Page 97 of Sinners' Appetite
Once it becomes too much, Dean pulls back and I divert my attention to Nikki’s pussy that’s leaking so much of Deans come that it’s pooling beneath where she’s sitting.
I push her back into the couch, spread her legs wide open and dive down to lap up the rest of their mixture.
When I’m ready to swallow it down my throat, Nikki grabs my head and pulls upward. “Let me see it on your tongue…” she hisses.
I stick my tongue out, lean over her mouth as she holds it open and spit the mixture into her mouth, grabbing hold of the front of her throat. “Swallow for me, baby girl.”
She slowly closes her mouth and swallows, sticking her tongue out after to show me that its all gone.
“Fuck, baby girl. You did so good,” I groan, kissing her lips before standing back up to smack Dean’s bare ass.
“You two are fucking relentless…” she sighs, reaching for her t-shirt on the floor.
“Get used to it, baby girl.” I smirk. “We’re nowhere near done with you yet.”
“I could live inside that pretty little pussy,” Dean groans before he pulls his pants up and walks off toward the bathroom.
A little while later, he comes walking out, motioning for Nikki to come to him. When she gets to the bathroom door and peaks inside, she smiles and lets out the most adorable little squeal.
“You ran a bath for me?”
“It’s the least I could do,” he says, his voice comforting and warm.
I loved the thought of sharing her with him, but—I can’t help but feel like there might be more to it than just sharing the woman I’m madly in love with.
I’d be perfectly fine if it stayed like this.
The three of us.
“Howdoyoufeel,princess?” Dean asks me as I walk into the kitchen, wrapped in a towel.
“Amazing! Thank you, again. That was super sweet of you,” I shyly reply.
“No problem. Can I get you anything?”
“I’ll definitely take a piece of that pie now,” I grin.
“I guess we forgot about it, hey?”
“Is it still in the living room?”
He nods. “I’ll go get it. The couch might not be the best place to eat it now.” He laughs.
When he comes back into the room, without Malachi following along behind, I get up from the island and peek around the corner to see if he’s still in there. I look to the couch we were just on and where Sammi and Jeremy were, but the room is completely empty.
“Where did Malachi go?” I ask.
“He ran down to Sammi and Jeremy’s cabin to fix their porch light.”
“Oh—Sammi is scared of the dark…” I giggle.
A few moments of silence pass as Dean cuts me a piece of pie, along with one for himself and sits down beside me at the island. I section off a piece with my fork, but before it makes it to my lips, Dean grabs the fork instead, slowly bringing it up to my lips.
I open my mouth, with my eyes held on his as I wrap my mouth around the fork.
“You should be treated like fucking royalty after doing what you just did for us,” he whispers.
I moan as he slips the fork out of my mouth. “I’m not sure that I can handle doing that again anytime soon. I feel like I just got ripped in half.” I smirk.
