Something feels different between us. Heavier. More serious.
Real.
I’m not good with my words, so I need to express my feelings through actions. I walk Presley backward until her shoulders hit Stephen’s chest, sandwiching her between us.
I tip her chin and take her mouth, wasting no time in claiming her. Stephen lowers to his knees and pulls off her pants before coming back up and taking her shirt with him, until she stands between us completely naked.
She steps to the side, and runs her hands over her hips as she looks between us. “Stephen, kiss him.”
My dick jumps at her request. I’m always the one in charge, the one who calls the shots when we’re naked together.
Stephen obeys, not hesitating for a second before his lips are on mine. I open for him and our tongues tangle, stroking against the other while peeling each other’s clothes off until our hands can roam freely over every inch of hard muscles and smooth skin. I match the intensity rolling off of him, and lose myself completely in his kiss.
I glance at Presley and find her fingers playing between her legs while she watches. Her eyes lock with mine. “Get on your knees, Chance.”
I arch a brow as I lower myself at Stephen’s feet. “Feeling bold tonight, are we?”
She smirks as she lifts her leg and sets her foot on the mattress beside her, and spreads open her pussy with her fingers. “You’re going to see what a good boy you can be for me.”
The sight of her wet, glistening pussy has me ready to oblige her, and she knows it.
“I’m at your service, rebel.” I grasp Stephen’s cock in my palm, and suck on the tip. “This what you want?”
She lets out a small moan. “Yes.”
She can have the control. She can have it all. I’ll do anything this woman wants.
My eyes flick up to Stephen as I take him fully into my mouth, groaning around his length. My tongue trails over his veins, relishing in the feel of his thickness stretching my jaw.
His fingers brush back my hair from my forehead, and then curl into the thick of it at the top of my head. “Sucha good fucking boy.”
I work him with my mouth while Presley rubs her clit, praising us the entire time.
Then Stephen’s hips start to rock on their own, his movements fast and erratic. He’s close.
“Enough,” Presley says, and I let Stephen’s dick fall from my mouth with a pop. She glances up at him. “On your knees next to him.”
Stephen sinks down onto the carpet beside me. We wait in silence for our next order.
“Crawl to me—both of you. Come and have a taste of what’s yours.”
Each of us falls forward onto our hands, and we stalk over to our girl. We feast on her until her legs tremble, and we lap up her arousal when she comes.
Presley yanks us up by our hair, her pupils dilated and chest heaving with ragged breaths. She looks drunk on desire, and we’ve only just begun.
I cup her face and drag her lips to mine. “What’s next, baby? Tell us what’s on your mind.”
“Fuck him,” she whispers. “I want you to fuck Stephen while he fucks me.”
My eyes fly to Stephen, nerves and excitement swirling together.
It’s the one line we haven’t crossed yet, the last wall of mine left to come down.
He nods as his beautiful, crystal eyes hold mine. “I’m ready if you are.”
He said he’d wait for me.
He said he loves me.
