily.

I watch with rapt fascination as that pushes Lula over the edge and she writhes against Stefan’s mouth.

The sounds she makes go straight to my cock and I kiss her again, deep and hard, caressing her tongue with mine the same way I would if that was her clit.

Stefan and I break the kiss at the same time, confident that Crew is supporting Lula’s boneless body against his chest.

Our half-brother does more than that. He scoops Lula up in his arms and carries her to the queen-sized bed, placing her onto the lilac comforter as if he was handling the most precious cargo.

We wait for Crew’s next move.

He kneels on the bed on one side of her. “I’m dying to kiss you, baby,” he says, lowering his lips to touch hers.

“I want to feel your skin against mine.” Lula says, breaking the kiss after a few moments. “Help me?”

She lifts her dress and Crew pulls it up and over her head, exposing Lula’s beautiful body.

Watching Crew shed his clothes and taking Lula in his arms should bother me, but I’m surprised when it doesn’t.

The way they kiss, how Crew runs a hand down the side of Lula’s body with a featherlight touch causes my pulse to quicken. For the first time ever I’m not angry at Crew just for existing.

I love the way Lula basks in his touch, curling one of her shapely thighs over his hip.

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