Page 86 of Destroying Everleigh

Fuck.

It actually felt good.

Ashton smirked at me, but it was hard to find any humor in this. My head was reeling with confusion, but also clouded with desire. My breathing grew deeper as he brought me closer to the edge, my dick hardening in his grip.

“Holy shit,” Jameson muttered.

I’d never even thought about being with a guy. Jamie and I have shared girls in the past, but we never touched one another. But right now, I wouldn’t even object if Ash wrapped his lips around my dick instead. He dropped his arm and threaded his fingers through Briley’s hair.

“Now suck. Without the teeth,” he reminded her.

She nodded, placing her hands on my thighs for support. She opened her tiny mouth, attempting to wrap it around me. But I wasn’t small, so she had to stretch pretty far. Her tongue slid along the underside of my dick, and I twitched inside her, my eyes finding Ashton’s again. Fuck. This was intense.

Just when she started bobbing her head, drool sliding down my base with the action, Ash slammed her head down, forcing me to the back of her throat.

My lips parted on a silent groan, my legs shaking with pleasure. Briley started gagging and spluttering, her nails digging into my thighs. “Breathe through your nose,” I told her, my voice coming out breathier than expected.

“That’s actually pretty fucking hot,” Jameson added, shifting forward so he could get a better look.

Ashton pulled her back a bit before slamming her back down, her throat constricting around me. A moan slipped past my defenses this time as her nose grazed my pubes. This had to be hurting her, and she’d definitely be feeling the effects in the aftermath, but screw it. She wanted to suck my cock so damn badly, here it was.

My mind flashed back to the party. When Jameson had been just as aggressive with Everleigh, and she’d taken it like a champ. Barely even choked, even when she was about to pass out from lack of oxygen. It was hot as fuck. My balls drew tight at the image, my breathing coming out in short, quick spurts.

Briley’s face was turning red, her body going rigid. Ashton released a loaded sigh, like her need for oxygen was a huge inconvenience. He jerked her off my dick and she sucked in a large breath of air, her chest heaving and her makeup running down her face. Just the sight of her had me going soft again.

“Ugh,” I groaned. “Fuck it. I can only pretend she’s someone else for so long.”

Ashton nodded. “I had the same problem. She doesn’t even have anything to look at.” He motioned toward the girl who was still working hard to catch her breath. “No tits and no ass. She’s not eventhatpretty.”

“I could have told you that.” Jameson shrugged.

Briley looked between me and Ash, her lower lip trembling. “I can do better.” Her voice was raspy from deepthroating me and her hand absently moved to rub her neck.

“That’s just depressing.” I snorted, looking over at Ash again. “I don’t want her anymore. You?”

“Nah. I think she served her purpose.”

Briley’s eyes widened, new tears beginning to form in her eyes. “But?—”

“Wait,” I said, gripping my dick. “Keep crying.” I started pumping myself up and down again. “That might do it for me.”

Jameson laughed, dropping back against the sofa. “You’re such an asshole.”

Maybe so. But seeing her in so much despair was kind of a turn on. Just something about her being utterly destroyed and humiliated had my dick hardening up again. The best part was that she could leave anytime she wanted to. We weren’t forcing her. But for some reason, she was still here. Like she was trying to prove something.

I grunted, fisting my cock even tighter as my gaze zeroed in on the tears streaming down her face. “Take her shirt and bra off.”

Ash glanced down at her. “Okay. But there isn’t much to see.” He knelt and tugged her shirt off, followed by her sports bra. He wasn’t wrong. They were two tiny mounds with even tinier areolas.

“Come here,” I panted, motioning for her.

Hesitantly, she crawled forward. She was still sniffling, tears dropping onto her chest. But there was also hope in her gaze, like this changed things. It didn’t. I reached forward and grabbed her breast. My finger flicked across her nipple, forcing it to harden.

Nope. Not enough.

I slapped her hard across the tit, making it jiggle. An ugly sob fell from her lips, causing my balls to tighten up.

“Fuck,” I groaned, looking over at Ash. “You’d have a better chance of getting me off than this bitch.” But her pain might help.

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