Page 42 of The Secret's Out

“You are?” she asked on a whisper.

“Yeah, sweetheart,” I said, steppin’ up to them. Pick moved back so Josie could see me. “Now the question is,” I began, but then leaned in to kiss her. Christ, when her tongue peeked out to touch my bottom lip, I deepened the kiss. She was more than ready for the next small stage. One hand grabbed her arse and I pulled her closer, a mew spilled from her mouth that was still attacking mine.

With regret, I moved my mouth from her lips to nibble down her neck. I gestured to Pick to move closer. He did. He stepped up to Josie’s other side and as her neck was arched for my kisses, Pick took her lips and she moaned. She was in the moment, feelin’ instead of thinkin’. If we could keep her there, she would love it.

Pullin’ my head back so I could watch Pick and Josie kiss, because it turned me the fuck on, again my dick grew with eagerness. Especially when I saw Pick’s hand move up her waist to run over Josie’s breast.

“Yes,” she mumbled against his lips and that, of course, gave him the sign to keep goin’. His hand quickly slid down and then up under her tee where he took her breast in hand.

His lips moved from her mouth. He rested his forehead against hers as their heavy breaths got under control.

“Maybe we should move this to the bedroom,” I suggested. Josie’s nod was subtle, but it was there. So Pick removed his hand and grabbed hers to lead her to her bedroom where I was already making my way down the hall. “I’m just gonna change my pants,” I said, moving into Parker’s room where Pick’s and my clothes were held.

“I’ll do mine when you get back,” Pick said, his voice deeper than usual, lust riding it.

After a quick change and clean up, I made my way into Josie’s room only wearing black boxers. I wasn’t sure Jose was ready to see me totally naked.

Motherfuckin’ God. When I walked in, it was to see them laying out on the bed. Pick had his upper body over Josie’s and his mouth was attacking hers again while his hand inched up her tee. Seeing them like that was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. But then Pick noticed my presence, he stopped and climbed off the bed.

“Just gonna change.” he smiled.

Before Josie’s fog could clear, I was over to that bed and hoping on it. “How you doin’, sweetheart?” I asked and lay down on the side closest to the door.

She didn’t answer, too in the zone. Her body was controlling what she was feelin’. So instead, she reached for me, her arm curving around my neck and pulling me down so our lips met. She kissed me and again my dick was hard in seconds. It wanted in her, but I had bad news for him because we weren’t goin’ there. This was about pleasuring her and nothin’ more. I’d already got off that night. It was Josie’s turn.

The bed dipped on Josie’s other side, lettin’ me know Pick was back. I looked up to see he was also only wearing a pair of black boxers.

“Precious,” he said. I shifted back so she could turn to him. “Are you wet, baby?”

“Y-yes,” she stuttered.

“Can I feel?”

Christ. Yes.

“I-I...”

“It’s okay, sweetheart. If you don’t like it or anything in any way, just let us know, yeah?”

She nodded slowly. I sent a chin lift to Pick before my lips went to her neck. She arched for me and while she was distracted by feelin’ my lips upon her, I lifted her tee up past her stomach and chest. Her handful of breasts were covered in her red lacy see-through bra. My dick jerked under my boxers because as I gently smothered her in kisses, I watched her boobs rise and fall rapidly. Red was my favourite colour on her pale skin.

Josie tilted her head back, her eyes closed tightly. I watched as Pick kissed her stomach and then his fingers trailed up her thigh still covered in her jeans. I stared intently as he undid her button and slowly slid down the zipper on her jeans, all while I kept her mind from going there with my lips, tongue and teeth. Once he had the zipper all the way down, he looked up and met my gaze. Fuck, we were both excited about this part. I could see Pick’s erection pressing against his boxers like mine was.

Moving my lips down to her chest, just above her breast, so I could watch more closely. Pick licked his lips. Yeah, fucker, I wanted a taste of her as well. His hand slowly slid between the gap her jeans made...and that was when she froze.

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