Page 13 of Bump in the Night
Elliot
My cock is tenting my pants in a nearly obscene way, the full length pressing against the zipper like it’s a medieval torturedevice.
The condoms were a shock. When I saw them, my blood boiled. I saw red. Everything in the world narrowed down to Pumpkin and what the hell she thought she was doing. If she thought we were going to deliver her to some party to get groped and fucked by some dickhead, she was sorely mistaken about what John and my intentionsare.
Not on our watch. Not now, not yesterday, notever.
She’s ours – and when we unload our hot come inside her, we’re going to know it could be when we knock that pussy up. Tie her to us forever. Make her our womanofficially.It doesn’t matter who gets in there first. It’s going to beours.
I take off my jacket slowly as Pumpkin’s gaze travels over my body. She licks her thick, fuckable lips and her eyes are half-hooded and hazy with lust. Her cheeks and lips are so damn pink. I know her nipples will be the same color, and her pussy,too.
I’ve dreamed about this too long to make it quick. I know once I slip my cock between those pink lips I’ll be done for. Once I slip my cock inside her pussy, or her ass, it will be the nail on thecoffin.
Better to make herbeg.
Better to make her whine andwhimper.
There’s a devil on my shoulder telling me to make her sob with need. I’m a possessive bastard, so I flick the devil away. This is only for John and me. The devil can’t watch. Even our maker needs to cover hiseyes.
I drop my jacket on the floor and John sits Pumpkindown.
Dragging the panties down Pumpkin’s legs for the first time will be the scene playing in my head when I’m on my deathbed. Dragging them down her legs will also be the last thing I do before I’m torn from this world, I’ll make damn sure ofit.
“Oh, Baby Girl, this pussy isverywet,” I grunt, sliding one finger up through her crease. Her bare mound makes me growl, but her legs are still pushed together. For now, I’ll allow it. I’ve never seen anything so perfect and smooth. “Why so damnwet?”
“Because I need you,” she mewls as John drops to his knees next to her. He covers her mouth and I watch as their tongues dance together. Shit, I’m so fucking hard. My balls are boiling with come and I need to put all of it inside Pumpkin. I stroke my cock through my pants and her eyes are transfixed on me as John moves his lips down the column of herneck
I kneel before Pumpkin. She’s squealing and squirming in John’sarms.
“Spread those sweet legs for us,Princess.”
She opens her legs and I catch a groan in my throat. She’s so pink and wet, with her trembling desire dripping down the insides of her thighs. I grab her ankles and give them a tug so she’s laying against John’schest.
Pumpkin’s eyes grow wide and her pupils dilate like she’s taken something – a powerful drug, something that causes addiction and is bad foryou.
“This is all for you, Princess,” I grunt as I stroke myself. I can see that she wants to touch it. As if she tears the thought from my mind, she reaches out and tries to do justthat.
“Keep her still,” I tell John. He takes her hands behind her back and binds them there with one hand. He whispers in her ear to make sure it’s okay with her – and she nods frantically, her eyes shut tight. His other hand finds one of her big tits, then the other, alternating between them as he nibbles on her earlobe. Pumpkin’s chin tips up and her lips open. She squirms in John’s lap. He pulls her closer to him and her eyes pop open in surprise as she finds his cock under herass.
I pry her legs open and rake my fingers up the insides of herthighs.
“Elliot, please,please,” she hisses, her eyes watching as my handsmove.
“What’s the matter, Princess? Tell your men what youneed.”
“I need you to touch it, Elliot. Please,” she whines, wiggling in John’s arms. She lets out an impotentmoan.
“Touchwhat,Pumpkin?”
“M-my pussy, Elliot,” she cries. “Please. I need this feeling tostop.”
“Never,” John whispers against her ear, “it’s never going to stop. We’re going to keep you wet and needy from now on, Princess. Isn’t that right,partner?”
“That’s right,” I growl. “We are going to treat this little pussyrealgood – and you’ll come when we say you’re good and fuckingready.”
I wind my arms around her legs and over the tops of her thighs. Her legs quiver in my arms as I throw her knees over my shoulders. I inhale her. This is the sweetest pussy increation.
“Oh, my God – please, Elliot, I can’t take itanymore.”
