Page 81 of Kings & Chaos

My breath caught in my throat. I wasn’t sexually inexperienced, but I’d never done anal before and I suddenly couldn’t fucking wait.

“That okay with you?” Oscar asked, his thumb making circles on my clit. “If I fuck your ass?”

“Yes,” I gasped. My orgasm was already there, threatening to overflow.

“I can’t fucking wait,” Oscar said.

Rock lifted his head and reached down to stroke his dick while he watched Oscar’s fingers move in and out of my cunt.

“That’s hot,” Rock said. “How wet is she?”

“Fuckingdrenched,” Oscar said.

I didn’t know what was hotter, Oscar’s fingers working my pussy or their sexual banter, and I moved my hips in time to Oscar’s fingers, reaching for the orgasm that threatened to spill out of my body.

“Go ahead and come,” Oscar said. “No reason to hold back. There’s lots more where this came from.”

It was all the permission I needed, and I came hard and fast, moaning into the room as my body shuddered, Oscar’s fingers working until I lay limp and gasping, everything spinning behind my closed eyelids.

“I can’t fuckingwaitto taste that,” Rock said. “On your knees, kitten.”

I opened my eyes. “What…”

Oscar was kneeling at the bottom of the bed. He held out his hands. “Take my hands.”

I did, and he pulled me onto my knees. Our bodies were inches apart, Oscar’s pierced dick even bigger and harder than when he’d first undressed.

He took my face in his hands and looked at me with something like rapture. “You’re so fucking sexy, so goddamnbeautiful. I fucking love making you come.”

He captured my lips in a searing kiss, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing my tits against his bare chest. I was still wearing the lingerie, but my tits spilled out of the bra thanks to Rock’s attention, and the panties were pulled to one side.

Somehow the little bit of fabric between us made the kiss even sexier, and I threaded my fingers through Oscar’s thick dark hair while he angled my head to take our kiss deeper.

Behind us, the mattress dipped, and I felt Rock tap on my thigh as an instruction to lift my leg.

I did, and he slid under my body so I was straddling his chest, backwards-cowgirl style. I shivered as he ran his finger through my pussy.

“You weren’t kidding,” he said to Oscar. “Damn.”

He inched his body down and I felt his breath against my sensitive clit. He grabbed my ass and spread my cheeks, but I was too turned on to care about the fact that he was seeing my asshole up close and personal.

The combination of Oscar’s tongue in my mouth and Rock’s fingers on my cunt just about sent me over the edge all over again, and I was almost relieved when Oscar broke our kiss.

He rubbed my lower lip and stared into my eyes. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

Then he stood at the end of the bed and took his cock in his hand, rubbing his finger over the glistening bead of precum on the pierced tip.

I knew what he wanted because I wanted it too, and I wrapped my hand around his shaft and stroked my way down right as Rock’s tongue slid from my asshole to my clit.

I gasped and felt his tongue sliding through my folds again, exploring my pussy with his tongue while I stroked Oscar’s shaft.

Oscar’s breath was coming fast and shallow, and another bead of moisture appeared on the head of his cock.

I bent to taste it, flicking my tongue out to capture it, and Oscar hissed, then slid his hand into my hair to make it clear what he wanted.

He didn’t have to ask me twice. Rock was eating my pussy like it was his last meal, and I couldn’t fucking wait to have Oscar’s dick in my mouth at the same time.

I braced myself on my hands so I was on all fours, Rock’s face between my thighs, Oscar’s dick level with my mouth, and took him between my lips.

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