I do as he requests, nudging my hips upwards. My cock slips between the crease of her ass, up towards her pussy, where the tip of my dick can feel him rutting into her. The sensation of bucking up into that hot, damp channel is beckoning me to chase more friction, and eventually my tempo matches Marcus’.
“Feel good, Lo?” He checks in with her again when she whimpers and whines between us. “Fuck, can you even breathe?”
“Uh-huh,” she pants. “There’s s-so much going on right now, but i-it feels,mmph—oh, my god, I’m gonna—”
“Come, Lauren,” Marcus coaxes her, his forehead still pressed against mine, like he’s leaning on me for support as he tires himself out. “Come all over my cock, baby.”
I slip my hands out, away from Lauren, and reach up to grab ahold of Marcus’ pecs. I knead them a little, teasing him a bit, before I give him what he really wants… some nipple action. When I roll them between my thumbs and fingers, he emits a low, deep groan of elation.
“Fuuuuck, C,yes. Keep doing that,” he practically purrs.
I love it when his voice gets that deep. It sends a shiver of pleasure right down my spine. I continue bucking up from beneath Lauren when suddenly—
“Oh! I’m co-coming!” she cries out. “Fuck! Y-yes, keep going!”
I can feel Marcus pick up his pace.
“I can feel you milking me, Lo. Oh my fucking god, you’re so tight…” he grunts, pistoning into her harder. “Guh, I’m gonna come too. You feel so fuckin’good, babe.”
Chapter Twenty
I’m trying to stave it off for as long as I can, but once I can tell Lo is completely done riding out her orgasm, I pull out of her, fully ready to blow my load. As if she can read my mind—which, I’m fairly certain she can by now—she quickly slips out from between Caleb and me, and if he had a voice, I’m sure it would be whining over the loss, given the dire expression on his face right now.
She crawls out of the way just in time for me to grab my dick and give it one or two more desperate pumps, before I am blinded by euphoria, shooting off all over Caleb’s bare chest and stomach. I mean, Iemp-tymy balls all fuckin’ over him. He gapes at me with a glare that tells me that Lauren hopped off of him right before he was about to join our little orgasm-fest.
“What the fuck—” he starts to sign before I cut him off, dipping down to lick my cum off his body.
I can’t see him, too busy cleaning myself off of him, but I can feel his hands signing a mile a minute behind me.
“You’re a goddamn prick. I was just about to come,” Lauren says, snickering, clearly interpreting for him now.
“Mhm,” I hum, without even looking up to address him as I run my tongue over his skin, between the lines that define his abs, down the trail of light blond hair which leads to his angrily straining cock. “And I’ll make sure you get to as well,” I add, nuzzling into his groin and inhaling his musky scent.
And—god—what else is that I’m getting a hint of down here? Cucumber melon? Jesus, does he use her body wash too? Does she complain about him doing it like she does with me?
“Quit sniffing my nuts and get to work,” Lauren says, and I can’t help but laugh. I know she’s just saying out loud what Caleb is signing—word for word—but it still sounds funny hearing it from her.
“You better not be laughing about my junk,” she says, giggling.
Above me, I can feel Caleb’s abdomen flutter, as if he too is containing a chuckle.
“I’m not laughing at your junk, Caleb. You know damn well how much I love it.”
“Interpreter note,” Lauren adds, “I never in a million years thought I’d be doing this during sex between my two partners…”
“And I thank you for your service, m’lady,” I hum. “I’m just gonna train my brain real hard to swap out your voice for his.”
All is quiet for a moment, so I continue my ministrations, teasing him with my mouth and tongue.
“You remember the sound of my voice?” Lauren croaks.
I lift my head and peer up at Caleb. “Of course I do. But even if I didn’t, I have all our old videos saved to my phone. I wouldn’t even let the cell phone company delete them when I upgraded.”
He blinks at me. “Why not?” he signs.
I tug my upper lip between my teeth.Why didn’t I?“Because regardless of how it ended, those summers were some of the best, I guess. I didn’t want to lose what I had left of our memories together.”
Caleb studies me for a bit, an unreadable look on his face, before nudging me up so our bodies and faces align. He grips my jaw with both his hands and pulls me in for a searing kiss. When the kiss breaks, his lips don’t leave mine.
