Page 50 of Judgment Day

“I’ve been waiting for that.” Her face was flushed. Her lips were swollen. Every breath was a shudder against my lips, and all I wanted to do was kiss her again.

“So have I.” I moved my hand between her thighs, spreading her lips open while he worked her clit with his tongue. He paused, only for a second, then his tongue grazed the insides of my fingers as he tasted her again. “See that? See how you open up for him?” The sounds of his tongue lapping at her wet pussy filled the room. “So goddamn beautiful.” And she was. She was fucking beautiful like this.

Her body shuddered when I ran my fingers down her slit alongside his mouth, then brought them to my lips.

I drew my fingers into my mouth, curling my tongue around them. “You taste so good. So sweet.” Then I brought them to her. She parted her lips and welcomed them inside, sucking and licking until my dick throbbed.

I ran my knuckles along her jaw. “That’s it, beautiful.” I leaned in and scraped my teeth along her throat to her ear. “Such a good fucking girl.”

“Grey.” She swallowed. “I want you.”

Fuck. She was burned into my goddamn soul. She had me. She’d always had me.

“You have me.”

“I wantyou.” Her tiny hand reached over and palmed my dick through my pants.

Jesus. It took everything I had to tell her no.

“Not yet.” I reached beneath her, easing my middle finger, still wet with her saliva, between her ass cheeks and over her tight little hole. Lincoln never stopped. More important, he didn’t stopme. A combination of fear and need warred in her eyes. “Relax. Let us make you feel good.” I slid my finger inside, just the tip, and her lips parted in a gasp. And then she rocked against me. “You like that? His tongue on your cunt and my finger in your ass?”

He looked up at me, his stare hard and unforgiving, and I pushed his head back down with my free hand. “Focus on her,” I told him.

“I’m going deeper now. Is that okay?” I asked her.

She nodded.

“I could fuck you here.” I pushed my finger further inside. She was so tight. So warm. “I could fuck you while he eats your sweet pussy. Is that what you want?”

She answered with a moan.

I leaned down, pulling her nipple between my teeth. She arched as her hips rolled, grinding against his face and my hand.

“Come for me, sweet girl.” I glanced at the head between her thighs. “For us.”

Her body went tight around my finger, tense against my mouth. She threw her head back, her mouth parting in a beautiful ‘O’ and a moan so loud I was sure Leo heard it. It was perfect, so fucking perfect I almost came just from the experience of it.

“Fuck yeah, baby. That’s it,” Lincoln said against her cunt.

Her hands gripped his hair as she ground against his face and panted. I eased my finger out of her ass, then pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“That was just a taste of the things I want to do to you,” I whispered against her skin.

She grabbed my hand as I stood up. “You’re leaving?”

Lincoln sat up, not ashamed of his nakedness. A flash of metal at the tip of his cock glinted in the moonlight as he positioned himself between her thighs in some possessive act of ownership. I wasn’t surprised by the piercing, and I wasn’t intimidated by his dick.

It would have been so easy to pull my pants down and trace her lips with the tip of my dick, to coat her mouth in precum. She was right there, at the perfect level. My cock jerked as the vision passed through my mind.

I trailed the back of my index finger down her cheek. She moved her head so that she could trap my finger between her teeth. It made me smile. “For now.”

She let go of my finger, then bit her lip.

“We’re far from done here.” I glanced at Lincoln, and his jaw tensed.

This was only the beginning. I’d only just begun to show her who I really was, what I had to give.

I looked down at the woman he called his songbird—probably because of how sweet she sounded when she came. Now she sang for me, too. “Goodnight, little dove. I’ll see you again soon.”

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