Page 25 of Tangled Desires

Jude: How did you not look? Surely, you know the difference.

Trent: Wait till the girls get ahold of this information. You’re fucked, my guy.

Johnny: You can’t tell the difference between a dick and a pussy?

Luke: I have pamphlets at the office to help you with this kind of thing.

Matthew: I can’t believe what I’m seeing.

I shake my head. The range of being roasted goes from bad to worse. I type out a quick response.

Me: Fuck you all. I’m not a Peeping Tom. You all are a pain in my ass.

Jude: Payback’s a bitch. You had this coming.

Asher: The almighty Jagger has a lot of explaining to do after Briar’s recital. Good luck.

“I never should have told the guys about Shadow. The amount of shit I’m getting and will get for years to come, it’s gonna be a shit show.” I walk out of the bathroom buck naked, ready to have Lyric beneath me. I’m still looking at my phone and not looking up. When I do,motherfucking fuck,I’m not prepared.

“Lyric.” My phone drops to the ground, making a thud on the floor. I don’t give a shit if it shatters into pieces. The vision in front of me is all I care about.

“I saw this in a magazine I was reading. Do you think can we try it?” She’s lying across the bed, head near the bottom edge, completely bare, feet planted apart, thighs open, andpinching her nipples. My cock instantly hardens. My hand grabs ahold of it, slowly stroking my shaft as I approach the bed, more than ready.

“We’ll do anything you want, gorgeous. Slide down further. Keep working your pretty nipples. Open your mouth, and I’ll feed you my cock.” Lyric’s eyes close, lips pursing together. A flush coats her cheeks to her neck and to her chest.

“Jag,” she purrs, licking her lips once she’s in position. I’m right there with her, my hand going beneath her neck, holding her steady as I drag my dick along the seam of her lips. Her tongue slides out to lick her lips, causing my balls to draw tight.

I watch as she traces my head. Wetness coats it, and she leaves no part untouched while I allow her to have her way. Lyric’s mouth engulfs my tip, sucking me so hard I have to lock my knees to stay standing. Her hands slide up the back of my thighs, softly at first, until I feed her more of my length, then the tips of her nails depress into my skin. I ease out a bit. “You need a breather, tap my leg, okay?”

She hums around my dick in acknowledgement, making me lose myself a bit more. My gaze lingers on her body. The curves of her breasts lift with each breath, berry-ripened nipples pebbled into tight buds. If I thought I could keep my cock in her mouth while sucking on them, I would. The thought of losing her sucking me makes me pause. Her hips flare out, giving me something to grip as I’m sinking inside her.

“Giving you more, Lili.” She swallows around me. My eyes close, and I breathe through my nose and clench myjaw. Christ, she may lack in experience, but she makes up for it with effort. Her scent surrounds us, warm, deep, raw. I can smell her hunger coming off her in waves. My focus bounces from watching Lyric’s lips surrounding my dick to her tits that bounce with every flex of my hips. I’m unable to keep my hands to myself, I cup them, thumbs sliding over her nipples as I watch what it does to her. Her legs rub together, trying to find relief. The lips of her pussy are so slick, her juices are coating the insides of her thighs.

“Spread your legs, Lyric. I’m going to eat you while you suck my cock.” I drop down, my body lying along hers, being careful not to press down too much. She’s already in a precarious position. Restricting her air flow is the last thing I want to do.

“Hmm.” Fuck me. I pull in and out for another moment, making sure she’s good with what we’re doing. Not once has she so much as tapped me to tell me to give her a reprieve.

I lick my lips, ready to have the sweetest taste on my lips, to bury my head between her thighs, have her pressing into me all while she’s engulfing my dick. She gets more into it, lifting her head up to take more of my length, but there’s no way I’ll be coming before my woman. My tongue drags around her clit, focusing on what she likes, circling it clockwise and counterclockwise. A shiver takes hold of her. I move down, getting a taste directly from the source, the deeper the fucking richer. She drenches me with each forward and backward stroke of my tongue sinking into her pussy. I bring my fingers into the mix, one then two, knowing Lyric likes it when I’m stretching her. My mouth wraps around her clit, taking deep pulls and feeling her suckharder on my dick. I flutter my fingers back and forth, opening them and closing them, working her inner muscles. It’s only when her body locks up that I back my mouth off her clit. I use the palm of my hand instead, keeping the momentum going. Our combined sounds of wetness, skin again skin and our labored breathing have me ready to blow.

“Christ, look how pretty you are. Soaked, taking my fingers while doing the same to my cock. You need to get there, gorgeous, and fast.” I grind the palm of my hand down, rubbing it around and around. Lyric’s muscles grow taut, toes pointing, and she stops sucking me for me for a moment while her orgasm takes hold. I don’t stop my movements, not until she’s completely wrung dry from coming.

She only lies still for a moment. I’m more than ready to pull out and wrap my hand around my dick to finish the job when I feel light lapping of her tongue. Not once does she back off. She gets back into it, moaning, slurping, and getting me ready to fucking blow.

“Suck me down, Lyric, swallow it all.” I stand up, barely able to find my footing I’m so goddamn close. One of her hands moves away from my thigh. I’m ready to move quickly if she taps out. But she doesn’t. Instead, she cups my balls, rolling them around in the palm of her hand. “Fuck, I’m coming, Lili, right the hell now.” I keep my focus locked the hell down, watching her lick me clean, not letting a drop go to waste. The minute she pulls back, I’m helping her up, step back, hands going under her back, sit down beside her on the bed, and pull her into my lap.

“Wow, that was really hot,” she says, shocking the hell out of me.

“You good? Light headed? Anything like that?” I ask, worried she’ll have some kind of lingering effects.

“No, I’m good. Are you?” She moves until she’s straddling my lap. Her hot pussy comes in contact with the underside of my cock. The damn thing just had the best head of his life and still won’t go down.

“Never fucking better,” I reply. She lifts up on her knees. I assume she’s going to drop down on my cock, but she does the complete opposite, pressing her lips against mine, tasting herself on me, and when I deepen the kiss, I’ve got no problem doing the same. We go hot and heavy for a few minutes. Lyric’s nipples skate over the hair on my chest, buzzing with vibrations. I’m about to stand up, let her back meet the mattress, and have her again, when she pulls back.

“I think we need another shower.” She hops off my lap and runs to the bathroom, and I get another great fucking view of her ass jiggling with each movement. My cock bobs against my abdomen, and there’s no way I won’t be taking her in there, too.

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LYRIC

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