Page 74 of The Air You Breathe

“Then use me,” she sighed.

Clenching my jaw as she kissed down my neck, I tried to reign myself in because I really didn’t want to hurt her. I wanted her to feel pleasure and euphoria with me not—

“Fuck me, Dev, now,” she snapped.

“Goddammit Darcy, I’m trying to be a fucking gentleman.” She rubbed my cock through my pants, my hips pushing against her hand, needing relief desperately.

“Use me for your pain,” she said, unzipping my pants, reaching inside my boxers to stroke my cock using more pressure around my piercing.

“Darcy,” I grunted, before grabbing her hand and pinning it to the bed while I grinded myself against her. Lifting her skirt up, I saw her completely bare for me. Swallowing roughly, I was unprepared for her to be naked for me, sinking onto my knees to have a taste of her.

I licked her pussy with a languid stroke, teasing her from her hole to her clit a few times before she ran her hand through my hair, still hating that it wasn’t long enough for her to pull herself closer.

We couldn't drag this out like I wanted to, but I needed to bring her to the brink of an orgasm so I could have her come on my cock. I inserted two fingers curving them slightly, making her shiver. Knowing it wouldn’t take long to have her come for me.

I stood up, grabbed my wallet, only to realize I didn’t have a fucking condom.

“Shit,” I gritted. “Darcy, I don’t have a condom.”

“I’m clean, I haven’t slept with anyone and I’m on the pill,” she said, leaning up on her elbows panting slightly.

“I’m clean too, the last person I slept with was before I tested and we used a condom,” I said, realizing I was not going to last long if we did this.

“Then fuck me bare, Dev.” She bit her lip as she laid back, holding up her legs.

“You’re such a dirty fucking girl, mhuirnín,” I said, taking my jacket off quickly and throwing it. Slowly, I slid my cock right up to the entrance of her glistening pussy. I began to stretch her slowly until I was buried all the way in—fuck, I really wasn’t going to last. Taking a deep breath, I leaned over to kiss her when the door to the room opened, making me look for something to throw over Darcy, but it was just Evan.

“Goddamn it, I knew it.” Evan looked enthralled with Darcy. “You better be quick.” He walked over to Darcy kissing her and I wasted no time in slamming into her as she shouted into Evan’s mouth. Maybe it was a good thing he showed up. I could fuck her, and he could keep her quiet. I held on to her lush hips as I pounded into her, feeling myself get lost in her warmth.

Darcy was perfection as I saw her kissing Evan, clawing at his buckle.

“I want to desperately fuck you Darcy, leave my cum in you so later on when you get home to clean yourself up, you know who you belong to.” He kissed her but she was persistent in unbuckling his belt.

“I want both of you to come inside of me,” she moaned.

“Darcy, I don't have enough willpower to—” His words cut off as she stroked him.

Seeing her bring him to his knees made me pick up my pace as I felt the need to come at the base of my spine. Darcy rubbed her clit with quick strokes that was fucking mesmerizing. I felt her start to flutter before she gasped, and her orgasm set me off. I wanted to shout my release, but I said Darcy’s name like it was silent prayer. The orgasm was so intense that I almost fell on top of her, catching myself on my forearms.

“You asked for it, Darcy,” Evan sounded angry but the look on his face was anything but that. He took off his jacket as I moved to sit down next to her before he flipped her on to her stomach, in between my legs.

The loud smack on Darcy’s ass was erotic.

“Do you like it when you make us lose control,” Evan said, positioning himself behind her. “Shit, I'm not going to last long either.”

“I love it,” she gasped, when he thrusted into her.

“Then take it like the good girl you are.”

Darcy looked up at me as her face contorted in pleasure.

“Harder, Evan,” she cried out, pushing back against him as I grabbed a handful of her hair kissing her before she made too much noise.

“You get any louder Darcy, I’m going to make you choke on this cock to make you be quiet,” I snapped, kissing her again, pulling her hair just enough that it skirted the line between pleasure and pain.

If I had thought I was rough, Evan was fucking the life out of Darcy while I kept her as quiet as I could.

“I need one more orgasm, Darcy,” Evan panted. “Give me one more baby, I need to feel your pussy squeezing my cock.”

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