Page 86 of Dozer

Encourage by my words, she sucked more, holding her breath as I fucked her mouth. She gagged, slid her lips along the shaft, flared her nostrils with a deep inhale, then swallowed me deep again.

“You’re so good at sucking my dick.”

Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. Ragged breaths shuddered through her.

I lifted my gaze. Romeo leaned against the wall with a towel wrapped around his hips and watched. Water dripped from his hair and trailed along the muscular cuts of his torso. He wasn’t built like me. Romeo was tall and lean. They called him pretty boy for a reason.

I was road rough, scarred, and sharp edged. But I think we understood each other. I gulped more whiskey.

Spit trickled onto my balls. Shivers chased down my spine as the smooth heat of her mouth and throat surrounded my cock.

“Fuck, Pip.” She bobbed on my cock, gasping and gagging. “Suck me dry so I can watch Romeo eat your pussy without coming on myself. Do you want Romeo to suck your clit?”

She whimpered as her lips slid along my shaft.

“Do you think about him eating your pussy?”

“Yes, but it’s all twisted up with thoughts of you,” she said, then swallowed me again.

Romeo dropped the towel and stroked his length.

“I can feel how much you like my cock with the way you’re sucking me off. Does it make you wet to know we both want in your pussy?”

She moaned, and her slim fingers slid along my shaft, twisting and turning. Her other hand disappeared into the open fly of her jeans.

“Two fingers, baby. Show me how wet you are.”

She gulped a breath and continued to curl her tongue over and around the head.

“I’m going to come.” I gripped the bottle with one hand and fisted her hair with the other.

She slurped me deep, ripped her drenched fingers from her cunt, and offered them to me. I gripped her wrist and sucked her flavor. Nerves exploded, and my orgasm shot from my balls, firingthrough every synapse, sizzled along my spine, and surged through my cock.

Pippa kept me in her mouth, swallowing my cum, until I crashed on the other side of the white-hot release. I gasped a breath, hauled her onto my lap, and crushed her lips to mine.

“My turn,” Romeo said.

Pippa glanced over her shoulder. “Sorry, pretty boy, but it’s my turn.”

She slid from my lap. I jerked my jeans over my hips.

Pippa left her bra on the floor and walked to Romeo. Her long hair cascaded down her back to the two dimples above the worn blue jeans riding low on her hips and hugging her ass.

Romeo’s hands cupped the rounded cheeks and pulled her flush against his cock.

“Dozer isn’t the only one who likes watching,” he said and walked backward with her toward the bedroom.

She laughed. “I only want you and Dozer. Blade and Hana will have to find their own entertainment.”

I expected the surge of jealousy firing through me as I followed them into the bedroom…and the slow smoldering of lust and possessiveness heating the blood in my veins.

Romeo’s inked arms banded around her waist and supported her as her feet struggled to find the floor. He tossed her onto the bed and launched on top of her. He nipped at her hips and the tuck of her waist.

She grabbed his hair and pulled his head away from her as she laughed. “Dozer, don’t let him tickle me.”

Romeo growled and pinned her arms to the bed. He laved her beaded nipple. “He’s not going to help you.”

“He will.”

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