Page 149 of Light My Fire

I can’t with the blindfold anymore. I want to see her eyes.

I shove it back onto her forehead as I start to saw in and out of her hot mouth. She blinks, then raises big blue eyes to me. Her eyes are glazed with desire and approval.

Jackson slides a finger between her cheeks. I’m not sure if he’s in her ass or her pussy, but I get my answer when her eyes briefly close and she moans around my cock. Luke is back on her nipples.

“Want two fingers, baby?” Jackson asks. “Don’t take your mouth off of Wyatt, just nod yes if you want more.”

Brooke’s head jerks up and down sharply, taking me with her. My thigh muscles are tense, my teeth gritted. My balls are tightening, but I don’t want this to end. I fight through the urge to come, wanting to absorb this view of her, cheeks pink, saliva glistening on her lips, my dick disappearing in and out of her mouth. Her hair is shoved up at a weird angle from the shirttied around her forehead, and her eyes are starting to water from how deep I’m thrusting.

Luke is swearing under his breath, open palm just pressing his dick against his stomach. I can see the tip gleaming with clear fluid. He’s having the same issue I am.

Holding off is fucking impossible with a girl this incredibly sexy.

“You love that, don’t you?” Luke asks. “Giving Wyatt his prize? I’m going to collect mine soon, and then that desperate little pussy will finally be full. Until then, let Jackson make you come on his fingers.”

Brooke is trembling, pink splotches all up and down her back.

“Here comes three fingers. I want to get you nice and stretched for Luke.”

I know when he adds another finger, because Brooke’s eyes roll back in her head.

Jackson is leaning at an angle that has to be hell on his thighs but he’s as focused on Brooke as we are. Gone is the grinning guy who always has a joke on tap. He looks intense and determined.

I fuck her mouth over and over, and he fucks her pussy. We instinctively match each other’s rhythm until she shatters. She bursts, hips dropping, cheeks puffing out as she cries out, but my dick stifles the sound.

“Jesus, fuck,” Luke says. He’s let go of his cock and Brooke and is clenching his fists. He actually takes a step back from the bed, like he needs distance.

I actually want closer. I hold her head tightly. “Take that dick like a good girl, Brooke. Take my come.”

She’s still on the tail end of her rocketing orgasm, but she lifts a hand, reaching out for me. She puts her hand on my ass and squeezes, urging me deeper.

That’s all it takes.

That permission, that enthusiasm, has my balls tightening.

Then I come hard, shooting hot spurts of cum down her open throat. I let out a ragged groan and pump through the orgasm.

Jackson has eased his fingers out of her and is running his hands over her ass in a calm, soothing gesture. As I try and catch my breath, I can’t believe his self-control. I’m not sure if our positions were reversed I would have been able to resist fucking her, Luke’s anger be damned.

When I pull back, thighs screaming, I rest on my calves and run a hand through my hair as Brooke swallows my cum. Jackson steps away from the end of the bed and Luke takes his place.

“You’re fantastic,” I tell her. “Definitely an A-plus blow job.”

She laughs lightly and opens her mouth to speak.

But then, without a word, Luke spears his cock inside her.

Her eyes roll back in her head. “Yes!”

I shouldn’t be shocked by anything Luke does but it seems like a little warning would have been nice.

But then it’s obvious yet again he knows what Brooke needs because she grabs my thighs to brace herself and starts to shout out her pleasure.

“Yes, yes, yes!” It’s a screaming mantra, each yes in conjunction with a thrust of his dick deep inside her.

Luke looks like he’s concentrating on not exploding inside her.

She’s rocking onto him, sobbing, and I get hard all over again, watching her being destroyed by pleasure. It almost seems like she’s coming on repeat, shuddering her way through multiple orgasms.

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