Page 103 of The Friend Zone

“I wish you could feel what I’m feeling,” Ryker growls, grinding his hips in perfect sync with the movements of Jagger’s head between her thighs. “Do you have any idea of how tight, warm and silky you feel? I never want to leave this little, perfect pussy.”

“Hmm,” Jagger moans. “She also tastes so fucking good.”

Ryker’s voice sounds strained when he speaks next. “Whatever you’re doing to her,” he grinds out. “Keep doing it, dude. Every time you suck on her, she gets wetter and softer.”

“I could kiss her sweet little pussy all night long,” Jagger says. “Does my mouth feel good through the lace, Nova?” he asks, biting into the fabric to lift it and then letting it snap back down onto her skin.

Bay’s answer is a frantic nod. “Yes, Yes.”

“Good girl,” Jagger praises her. “But this was just the appetizer. I think it’s time we get rid of these panties, so I can enjoy the main course. Do you want me to eat your bare pussy?”

She squirms, nodding desperately. “Please, Jagger. Please.”

It’s impossible to miss the way she tenses up when Jagger doesn’t make any move to take off her underwear.

“Fuck,” Ryker grunts. “She just clenched around me. That felt so fucking good. You almost made me blow my load.”

Jagger lifts the lace of Bay’s underwear off her hips, but stops mid-action. “Hmm, I can’t take your panties off with Ryker buried inside your pussy.”

“Yeah, you’re on your own there, buddy,” Ryker chuckles. “There’s no way in hell my cock is getting out of here any time soon. She just feels too good.”

Playing hockey isn’t just good to stay in perfect shape and for stamina. Hockey is excellent in honing your strategic thinking and quick decision making.

“I’ve got you both,” Jagger smirks.

He rips the thin lace on her hips with two sudden movements and then slides the garment off from between Bay’s legs.

“Jagger!” Bay gasps, as her ruined panties land on the floor, now a useless scrap.

“Fuck,” Ryker laughs. “That took some skills.”

“You two are going to destroy all my underwear,” Bay scolds them.

A look passes between my two friends. “We can buy you all the panties you want, Nova.” Jagger reassures her.

“Yeah. We could all go underwear shopping together. It could be fun.”

Bay opens her mouth to say something, but all that comes out of her mouth is a surprised, sexy little scream.

Jagger’s face is buried again between her thighs. I can’t see exactly what he’s doing, but the noises he’s making tell me he’slicking and sucking on Bay’s pussy in a hot, totally obscene, open-mouthed kiss.

“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.” Bay gasps, almost covering the noises Jagger is making with his mouth.

A knock on the door makes us all freeze.

“Hey Bay,” Tucker yells. “Is everything ok? If it’s another spider in your shower, I can come in and take care of it.”

I bite on my lips to stifle a laugh.

“Tell him to fuck off,” Ryker grunts, grinding into her as Jagger keeps working her with his mouth.

“Wait, is that Ryker?” Tucker asks.

Bay’s back is arched, her head resting on Ryker’s shoulders as he pushes her closer to Jagger’s mouth with every snap of his hips.

She opens her mouth, but nothing comes out other than a breathy, lust-filled moan.

“Yeah, it’s Ryker. Don’t worry, Tuck. I’ve got her.”

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