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Cam lost his battle with control; he quickly undid his own trousers and pulled out his hard cock for her.
“Mm.” She took turns sucking one and stroking the other until both Cam and Enzo were panting.
“That’s it, sweetheart, suck on the head,” Cam encouraged, thrusting into her mouth.
She pulled off and looked up at him, a wicked little smile on her lips. “My pussy’s very lonely,” she told him, bringing his hand to her sex.
“You’re soaking,” he gasped, his plans to reconnoiter forgotten. He nudged her until she was on her back, and with a slap on Enzo’s rump, Cam ordered him to climb up with her.
“Sit on her face,” Cam instructed, which Enzo did enthusiasm. Then Cam dived between her legs and licked into her. He kept his eyes on Enzo’s thrust his hips as he pushed his prick in and out of her mouth while Cam ate her pussy.
“Yes, sweetheart, swallow it down.” Enzo breathed out, both hands on the headboard as she worked him.
Cam focused on making her come, licking and sucking that hot, wet pussy until she tightened around his fingers. Enzo shouted his own climax and slumped down on the mattress.
“Can you take me?” Cam asked her, and with a lick of her lips, she coaxed him to the bed.
“Like this, Cap.” Rosi rolled over and got on all fours for him, her round ass swaying in the air. He tapped on a cheek, and she purred for him.
“Again,” she said. He did it harder, and she raised herself for more. He struck her lightly on one side and then the other until her skin reddened. Then he spread her and tongued her ass while she moaned. “Now, Camden,” she begged and he slid inside.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he said breathily. One pump, then a second one, and he was fully sheathed inside her.
I will never give this up, he thought as he thrust into her willing body, her soft curves pressed against him.
Enzo watched them, one hand on his prick, a happy smile on his lips. “You two are beautiful,” he said, and for the first time, Cam’s mind didn’t reject his words. This was beautiful.
The best thing he’d ever had.
It had been hours. Rosalía could hardly stand it anymore. It was true that she’d needed some time to herself. The last couple of days had been heady. The way the three of them had come together overwhelming. But now, the only thing she could do was keep faith that Enzo and Cam were not currently robbing her of her rum.
She’d told them where Benny had said he kept the stash. Given them information that could easily make her disposable to them. She hoped she hadn’t made a grave mistake.
She’d dressed herself in the trousers and shirt she’d borrowed from Enzo and was pacing from one end of the room to another when she heard the click of the door. She froze, holding her breath for what would come through the door. What if Cam and Enzo had revealed her identity to Benny and he was here for her?
But when the door finally opened, Enzo walked in, wearing the natty suit he’d donned after they’d made love.
“Hey, doll,” he said, with that lopsided grin. “I brought you a little something to eat.” He held up a sack with some parcels wrapped in wax paper. “Come here.” He grabbed her by the waist. Then he pressed his nose to her neck and inhaled. “You smell good.” He let her go after pressing a kiss to her skin.
“How did it go?” she asked looking through the bag, trying not to let the relief of seeing him show too much.
“Those are patties,” he told her, pointing to the parcel in her hand. “I also brought you some oranges and mangoes.”
“I love mangos,” she said, pulling one out.
“I do too, especially that sweet one between your legs.” He grinned wickedly at her and licked his lips.
Impossibly, she wanted him again. She was a little sore from taking them both so many times, and yet, she felt the familiar ache of arousal.
She turned with the mango poised at her lips and bit through the hard skin as she looked at him. He watched her intently while she peeled strips of the mango with her teeth and took juicy bites of the fruit.
“That’s just like you taste,” he told her in a low, raspy voice. He was sprawled on a chair; she could see him getting harder. “Juicy and sweet. I love how my tongue feels inside you. The softness of your inner lips.” He made a noise of appreciation and swiped his tongue over his bottom lip as he watched her eat the mango. “You like my tongue on your cunt, belleza?”
She nodded and took another bite.
“Yes,” she said breathlessly. Her hands were sticky with the fluids of the fruit, so she lapped it up. Her tongue caught the sweet liquid on her hands.
“You drip for me too, mi amor,” Enzo said, his erection now tenting his pants. “Maybe I’ll bend you over that desk and lick that sweet little cunt for a while.”
