Page 103 of Let the Light Shine Through

“What are you seeing? Tell me.”

I sink another finger between her folds, and we both moan, our noses crashing into each other’s as air pours through our mouths. Mine, hers, I don’t know whose is what anymore, and I don’t care. She already has all of me.

“The hot tub,” she whispers.

“Who’s in there?” I ask, pumping in and out of her warm pussy.

“Kori.”

My hand freezes. What?

Gia’s lower half begins moving, rotating onto my motionless hand as she rides my fingers.

I crook them both inside her, adding a roll of my own.

“What’s Kori doing?”

“Watching.”

Okay…

“Watching who? Who’s she watching?”

My hand matches her pace, thrust for thrust, as my cock stands upright in my shorts, ready to be released.

“Me.”

Jesus Christ.

Faster and faster, we work Gia’s pussy together. My own hips mimicking the movement, crushing my hand between us but helping my fingers go even deeper.

“And what are you doing, baby?”

Her eyes finally open, and looking straight into mine, she says, “Fucking you.”

Fuck. Yes.

Suddenly her eyes squeeze together again, and just when I think she’s about to come around my fingers, she twists her head to the side, a sneeze tearing out of her.

I slow my hand, letting her recover, then the second she faces me, I seal my lips over hers, eating up every last drop of uncertainty she could possibly have. I earned that sneeze and I earned this kiss.

“Mmm, Roz,” she moans into my mouth, making my heart pound.

“Hold on,” I murmur, removing my hand.

She whimpers until I pull both her pants and underwear down, dropping to my knees at her feet.

“So, was Kori watching you fuck me…or my face?”

The spark in her eyes rivals the moonlight shining down on us as she hooks a leg over my shoulder and closes the gap between my face and her pussy.

“Fuck Kori.”

She looks so good jealous.

“Fuck Kori,” I echo before diving in to do what I’ve been dying to do—taste her.

I lick up, I lick down, I swirl my tongue like I’m chasing the streams of melted ice cream running down a cone, and it’s only a matter of seconds before Gia’s hips are bucking wildly against my face. Without stopping, I glance up to see her losing it.