Page 52 of Mayhem
Her eyes opened, and Cruz ran his thumb over her bottom lip. She took it into her mouth, sucking on it momentarily before releasing it and lowering her head again, taking one of his balls into her mouth.
She began to moan steadily, the vibration traveling through his balls to his dick. Cruz waited only a moment before pulling her up. He kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth and swallowing the moans slipping past her lips.
“That’s it, Maly. Be a good girl and cum for us,” Cruz spoke against her lips. “Cum all over his tongue. Let him taste it.”
Erin whimpered against his lips, and it was only a few seconds later that she was cumming, throwing her head back, “Fuck!” tumbling from her lips.
Cruz watched her try to move away from Paetyn; however, he brought his arms up, locking them around her thighs to keep her in place. She whimpered and tried again to pull away. Cruz kissed her again, speaking against her lips. “He isn’t finished, baby. Give him some more.”
They waited to see if she would give them a temperature. If she did, they’d give her a minute. Instead, Erin ran her tongue along his lower lip.
“Okay,” she responded, settling back over Paetyn’s tongue.
“Good girl,” Cruz praised before pulling away and leaving the bed.
Erin fell forward, forehead pressed against the bed as the sound of Paetyn eating her wet pussy, filled the room with her moans. Cruz went to his suitcase, unzipping the front pocket and pulling out a bottle of lube and a box of condoms. Six were in the box, but he knew Paetyn had a box in his suitcase in case they ran out.
He placed the bottle and box on the side table, and instead of getting back on the bed, he watched them, watched the way she moved against Paetyn’s tongue as the other man continued to keep her locked in place. Cruz watched them for several minutes, Erin’s legs shaking as she approached her next orgasm.
He went over and slapped her left ass cheek, causing her to jerk against Paetyn’s tongue. “Cum for us again, Maly.”
Just as she began to cum, Cruz spread her cheeks, swiping his tongue over her entrance. Erin gasped loudly, pulling away from them, breaking free of Paetyn’s hold, her chest rising and falling. He raised a brow at her with a smirk.
Paetyn sat up on his elbows, the bottom half of his face covered in her juices. He looked between the two of them. “What happened?”
Erin blinked a few times. “He…um…” she trailed off.
“I what?” Cruz questioned. He wanted to hear her say it.
Erin’s eyes widened as if she hadn’t expected him to want to hear the words fall from her lips. When Paetyn began to chuckle, Cruz knew he’d caught on to what happened.
“Did you not like it, Angel?”
“It just…caught me off guard.”
Cruz grabbed her ankle and pulled her back towards him as Paetyn wiped a hand over the lower half of his face, moving up the bed. “Then come here,” Cruz demanded, though he hadn’t given her a choice. “Turn over.”
Erin licked her lips before turning over. He pulled her onto her knees, spreading her cheeks and allowing a string of saliva to escape his lips, dripping between them. His tongue closely followed it, and again, she gasped as Cruz circled her entrance with his tongue. He planned on fucking her there tonight. He needed her nice and wet, so she’d open up easily for him.
He devoured her the same way he would eat her pussy, and after several long minutes, he stiffened his tongue, pushing the tip into her. She constricted around his tongue at the intrusion, and Cruz slipped one of his hands under her, circling his middle finger around her clit. If she was tensing at that small intrusion, he could only imagine what would happen when he slipped his dick in her. He needed her to relax, which he knew would take some time. Neither of them minded that fact. They would give her foreplay for hours if that were what it took to make her comfortable because they wouldn’t slide inside her until she was.
Paetyn sat against the headboard, listening to Erin’s moans filter throughout the room. Her taste was still present on his tongue and his lips. She moved toward him, and Paetyn watched Cruz place his free hand on her waist and pull her back.
Erin’s eyes locked with his. “Come closer, please.”
He did as requested, and no sooner than he had, Erin descended, taking him into her mouth, stopping only when she hit resistance.
“So polite, Angel,” Paetyn stated, and Erin moaned around his dick. Paetyn wasn’t sure if it was him calling her Angel while she had his dick in her mouth or if it was from Cruz’s tongue and fingers.
Either way, the vibration traveled through his dick, and he bit his bottom lip as he watched her. He brought his hand up to cup the side of her face, running his thumb over her cheek, and she slowly rose off his dick.
Erin kissed down his shaft; her soft lips felt like heaven against his dick. She gasped against it, and Paetyn slid his eyes to Cruz. Saliva dripped from the other man’s lips onto the finger he knew was just used to breach Erin’s entrance.
“Try to relax for him, baby,” Paetyn told her, running his thumb along her cheek.
He reached over to the bedside table, picking up the bottle of lube Cruz placed there. Paetyn caught the other man’s attention and then tossed it to him. Cruz sat it aside, his face disappearing behind Erin again, causing her to gasp before she moaned.
Paetyn slid closer to her, cupping the sides of her face, and as he leaned in to kiss her, Erin pulled away. He raised a brow at her, and she bit her bottom lip, glancing down as if she were thinking about something before her eyes met his again.
