Page 119 of Mayhem
“You sound so good, begging me to cum while I’m balls deep inside of you,” Paetyn spoke with a groan as he felt her begin to clench around him.
They had been serious when they told her she couldn’t cum, and as much as he wanted to keep fucking her and cause her to rain all over his dick. Paetyn decided he would give her a slight reprieve. Though it was more so to deny her the orgasm, he knew she wanted and would take without permission if push came to shove.
Paetyn pulled her off his dick, placing her on the seat beside him. He ran his hand up her neck before gripping her hair and pulling her head back slightly.
“Taste yourself,” he demanded, watching Erin lick her lips.
Paetyn released her, and Erin leaned over, swirling her tongue around the head of his dick, her hand gripping the base. She moved down, licking up the length of his shaft before taking his dick into her mouth. She went halfway down, stroking the other half with her hand.
Leaning his head back, Paetyn allowed her to work. She had a certain way she liked to suck his dick. A particular way, she liked to please him, and it hadn’t taken him and Cruz long to realizeshe pleased them differently. She’d found a way she enjoyed, which Paetyn was sure they enjoyed even more.
She’d been bobbing up and down on his dick for a few minutes, taking more of him each time she went down when the windows rolled down. The sound of it immediately had her releasing his dick.
“Cruz, what are you doing? We’re going to get a nice big ticket for indecent exposure.”
“I’m rich,” Cruz stated, and Paetyn laughed.
“Would you talk some sense into him?” Erin then questioned her attention on him.
Paetyn leaned in, pecking her on the lips. “Give them a good show, baby,” he told her, lacing his fingers in her hair and pushing her back down on his dick. Stopping momentarily when he hit the back of her throat. “Take it for me, Angel.”
Paetyn felt her swallow as she exhaled through her nose, and he felt himself slip down her throat. He groaned, his hands tightening in her hair before he realized he may have been hurting her and let go.
Erin continued sucking his dick, taking him deeply each time, and Paetyn watched her as she pulled moans from him. Each time she came up, she would swirl her tongue around the head of his dick before taking him back down her throat.
“Fuck, Angel,” Paetyn moaned.
The car stopped, and Paetyn looked up to find them at a traffic light. The windows went up, and he knew he and Cruz had the same thought. It was one thing for them to be mobile and someone driving past seeing them momentarily. However, being idle at a light was not ideal because neither of them wanted another man openly eyeing their girlfriend.
Paetyn began to lift his hips, rolling them each time she came down, and she was taking him so well, but then again, she always did.
“You’re such a good girl, Maly. Taking Paetyn between those pretty little lips,” Cruz spoke, glancing at them from the rearview mirror, and Erin keened around Paetyn’s dick. The vibration went straight to his balls, and he had to breathe from his stomach to calm himself.
It hadn’t taken them long to realize Erin had a praise kink. It was, however, a surprise to them that she hadn’t known that was what it was. Though he would attribute that to the men she’d been with not being worth shit.
They were pulling into the garage a few minutes later, and the last thing Paetyn wanted to do was remove his dick from between her lips, but he knew that he could do everything he wanted when they got her inside. So, he slowly pulled her off his dick, and she released him with a slight pop.
Cruz opened the door, leaning in to scoop Erin out as Paetyn slid out on the other side. He didn’t bother tucking himself away. He’d be naked within the next few minutes.
“Take her to the playroom,” Paetyn stated after placing his thumb on the reader at the door and opening it to let Cruz carry Erin in.
“Yours or mine?” Cruz questioned.
“It doesn’t matter,” Paetyn returned, and he followed Cruz through the kitchen. When the other man took a left, Paetyn knew they were going to his playroom, if for no other reason than it was closer, and Cruz’s was on the other side of the house.
Paetyn turned the light on as Cruz carried Erin to the bed and placed her on it. The two of them stood at the end of the bed before her, and Paetyn began to unbutton his shirt. Erin’s eyes volleyed between him and Cruz as the other man also began to undress.
They would show her exactly what happened when she flirted with another man, when he eyed what was theirs.
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Cruz slowly unbuttoned his shirt while Erin’s eyes volleyed between him and Paetyn. He knew she didn’t want to miss a minute of the show they were putting on for her, and they usually would have done so separately. Simply because she liked to watch them undress as much as they liked to watch her.
However, she would not be getting that from them at the moment. Neither was in the mood to cater to her every want tonight because it wasn’t about that. This was punishment, and all three of them knew it.
He was pissed when he saw her leaning over the counter the way she had been, talking to the young cashier. She may not have been flirting with him, but the way the young man stared at her left no doubt that he was flirting. Which Cruz felt she should have put an end to immediately.
Removing his shirt, he tossed it to the side, and Erin’s eyes flickered to where it landed briefly before returning to him as he unbuckled his belt, pulling it from his pants. He tossed it in the general direction of his shirt and began to remove his pants. Having already toed his shoes off and kicked them to the side.
