Page 47 of The Final Deal

Dree’s head tilts back and he murmurs, “Fuck, princesa. You’ve been drivin’ me crazy all goddamn night.”

I blink the drunken blurriness out of my eyes as I bob up and down his hardening shaft, remembering his incessant teasing under the table while we were surrounded by friends, and a devilish idea forms.

Adrian sighs heavily with a small whine and watches me back away on my knees. “Hey.”

“That’s for teasing me earlier,” I tell him before crawling on my hands and knees toward Zak, who remains blissfully unaware of me between his spread legs until I reach for the button of his jeans.

His head snaps up. “What?”

The rasp of the zipper makes me bite down on my lip spreading into a naughty, inebriated grin. He inhales sharply with widened eyes, but he doesn’t move.

I peel his unzipped pants and pull down the waistband of his boxers until his dick is in my hand.

Zak groans softly, instantly swelling. “Get your girl off my dick, Dree.”

“Oh,nowshe’s my girl?”

“Hey,” I say, hand stilling around him, “I thought I was your girl, too.”

He settles deeper into the couch, seeming satisfied. “Yeah, you are.”

I brush all my hair over one shoulder and lean down, hovering over his dick a mere inch away. “Then let me be your girl, Z.”

His thighs tremble under my breath flowing over him. I lick the tip so slightly, barely a taste, and he whimpers with fists gripping the couch.

“Are you really gonna blow me in front of him?”

My answer is taking his cock into my mouth.

“Fuck.”

My tongue swirls all around. I bob up and down a couple of times.

When he lifts his head to peer at me, his glazed-over eyes are half-open and filled with desire. “Don’t stop.”

A giggle bubbles out of me. “Are you gonna ask nicely?”

He fists my hair and yanks me closer. “I’m not gonna ask for what’s mine,” he says huskily. “And you’ve always been mine, babe.”

Like a magnet, I’m drawn to Zak’s mouth, kissing him until his lips part and tongues twirl around one another. I stroke his cock from base to tip, and he groans into my mouth, head falling back onto the couch.

I blink, and I find myself quickly bobbing up and down Zak, lips and nose slamming into his crotch and the tip bumping against my throat.

Zak’s moans make my pace faster, quicker, taking him more deeply and hollowing my cheeks around him. His fingers lace through my hair and follow my head as I swallow him. But I take it a little too deeply, and my stomach heaves as I release him. I gasp as I continue pleasuring him with long strokes of my hand.

Adrian clears his throat. “How long have y’all been sneaking around?”

I chuckle airily, peeking at him over my shoulder. “Do you really wanna know, or do you wanna join?”

That ought to shut him up the rest of the night.

Zak’s dick throbs in my face, begging me for attention. So I return to him, licking and sucking him like he’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted.

Between him and his brother, they’re both the best things I’ve ever put in my mouth.

Something brushing against my underwear startles me.

Zak captures my chin. “Keep going.”

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