Page 40 of Mayhem
“Spread your legs for him, Angel,”Paetyn commanded, and Erin did as he requested. Paetyn leaned down and whispered, “That’s a good girl.”
Erin moaned at his words, and Cruz took in her glistening pussy, the neat little shapely triangle on her mound. She was wet for them. Ready for him to taste her, feast on her until the only thing he tasted on his tongue for days to come was her pussy. Leaning in, he swiped his tongue up her slit slowly, tasting the evidence of her arousal.
The sound she released had Cruz gripping her thighs tighter, this time, diving between her folds with his tongue, seeking out her clit.
The second taste of her on his tongue had Cruz forgetting his destination, instead moving down to slide his tongue inside of Erin. He’d imagined what she would taste like, the feel of her pussy on his tongue. Cruz’s mind had conjured some of the most incredible things, yet it hadn’t done her justice.
Erin tasted reminiscent of the first time Cruz had cotton candy on his tongue: sweet, satisfying, andlasting even when it evaporated. She tasted like the best wine aged to perfection, washing over his tongue. Of pure honey in its most succulent form. Erin, on his tongue, tasted like decadence…like anaddiction.
The moan that left her lips as his tongue took its first real taste was enough to have Cruz pushing further, circling his tongue slowly. Her moans filled the quiet room, dancing off the walls like the melody of a song, and he wanted to hear more of it.
Cruz looked up at her as he worked his tongue, touching as deep as he could with it, tasting everything that overflowed for him. He hadn’t even been sampling her long, and her eyelids were hooded, deep brown eyes watching him, taking him in, and he wanted her to watch, to keep her eyes on him as he gave her what she’d asked them for.
His tongue flicked inside of her, keeping the pace slow, languid. Cruz had no intention of her cumming too soon. The moan that left Erin’s lips was cut off by her biting her bottom one. That was unacceptable because while this was about her, she wouldn’t take away hearing her moan for them.
Cruz tapped Paetyn’s left leg twice, having no desire to pull his tongue from Erin’s pussy, but he also wasn’t going to let her continue to silence herself. He watched as Paetyn placed his chin on Erin’s shoulder, reached up with his thumb, and removed her bottom lip from between her teeth.
“Let us hear those pretty little moans,”Paetyn stated, his hands going to cup her breast. “Don’t you want us to know how good you feel?”he asked as he ran his thumbs over her nipples.
Erin moaned, her eyes fluttering, and Cruz understood why Paetyn wanted to watch first. It seemed their woman had a praise kink, but Cruz was willing to bet she didn’t know it.
“Use your words, Angel.”
“Yes,”Erin moaned out. “Yes, I want you to know.”
Cruz flicked his tongue at the same time Paetyn pinched one of her nipples, and he watched Erin’s stomach dip, her eyes closed briefly before opening again as another moan filtered into the air.
He continued to fuck her with his tongue, his eyes volleying between her eyes and Paetyn’s hands teasing her hardened nipples. The visual imagery of Paetyn’s hands contrasting against her breast had Cruz envisioning the contrast of his dickagainst her carob skin as it slid in and out of her. The image caused him to stiffen his tongue, fuck her with it faster.
Erin’s legs began to shake slightly, and Cruz felt her start to contract around his tongue. She was close to cumming, and while that was the goal, he wasn’t about to give it to her so soon.
Cruz slowly pulled his tongue from her pussy, causing Erin to let out a whine, and he almost dove back in because fuck if that sound wasn’t just as much of a turn-on, just as alluring as her moaning. Instead, he spread her lower lips with his index and middle finger.
Erin’s arousal glistened at him, spoke, and beckoned him, and Cruz had every intention of claiming every drop of it. He flicked the tip of his tongue lightly over her clit before blowing on it.
“Please,” Erin breathed.
“Please, what? What are you asking for, Maly?”Cruz questioned before flicking his tongue over her clit again.
Erin swallowed, shaking her head. “I…I don’t know.”
“Sure, you do,”Cruz responded.
“Tell us what you want,”Paetyn commanded, tweaking her nipple.
“To cum. Please, make me cum.”
Cruz already planned to do that, and since she hadn’t explicitly asked him to make her cum right then, he would take his time. He took her clit between his lips and sucked it, pulling a deep moan from her as his name tumbled from her lips.
“Cruz,” Erin moaned, her eyes on him, and the desire dancing in them had him almost saying fuck it and letting her burst all over his tongue.Almost.
“You make such sweet noises, Angel.”
“Fuck, that sounds so dirty,”Erin responded.
Cruz watched Paetyn bite her earlobe before questioning, “What does?”
“Mm…you calling me Angel when Cruz has his mouth on my pussy.”
