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Brylee runs a hand over her tits, her nipples poking through the fine lace, and what wouldn’t I give to sink my dick into her heat right now.
Or Riddick’s.
“Do I say what I want to do next?” Riddick growls. “Or are we taking turns?”
“Are we?” she whispers. “Taking turns?”
How can I think with Riddick’s hand on my dick? “What do you want?”
“To see you two make out.” She taps a pink fingernail on her lips, as if in deep thought. “I want Rid to give you a blowjob.”
I choke. “Bry,” I pant.
“What, wasn’t that correct? Blowjob?”
“It sure is, Cupcake.” Riddick sounds both amused and horny, and he strokes my dick a few times, short-circuiting my brain, before pulling away. “At your command.”
“Rid…” Maybe that’s not what he wants.
But when I turn to him, he grabs my face and kisses me, one of those violent clashes of lips and teeth. Then he lies down, dragging me up to straddle him, and says, “Give it to me, R.” He glances at Bry. “I hope you’re taking notes, Princess, because there will be a test afterward.”
She swallows hard and leans in closer.
It shouldn’t make this hotter, but it does. Hell if I know why.
But that thought is snuffed out and blown to ashes when he drags my cock out of my briefs and licks at the head.
His big hands land on my hips, pulling me closer, and I scoot forward, sitting on his chest. He mouths my dick, licks at it like it’s a lollypop, swirling his tongue around the head, and suddenly I’m a second away from shooting my load.
“Fuck…” I have nothing to hold on to, even as I rock forward, into his hot mouth, and I sway. “Rid.”
Brylee puts a hand on my shoulder, her gaze on my dick that’s disappearing again between Riddick’s lips, a moan leaving her throat. I put an arm around her, steadying myself, and when she turns toward me, I kiss her.
She’s trembling. I want to make her come, but can’t think beyond that, not when Riddick starts sucking on my cock long and hard, as if he’s thirsty for my cum.
I’m panting against her lips, struggling to breathe, my balls drawing up, my dick so hard it hurts, my stomach clenched tight against the oncoming wave.
Breaking the kiss, she reaches down, her hand delicately cupping my balls, delicately massaging and lifting them.
“Damn…” My hips jerk, and my dick spasms. I groan long and aloud, coming in long, hard spurts in Riddick’s mouth, hauling Brylee to my side as I hunch over.
Fuck. Never done this before, not like this. That was intense.
And I’m still semi-hard. I think I could go again in a few, and the thought of kissing and stroking Brylee’s body sends another wave of release through me.
Shit.
Panting, dizzy, I hold on to her, waiting for my heart to slow down. There’s a funky extra beat as I gulp in air, but who the fuck cares. It’s nothing.
And this is too damn good.
“What now?” Riddick wipes at his mouth with the back of his hand and smirks up at us, his hair sexily mussed up and his biceps bulging when he stretches both arms over his head. “Your turn, dude.”
Is it now?
“What happened to my test?” Brylee whispers, and fuck if that doesn’t encourage my dick to harden more.
“Oh yeah, the test.” Riddick is watching me intently. “How about it, Ryan?”
