I gasp for breath as he grips the base of his dick. “Pull her towards your chest,” he says through his gritted teeth.
Harrison’s dick is still seated inside me, and even though he came, he’s still hard. I moan at the aftermath of my own orgasm still right there, as Hunter finishes coming all over my breasts.
It’s filthy, and I love it.
Once he squeezes out the last drop, he falls to his knees and takes my mouth in a mind-blowing kiss. Then he passes me to Harrison, who devours me with his mouth next.
Chapter 18
Harrison
Best fucking day ever.
I release her from my kiss as Hunter reaches out to massage his cum into her breasts.
“Look at you,” he says, eyeing her chest. “So fucking perfect,” he praises.
She’s still breathing heavily as I whisper against her ear, “Deep breath.” And then I slowly pull out of her, the sound of my cum mixed with her own release is loud and wet.
Ari hisses and then shivers.
“Are you sore?” I ask.
She clears her throat and nods. “A little,” she admits hoarsely, and my dick twitches because yeah, I did that.
Hunter is already reaching for some napkins and passing me a couple.
“Here, let’s get her cleaned up and back home. Up.” His hands go under her armpits as he helps her to her feet, spinning her so her back is against his chest.
I groan in satisfaction as I look down, my cum dripping from her pussy as her legs tremble. He holds her to him as I step closer and wipe over her breasts and then lower my hand to pushsome of my cum back into her cunt with my fingers. She flinches and groans as I pull them free.
Chuckling, I walk over to grab her clothes.
I hand her the bra first as Hunter steps back. Her hands tremble slightly as she does it up from behind and pulls the straps up over her arms and shoulders, the cups covering her breasts.
“Such a shame to cover up such a pretty sight,” I murmur.
“It’s only until we get home, brother.”
I nod. “Very true.”
Opening the dress, I guide her to step into it and then help pull it up over her body. Hunter zips it up before placing a soft kiss on her exposed throat.
I help her back into her shoes. She’s shaking now, and I know we need to get her home and warmed up. Hunter and I dress quickly.
“Turn around,” I tell her as I hold open my jacket and then slip it over her shoulders.
“Fuck, she looks hot in your jacket,” Hunter says as he hands over her clutch. “Your phone’s been going off.”
She’s still in a lust-filled haze and takes a few seconds to catch on before reaching into the bag and retrieving her phone.
“Shit, it’s Abi, and I’m late,” she says as she dials her friend. “No, I’m fine,” she says to whatever Abigail just said. “Sorry yeah?—”
I don’t let her continue. I snatch the phone and bring it to my ear.
“Abigail, it’s Harrison. We’re going to take our girl home. We’re just on our way to the foyer. Do you need a ride?”
“No, but thank you. If you could pass me back to Ari.”
