Page 58 of Filthy Liar

He rested his hip against the sink, watching us with hunger. “I could watch you two fuck all day. There’s something extra naughty about it.”

Reid didn’t startle at the sound of his voice, so he must have heard him come in.

“Stop staring at my ass.”

“It’s so juicy looking,” Logan deadpanned, his eyes not leaving mine. “You going to take his load, Rae? You want him dripping out of you?”

I moaned, clinging to Reid as he fucked me harder, and I’d barely come before he was slowing and coming himself, his lips finding mine again as we caught our breaths.

“I love you,” he whispered, a small smile tugging at my lips.

“I love you too.”

“This is cute and all, but can you clean her up so I can dirty her up again? I want in that ass,” Logan chuckled, already grabbing a towel to get ready for me.

I rolled my eyes, being careful not to fall on my ass as Reid helped me to my feet.

“It’s just a butt.”

“Yeah, your butt. Gimme.”

“Wash the conditioner out,” Reid chuckled when I went to step out of the shower. “And the cum from your pussy.”

My cheeks heated but he didn’t comment on it, turning me and helping me rinse my hair. I jerked as his hand slipped between my legs when he was done, amusement on his face that told me he knew exactly what he was doing.

“I can’t believe you two. I wasn’t allowed to fuck her until she was ready, and you snuck in here without me,” Logan sighed, opening the towel as Reid let me past, wrapping me up and hugging me. “The betrayal, guys.”

“You’ll be gentle, right? You can get a little bit carried away when you’re passionate about something,” I said a little warily, making him frown.

“Of course. I’d never hurt you.”

“No, I know. I just?—”

“I’ve got you,” he promised, grabbing a second towel to start drying my hair. “Let’s get you dry, then I’ll make you wet all over again. Deal?”

He was ridiculous and I loved it.

* * *

My body was on fucking fire. Logan had barely finished drying my hair before he was on me, his hands all over me as he walked backwards towards the bedroom, bringing me with him.

Someone snorted with amusement as we passed the guys, but we didn’t pull apart.

He was devouring me.

I yanked at his clothes, definitely ripping his shirt slightly as I got it over his head, my fingers instantly dropping to the waistband of his pants to push them down his legs.

He thrust into my hand as I curled my fingers around his cock, precum smearing on my stomach.

“You’re dripping for me,” I murmured, making him shudder.

I dropped to my knees, stroking him as I sucked the head into my mouth. His fingers instantly tangled in my hair, holding it in a ponytail in one hand to stop it falling over my face.

I let go with my hand so I could swallow him deeper, and he groaned as he thrust down my throat a little harder.

The gag that left me only made him go harder, and I had to hold onto his thighs to brace myself.

“What a good girl,” I heard Ander drawl from close by, my pussy clenching at his tone.

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