Page 40 of Filthy Liar

“Shut up,” I scolded, not being able to help but smile about it.

“I got naked. It’s your turn,” he replied, tugging at my shirt. “I heard a good cure for a black eye is eating pussy.”

“Is that right? Doctor’s orders?”

“I even got a second opinion, and they agreed,” he chuckled, dropping his mouth to mine as his fingers dipped into my sweats and panties to push them down. I pulled my shirt over my head and kicked my pants off as he unclasped my bra, backing me towards the shower so he could turn the water on.

My hand wrapped around his cock and he instantly hardened, one of his hands going to my hair to keep my head back. His touch was gentle, but his kisses were hard, frying my damn brain as he tugged me into the shower with him.

He instantly dropped to his knees and licked my pussy, my hips jerking from the contact, and I had no idea how he wasn’t drowning since the water was raining down on his damn head.

“You always taste so fucking good,” he mumbled against me, grazing my clit with his teeth and sliding a finger inside me. My fingers tangled in his hair, my body begging for a release already as he focused on my clit, a stupidly attractive moan leaving him.

“Zav—”

“Hearing you beg me to make you come is so fucking hot,” he said as he came up for air for two seconds before adding a second finger and flicking his tongue back and forth over my clit until I almost collapsed, my hand pulling his head closer as I exploded.

I shoved my free hand over my mouth to muffle my cries, grinding against his face as I rode out my orgasm.

How could I be so satisfied but still crave more at the same time?

A shudder rolled through me as Zavier stood and wrapped his arms around me, lifting me so he could work his way inside my still pulsing pussy.

I couldn’t really help, so I locked my arms around his neck to hold on as he thrust into me.

“So. Fucking. Good.” I was pretty sure he was talking to himself, not me.

I fisted his hair to tug his head back so I could kiss him, his arms tightening a fraction as he let out a groan and slowed. He kept kissing me, his cock pulsing inside me as he stopped moving, both of us panting by the time he pulled back.

My legs shook slightly as he put me down, and he gently pulled me under the water more so he could help clean up the mess he’d made.

“I have no idea how I’m supposed to keep up with all four of you,” I admitted, earning a frown from him as his hand gently moved between my legs to wash me.

“You’re not here for our sexual entertainment. You sleep with any of us whenever you want, and that’s it.”

“I want to fuck you guys all the time, my body says no though,” I laughed, reaching out to wash his cock. He thrust into my hand, his lips skimming my forehead.

“Trust me, we want that too, but we also couldn't keep up.”

“How can I juggle my time evenly though? Do we start having gangbangs?”

“We can run a train through you if you want,” he grinned, his fingers brushing my clit. “I’m okay watching, so if you want to start trying more group activities?—”

“I want to try with all four of you, but I don’t know how that will work.”

Embarrassment washed through me at how dumb I sounded, but he started rubbing small circles on my clit, his voice low. “You’re not supposed to know things that you haven’t done before, Rae. Let us teach you and trust us to look after you.”

My eyes fluttered closed as he kept teasing me, and I had to grab his bicep to keep myself up as he pushed me over the edge again. It wasn’t as intense as the last one, but it still felt good.

“I love you guys so much,” I whispered as he let me recover, his eyes studying my face.

“Even Ander?”

I nodded, feeling a little awkward about it. “How do I tell him something like that? Will I freak him out? What if?—”

He chuckled, grabbing the body wash and washing me properly. “Just say it to him. You won’t send him running for the hills. Promise.”

I helped wash him too, and once we were both washed and dried, we headed naked into the bedroom to find clothes.

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