Page 80 of A Little Bit Reckless
I wouldn’t think about that. I wasn’t going to ruin this moment. This moment, right here, was on my terms, and I liftedon my knees as Bru opened his mouth for Wells. Wells pushed Bru on his cock before Bru could take the action himself.
Bru’s eyes expanded. Right away, he gagged, but relaxed into the blowjob as Wells pushed his fingers through Bru’s hair.
I was so wet.
I couldn’t help it watching the two of them. As Bru sucked, he hugged himself against Wells like this was the greatest gift. Like Wells was giving Bru something that Bru truly wanted. Bru groaned, and, though Wells did too, I noticed Wells’s eyes were on me. Wells was watching me while he slowly thrust into Bru’s mouth. Like it wasmy mouthWells was fucking.
I wanted to taste him myself. I didn’t know how, but I wanted to try.
“Let her try,” Wells said as if he heard my thoughts. He pulled Bru’s mouth off him with a pop, and Bru had a haze in his eyes I recognized as lust.
“Can I taste her while she tastes you?” Bru asked, looking so needy, so hot. The fire from the fireplace gleamed off his massive chest, and his throat worked before he faced me. “I want to taste her again, please.”
I seriously thought I was going to come. I was going to and nothing had even happened yet.
All Wells said was “we’ll see” before stepping in front of me. His dick was slick from Bru’s saliva and probably precum. Wells stroked himself. “She tastes me first.”
She tastes me first.
I moved quickly on my knees to do so. I grabbed Wells’s hips, but he held me back by my throat again.
“What do you say,” Wells stated, but the look in his eyes was so hungry, wanton. Like it was taking everything in him to pace this, pace himself. “What do you say since I’m giving this to you?”
He really was talking about himself as if he was a gift, and I never role-played before, but I found I liked it.
“Please,” I said, and Wells nodded before letting me hover over his cock. I opened my mouth. “Thank you, daddy.”
I didn’t get his reaction to what I said before I drew the length of him into my mouth. It was so much, too much, and I might have overdone it when he hit the back of my throat right away.
“Fucking…fuck.” Wells grabbed my head. He gripped into my scalp, and I felt the burn through my entire body. He sucked in a breath, and, right away, he started rolling his hips. He growled. “You’re going to make me come in two seconds like a fucking teenager saying shit like that to me. Fuck.”
He was angry that I played with him, teased him, but he was paying me back when he didn’t ease into fucking my throat. He treated me like his little doll, his whore that he wasn’t going to pace himself with. I honestly loved it, and the heat between my legs made me think that I was the one who’d come early.
“Edge her,” Wells said, and I was too distracted by the taste of him to know what that meant. I was also too busy gagging. I couldn’t breathe, but the suffocating feeling of all of him in my mouth just made me want more. Wells gripped my hair. “Let him between your legs.”
Let him between my…
I felt my legs being nudged apart. It must have been Bru, and I had no warning before he was sliding his fingers between my thighs. He stroked the thin material lining my sex with intension, with precision, and my bud buzzed like a light bulb. I attempted to push back against Bru’s hand, feelmore, but Wells grabbed my throat. I gagged again over his cock, and his green irises heated above me.
“Don’t make me take him from you,” he said before pushing me hard on his cock, in and out, in and out. Wells sucked in a breath. “Go for it, Bru.”
Bru’s fingers eased into my underwear. He parted my pussy lips, and soon, he was stroking my clit. I moaned on Wells’s cock, but I didn’t stop sucking him. I’ddieif Bru stopped.
“Faster,” Wells said, and, at first, I thought he was talking to me, but then, Bru’s fingers moved quicker behind me. Bru stroked me faster, firmer, and the next thing I knew,his tonguehad replaced his fingers. He was lying down beneath me.
Oh God.
Bru drew his tongue down my clit to the point where I thought he might push his tongue inside me. He didn’t though. He just kept going back and forth, long strokes up and down.
“Bow, baby. You taste amazing,” Bru said, pushing his face against me. I shook, the tremors rolling through me. Bru braced my hips. “Can I tongue-fuck her, Wells?”
I was going to go over the cliff if he did, and Wells must have said something because Bru’s tongue did push inside me. He sucked, his tongue moving in and out with force, and I felt myself stop sucking Wells. I couldn’t help it.
It felt so good.
I pushed my hand between my legs, squeezing my sex as Bru took me to the point of no return. My legs started shaking, on the brink before I heard Wells’s voice again.
“She’s had enough,” Wells said, and Bru groaned. Bru pulled away, and I thought I would die. He left me hanging, right on the edge…
