Page 13 of King of Liars

I hooked my arms under his legs and continued working him up. I didn’t know why, but I was fucking determined to make him come, to impress King and all his fucking knights. I didn’t come all the way over to play around…well, play, yes, but fucking serious play…

“Hole, you’re slacking,” Sy noted, and Hole picked up the pace. Judging by the way sweat was running down his face, he’d more than put in a good workout, keeping Sy’s dick shifting around his abs as his ass clapped, echoing through the room, which made me feel the impulse to get Two’s ass doing the same.

As I quickened my pace, Two arched his back, his abs pushing forward, stressing against his taut flesh.

“Fuck, Boss. Dammit. That’s good,” Two admitted.

Damn right I was.

Sy propped himself up on one hand. “Oh, right there, Hole. Right there.” He rested his free hand on the back of my head and reeled me in.

“You want to kiss me, don’t you? I know you do. It’s what you’ve been so fucking curious about, isn’t it? Don’t lie to me, Boss. I hate a fucking liar. Just tell me.”

“Yes,” I confessed, hating myself for going along with his fucking game. But his games were too fun to resist.

I moved toward him, but as my lips neared his, he leaned his head back. “Uh-uh.” He slid his hand from the back of my head to my face, trailing my lips with his thumb as he stared at them, like he wasn’t just depriving me of his taste, but himself of mine. Like his own curiosity was getting the best of him.

I fucked Two harder, tugging at his legs as I claimed his ass. I considered checking in on Two, but the sounds he made, the moans and groans, suggested he’d given up on being annoyed by the way my cock filled out his hole and now he was just enjoying how it felt.

Hole picked up even more speed, Sy jerking about, but only slightly as his eyes rolled back briefly before he refocused on my lips.

I thought for a moment he wouldn’t have a choice, that the desire I perceived in his expression would overwhelm him the way I felt nearly overwhelmed to seize a kiss from him.

But then he pulled his gaze away from me and relaxed on his back, his arm across Two’s chest, both of them shaking about on the bed from Hole’s and my work on their asses.

It was a beautiful sight.

Sy gripped Two’s cock and started stroking him as we all continued working together.

I glanced over my shoulder at One, whose head hung low, as though he was ashamed of himself for not being able to participate.

“Hey,” I heard behind me, and as I turned, Sy glanced up at me and said, “Don’t look at him. Look at me. Don’t you want to watch me come?”

“I’d rather be in you when you do.”

“Oh, be patient, Boss,” he said, his words assuring me I’d have my chance.

He moved closer to me again, and as he did, kept looking at my lips just as he had before…creeping closer and closer.

It was driving me fucking insane.

I was too hard.

Too aroused.

He lunged forward, his lips sealing with mine, his tongue sweeping right into my mouth.

Our lips separated as I snarled, releasing all the pent-up tension as—

Fuck!

I was coming.

Right into the condom inside Two.

No, fucking no!

The way Sy snickered, his breath hitting my lips, it was like he was laughing at me, like I’d come prematurely rather than having been working into this as we had.

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