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I’m as competitive as they come, but I find that same quality equally attractive.
Being better at things than her doesn’t do shit for my ego, and fuck any guy who thinks that way. I want her on my level. Or higher.
Right now, I want to make her fly.
I stand and haul her over my shoulder. We need a big bed for the things I have planned. Setting her on her feet in Damian’s room, I take note of the heat on her cheeks as she watches Damian take a seat in his favorite viewing spot. I strip off my clothes and toss them aside before helping her out of hers.
Then I lie down.
“Ride my mouth, Willa. Watch Damian while you do it.”
She climbs up slowly, prowling up my body like a hungry lioness, her hair falling in soft waves to frame her heart-shaped face. Even though her cheeks still wear a bashful stain, she doesn’t hesitate to run her fingers along my side and chest. Feeling every ridge of muscle with her soft fingertips. When she reaches my neck, she pauses, placing her hands around it and rubbing her thumbs in circles.
Damian chuckles in the corner.
“What is it,” I ask.
“Willa likes your thick neck even more than your hockey thighs,” he answers.
“Traitor,” she hisses at him.
“Is that so?”
“It’s a nice neck.” She shrugs.
“My mouth is better, baby. Get up here, and while you fuck my mouth, you tell me everything Damian is doing,” I tell her. “Don’t be shy, fuck it like it's his cock.”
Her eyelashes flutter and I know I if fingered her pussy she’d be soaked. Willa loves to hear dirty talk as much as we like to speak about it. As soon as her knees are on either side of my chest, I grab her ass and pull her up the rest of the way.
My tongue hits her clit, and she grabs on with force. One hand in my hair, the other reaching behind her to land on my chest.
“Oh fuck,” she cries. I hum my appreciation into her.
With my hands still on her perfect ass, I encourage her to grind all while I lick, suck, and thrust. It’s only seconds before she’s writhing all on her own.
“Don’t let him down, beautiful,” Damian reminds her.
“He’s unbuckling his belt,” she says, practically gasping out the words. Damian’s belt snaps in the air—I assume he yanked it off quickly—and Willa gushes. “Fuck, that was hot.”
“Mmm,” I sound, hoping she keeps going.
“He’s unzipping. Slowly, like the fucking tease he is,” she says, and I can picture him, eyes laughing with a dangerous glint. “His cock is so hard already, Zander. He likes your tongue inside me.”
“How do you like his tongue inside you,” Damain asks her.
“It’s amazing. Fucking fantastic,” she stutters as I dive in deeper. “Damian’s fisting his cock now. Do you think he’s imagining it in your mouth? Or my ass?”
Fucking hell, this woman. I dream about fucking her ass, with Damian in her pussy. I can almost imagine how it will feel, the two of us moving inside her and against each other. That’s not where we’re headed tonight, but soon, I hope.
“Definitely your sweet ass, Willa,” he says. His voice tells me he is just as affected by that mouth of hers as I am. I gaze up her body and watch as her fingers find her own mouth, and she moans around them as she wets them, not skipping a beat on the music her hips make on my face. When they’re nearly dripping, she reaches behind her.
“This ass,” she asks. Her hand brushes my fingertips that pull her cheeks apart as she starts to rub a finger against her other hole.
“Who’s the fucking tease now, Cole?” His voice is dark, as he’s struggling with the need to come. And possibly battling the need to touch her.
I move back to her clit, focusing my effort there. My dick really wants her to finish and get some play time of its own.
“Your damned mouth is pure magic,” she whispers. “Pre-cum is dripping down his cock, Zander. It’s so fucking pretty. Oh, God!”
