Page 105 of Whips and Chains
I allowed myself to go a little faster, a little harder, thrusting into her mouth until the leash I kept myself on was ready to snap.
Her moans of encouragement didn’t help.
Though maybe the noises she was making were more courtesy of what Levi was doing between her legs.
Fuck. I didn’t want to come in her mouth. I wanted to feel that perfect pussy clench and pulse around me.
I pulled out before I could come, breathing hard, giving myself a break to get my shit under control. I got behind her, lifting her so she was sitting.
Levi raised his head from between her thighs, his lips glistening with her arousal. He kissed her hard, grabbing the back of her neck and slamming his mouth down on hers, making her taste herself on his tongue.
She didn’t seem to mind. She crawled forward onto her knees, and he mirrored, the two of them now kneeling on the bed, his arms wrapped around her while they kissed, hers dragging down his pants to free his erection.
I leaned on the headboard and picked up my beer from the bedside table, taking a long swallow while I watched them, because if I so much as even thought about my own dick right now, I knew I would come.
I didn’t want to. Not yet. I wasn’t done playing with her.
Or done watching him.
He grabbed two handfuls of her ass, fingers kneading and molding her cheeks, dragging her closer to him, until he settled on his ass.
She instantly spread her legs, straddling him, and sank down on his cock.
They both shouted at the fast engulfing of his dick.
Jealousy surged inside me, but I knew if that had been me, I would have come instantly and then this would have been over.
I didn’t want it to be over. I didn’t want them to realize she was just as in love with him as he was with her. I didn’t want Levi to storm off again and pretend there wasn’t some sort of fucking chemistry between us that had me wanting his body as much as I wanted hers.
I’d walked away from hundreds of naked, warm, willing bodies over the years and never thought anything of it.
But walking away from the two of them didn’t feel possible.
So I sat there, watching them move together, watching them kiss, watching them fuck, and drank my beer.
God, they looked good together. Levi’s tattooed arms a stark, dark contrast to Violet’s unmarked skin. He dragged his hands up and down her back, pushing them up into her hair, and pulling it, tilting her head back to give him better access to her throat. He licked and kissed his way across it while she rode him,her rounded ass rising and falling as she impaled herself on him over and over.
It wasn’t long before he was demanding her lips again though, and together they fell back on the mattress, kissing wildly, her chest pressed against his.
It gave me the best fucking view of her ass, and every time she rose off him, I caught a glimpse of his thick, glistening cock, her pussy stretched around it.
She trailed her lips off his mouth and buried her face in his neck.
His gaze skated down her back and straight onto me.
Neither of us turned away. Violet moaned and writhed between us, but the heat between Levi and me was just as scalding.
“Fuck,” I groaned, kneeling.
I wanted in.
In her.
In him.
Fuck.
The drink in my hand felt like the only thing grounding me. It was almost empty, only a few mouthfuls left. I had no idea what possessed me to do it, but I rolled the lip of the bottle along Violet’s spine.
