Page 146 of Sinners' Appetite
Within a few seconds, Dean loses all control and Malachi pulls back, allowing Dean’s come to spurt out straight into the air, landing on the whipped cream that’s left on his lower abdomen.
“You know what to do with all of that, don’t you—you little cum-slut,” Malachi hisses as he sticks his tongue out and runs it over Dean’s balls.
I lean down and lick up every drop, appreciating the fact that his come tastes so sweet mixed in with the whipped cream and melted sprinkles.
Once we’re done, I lay back in my spot and Dean sits up, groaning as he slides out of bed and heads into the bathroom. As he closes the door behind him, Malachi lays down beside me and leans over to kiss me passionately.
“Are you having fun, baby girl?” he asks, his voice low and soothing.
“I really am. Thank you for this.” I let out a soft moan as I close my eyes.
Next thing I know, I can’t stay awake any longer and I allow myself to drift off.
My eyes shoot open and I feel a hand wrap slowly around my neck before it slides down between my breasts all the way down between my legs.
When I turn to the side, I see that Malachi’s eyes are closed. Which means—that’s Deans hand.
“Good morning, princess,” Dean moans as he slips his fingers inside me, teasing my clit with his thumb as he thrusts his fingers in deeper and deeper.
“G-good mor—fuuuckkk…” I whimper as he sits up and pushes another finger inside me. He positions himself between my legs as I spread them wider, draping one right over Malachi’s legs.
“Take a deep breath for me, pretty girl,” he warns, twisting his hand while his fingers trace along the walls of my pussy. “I have just one more finger left to push inside.”
I toss my head back as he pushes the last finger into me, my pussy painfully stretching around him as he slowly thrusts from inside.
“Shit!” I cry out, causing Malachi’s eyes to flicker open. When he figures out what’s happening, he sits up and brings his mouth to my nipple, pinching the other with his fingers.
“We’re almost past the knuckles, baby. You’re stretching nicely for me.”
“You’re g-gonna make me c-come!” I squeal, feeling his knuckles push past my entrance.
The second that I feel the pop, Dean lets out a satisfied moan. “There she fucking is. God that’s fucking incredible.”
Malachi then lets go of my nipples, reaching one hand down to press his finger against my clit as Dean starts to fist-fuck my pussy so hard that the only sounds coming out of my mouth are desperate loud squeals.
“She’s almost there—I can feel it.”
“Fuuuckkk!” I let out a loud shriek before losing all control, coming so hard around his hand that he starts to snicker sarcastically.
“Good fucking girl. Look how messy you are.” He pulls his hand out slowly, then holds it up in front of me before bringing it up to his mouth, sucking each finger clean while his hungry eyes are locked on mine.
Whatever these two have planned for me tomorrow, I might have to take a rain-check on instead. I don’t know what Dean’s deal is with fisting my pussy, but the sensation it leaves behind is enough to slow my movements for a while.
Yet—I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I love being destroyed by these two.
“Whatdoyoutwohave in mind for today?” Nikki asks as she walks out of the bathroom wearing a bright yellow sundress and a matching bow for the back of her hair.
“Ripping that fucking sundress off of you—for one,” I groan, grabbing the clothes I need for after I’m done in the shower.
“Not this one, sir. I spent a lot of money on it. I had to wait six weeks for it to arrive in the mail,” she scoffs in a warning tone.
“Well—just so you know, that dress will be perfect for what we have planned for you tonight.”
“I thought I was in charge?”
“That was last night.”
