I push my thoughts away and put my mouth back on her while Sarah speeds up her hands and mouth. Hard. Fast. Two fingers pressing up against Ivy’s G-spot and my tongue working directly on her clit, relentless, giving her everything at once, and then I stop.
CHAPTER 36
So wet and swollen and delicious
IVY
I’m shaking. My whole body is strung so tight it has gone beyond sensation into a need so intense I can’t handle it.
I claw at him for stopping. “I will actually kill you.”
Alistair almost smiles, then turns his head toward Matt.
Something passes between them. A look, a question, an answer, and then Alistair moves aside and Matt is there. Sarah makes a pleased sound to have Alistair to herself, and I’m not sure how I feel about it.
I’m nervous when Matt takes me into his hands. Matt's hands are different from Alistair's. Broader. Warmer. A different weight settling on my hips. He looks down at me and his face is very serious.
“Hey,” he says. Quiet. American. Just that.
I breathe out. “Hey.” My voice is strangled.
He starts at my thighs. Long slow strokes from my knees upward, both hands, and I have been so close for so long that even his palms on the insides of my thighs make my hips lift without my permission.
Sarah’s breathing heavily, being slowly fingered by Alistair. “Isn’t she the most beautiful thing?”
He grunts in response.
“Look at her,” croons Sarah, eyes glazed over in pleasure. “Just look at her. So wet and swollen and delicious.”
Matt gazes at me, his thumb finding my clit.
“She’s so ready for you,” whispers Sarah. “Imagine what it’s going to feel like to plunge your huge cock inside her tight little pussy.”
Matt grunts again, and Alistair loses patience with Sarah, with her dirty mouth. He eases the glistening head of his cock into her with a loud groan and she stops talking for a moment as he drives it in. He starts thrusting so hard, as if trying to punish her, and she’s loving it.
“There!” Sarah gasps. “Right there. Don't stop. God, don't you dare stop. So-fucking-good-so-fucking-good. Fuck, Alistair, fuck. Matt!”
Matt reaches over and squeezes her throat, his fingers slick from my pussy, then dips them in her mouth. She groans around them, then Matt takes his fingers back and plunges them inside me. I almost yell with the intensity of it. My eyes are scrunched closed and I’m overtaken by the sensations in my body, and by Sarah’s animalistic sounds.
“Just like that,” she gasps, frantic. She’s groaning and whispering, but I can hear every word. “Fuck me hard just like that. Hard and fast, that’s how I come. I want to come all over you. I love your cock, Alistair. Yes, hard! Like that. I want to feel you all day tomorrow.”
I feel my muscles flutter, and my pussy is so hungry I reach down and squeeze Matt’s cock, wanting it inside me, but he’s still teasing me, making sure I’m desperate for him.
Alistair has Sarah on her back, her legs over his shoulders, moving slowly and deliberately. Her hands are pulling him down, her head thrown back, her throat exposed and her back arching up off the bed. He’s gazing at me, so she grabs his jaw and turns his face toward her.“Look at me when you do that.”
He does, but his free hand reaches across the bed and finds mine.
Matt builds me back up slowly. He takes his time, circling my clit, pressing, sliding two fingers through the wet of me without entering, just the outside, just his fingertips moving through all that wet and slick and heat. I’m desperate for penetration.
Sarah’s sweet-talking Alistair, telling him how good his cock feels inside her.
Matt’s expression is pure focus. He’s completely still above me except for his hand, and the focused intensity of him, the way his eyes don't leave my face for a second, the way he is tracking every response, cataloguing what makes me louder and what makes me lift my hips and what makes me grab the sheets, is the thing that makes me turn my face away toward the mirror.
I see it all. Sarah's legs around Alistair. His shoulders moving. Matt's hand between my legs. My own face in the amber glass, open and wrecked.
“Look at me,” Matt says.
I drag my eyes from the mirror and look into his.
