Page 45 of True Blue

“Words, baby,” I murmur.

“Yes,” she breathes as she steps out of her pants, and I toss them behind us. She stands before me in her black bra and teal underwear, and I take a moment to let my gaze travel over her, noticing goosebumps appear in its wake.

“Beautiful,” I say, still on my knees before her.

She closes her eyes and I stand, placing my hands on her waist and then sliding them down to the backs of her thighs. Her eyes fly open as I part her legs and lift, hoisting her up so that shewraps her legs around my waist, grabbing onto the back of my neck with a yelp. I turn and toss her onto the bed, watching her bounce a couple of times before sitting up and reaching back to rip her bra off.

Her breasts spill out in front of me, and I hear Bentley groan from behind me. I glance back, finding him in just his boxers, hand already moving beneath the waistband. I wink at him before turning back to Janette. “Impatient, Blue?”

“More like internally combusting. Get down here.” She reaches forward, popping the button on my jeans and ripping the zipper down in under a second. I start pushing them down my legs, but she reaches into my waistband, straight past my boxers and grips me tight in her soft palm. I grunt, stepping closer as she starts to stroke up and down my cock at a measured pace, staring up at me through her lashes.

My head tips back and I enjoy the feel of her touching me for a moment before I hear a throat clearing behind me. Shaking my head, I look back down at her, grabbing her wrist to stop her movements. “I’m supposed to be taking care of you, Blue. We’re following Bentley’s instructions, remember?” I pull her hand away, pushing her lightly back down to the bed and following as she crawls back from the edge. Every part of my skin touching hers feels on fire as I lay myself over her. My lips touch her collarbone, and she squirms, hand coming up and gripping my hair. She whines as I kiss and suck my way down her chest, bringing my hands up to cup her tits and massage them against my face.

I pull her nipple into my mouth and nip lightly, pinching her other one in my hands. A hard warm body lies over top of me, a chin nudging my hand away from the nipple I’m playing with. I open my eyes, moving my hand back as Bentley bends over me and sucks Janette’s free nipple into his mouth. He side-eyes mebefore grinding his hips into my back, making my eyes roll back in my head a bit.

Janette cries out, writhing beneath the two of us as she tries to get friction against her covered core. I slide my hand down the center of her sternum, letting it slowly trail down to the edge of her underwear.

Releasing her nipple, I drag in a heavy breath, pushing my fingers past the elastic barrier and across her damp skin.

“You’re going to need to get off me, if you want me to get her wet enough for you,” I say huskily, watching Bentley suck a hickey into the underside of her breast. I move my hand against her center, finding her clit with my middle finger as I hold her open with my index and thumb. I start to rub slow circles against her, using barely any pressure and Janette cries out, throwing her arm over her eyes and trying to catch her breath.

Bentley continues his assault on her skin, and she unfolds her arm, bringing her hand down to tug at the hair at the back of his head. He closes his eyes blissfully even as my scalp prickles in sympathy pain. Bentley releases her skin, licking over the purply red spot that blooms, his teeth marks stark white around the center. “You can be rougher than that, sunshine,” he whispers against her skin, eyes meeting her burning gaze from below. I groan, feeling my dick twitch at the look shared between them, still covered by my boxers against her thigh.

Bentley turns to me, grabbing the back of my head over Janette’s hand, now loosely resting there with her fingers weaved into my hair. He holds my head in place as he wraps around me from behind, kissing me soundly before biting the tip of my tongue.

“Hurry up,” he mumbles against my lips and pulling back to remove himself from the bed again.

I snort, looking back at him over my shoulder as Janette starts massaging my scalp. “Not going to happen. I’m going totake my time and you’re going to wait your turn.” His eyes narrow on me before I turn back around, feeling the sting of his palm against my ass, slightly dulled by the boxers protecting my skin.

I grunt and smirk up at Janette as she bites into her bottom lip and rolls her hips against my hand, still moving lazily in her underwear. “I’m team hurry up,” she whines, and I press against her clit, making her cry out again.

“You got it, Blue.” I kiss down to her stomach, dipping my tongue into her naval and pulling my hand away from her center. I move both hands to the sides of her hips, grabbing the edges of her underwear and rising up to pull them down her legs. She helps, widening her knees once they’re free. I kneel on the edge of the bed, looking down at her for a moment, completely naked and panting, skin flushed around her chest and neck. Bentley’s mark blooms across her skin and I make a note to leave one of my own somewhere before the night is over.

Placing my hands on her inner thighs and massaging them, I press her wider and scoot down so that my face is level with their apex. Her skin glistens with arousal, and her hands return to the back of my head, trying to push me forward as I start to lick around the edges of her skin. “Patience,” I murmur, letting the vibration of the word wash over her skin.

“If you don’t do something soon, I'm going to fucking die.”

I chuckle, licking up the center of her folds and parting her for me. She mewls and I meet her eyes over the length of her body. “Can’t have that,” I whisper.

“Quit teasing,” Bentley grumbles. Her eyes stray over to him behind us before her head falls back to the bed as I dive in. I start licking and teasing with the stiff end of my tongue, circling her entrance before trailing up to suck on her clit. Her taste floods my mouth, making me moan against her and continue to lap upall that I can get. She rocks against my face, muttering curses as I hold her legs wide, and they flex under my hands.

Janette climbs higher, muscles tensing beneath me before she shatters with a scream, hips spasming as her legs tense further. I drink up her cum, feeling it run down my chin and try to catch as much of it as I can against my tongue, slowly working her through her orgasm and bringing her back down.

She heaves air into her lungs as I sit back up, feeling on top of the world as we stare at each other. Her whole body goes slack against Bentley’s comforter, eyes barely open as a lazy smile paints her face.

“Fast enough for you?” I say, palming my crotch to try to ease the need to bury myself inside her. She stretches out beneath me, not bothering to answer as Bentley presses in against my back, chest warm and solid. He snakes his hand down my stomach and into my boxers, batting my own hand out of the way. I groan as he strokes me, spreading the leaking precum from my tip around the head of my cock. My eyes fall closed, and I lean my head back against him.

“Go sit over there and watch me fuck her,” he whispers in my ear, taking my earlobe in between his lips and sucking on it. I jolt, and he releases me, pushing me a little toward the corner of the bed. I scramble over Janette’s leg, turning to sit with my back against the headboard and watch them together. My hand goes to my straining dick, pushing my boxers down with my other hand to release it and slowly squeeze and pump myself.

Bentley slides into the space I left between her legs, sitting back on his knees and grinning wolfishly down at her. “Did he get you ready enough for me, sunshine?” She sits up on her elbows, muscles a little languid and shaky.

“When do I get to watch you two together?” she asks, trying to sound authoritative, but still breathless. I bark out a laugh, earning a glare over her shoulder.

“Next time,” Bentley promises and my stomach contracts at the idea. “Tonight’s about reassuring you, remember? How we doing so far?”

Janette falls back against the bed, breasts jiggling with the light impact. “Fabulously,” she says, tipping her chin up to look back at me and smile. I wink down at her, feeling my chest expand at her praise.

Bentley taps her thigh. “Good, now flip over.” She complies, moving her legs around his body and ending up facing me on her hands and knees, ass aligned with Bentley’s boxer covered crotch. She trails her eyes down my naked body, coming back up to watch me stroke myself and lick her lips.

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