Page 48 of Whips and Chains
His dick was hard behind his pants, the sizeable bulge straining at his fly.
Mine matched. I was so damn hard it hurt.
Almost as much as the raw wound inside me that had opened up tonight.
I undid the button on my pants. Unzipped them. Pushed my hand inside and let my cock free.
I needed release. If it wasn’t going to be blood, it was going to be cum.
Deliberately ignoring Levi, I watched Violet on the screen, my breaths increasing as she and X moved around the room, and he positioned her to ride his cock cowgirl style so she was facing the cameras, nowhere to hide.
Moisture beaded at my tip, a silky slick arousal building there at the sight of her lowering herself down, inch by inch onto another man, and then riding him, her fingers digging into his thighs while she bounced up and down.
Her tits were full and perfect, bobbing with each rock of her wide hips.
She lost herself in the rhythm, and I lost myself in the vision, pleasure shooting from deep in my balls and right through the rest of my body.
“If you keep making noises like that when I touch your ass, Violet, I swear to God, I’m not going to be able to stop myself from fucking you there right now, right here.”
Levi groaned beside me, and I snuck a glance over at him, already knowing that in the darkened shadows at his end of the couch, he was doing the same thing I was.
If X took Violet’s ass, I was going to come instantly. There was no way I could watch him fuck her there, in that tight little hole I wanted so desperately around my dick.
It was bad enough watching the slide of her pussy, stretched out around him, his dick glistening with how wet she’d made him.
I needed more. More than just my fucking hand around my cock. It wasn’t enough.
I needed someone else’s touch.
“Levi,” I groaned, pumping my cock slowly.
It took me a good second to realize I’d said his name out loud.
I looked over at him.
And all I got was heat in return.
Fuck.
But he was planted to his seat. His dick hard in his hand, his gaze on me, watching every move I made with a fire in his eyes I couldn’t deny.
But he was stiff as a fucking board. Frozen in place by his name on my tongue while we watched porn together and tried to pretend there wasn’t something more in the air between us.
How quickly the urge to kill became the urge to fuck.
I shifted across the bench, drawn to him like a magnet, one I couldn’t fight and didn’t want to.
He didn’t move away. Didn’t stop me.
I inched in, my gaze on the screen, watching X finger fuck Violet’s ass while she rode his cock, each slap of their bodies meeting only pushing me closer to the other man in the room.
Levi’s heavy breaths matched mine. The two of us sitting side by side, so close now our arms brushed, both of us jerking off, our rhythms finding a matching pace, even though neither of us were looking at each other.
My balls tightened, a need to come burning inside me but unable to escape.
Violet panted on the screen, her moans filling my ears.
I wanted to touch her so fucking bad.
