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“That’s it. Fuck my hand, little miss. Show me how much you want to suck Wyatt off as I feed him your sticky juices.”
Wyatt groans, grabbing her hips. My hand is pressed between them now, his cock a heavy brand against her belly I can also feel against my forearm.
My erection is just as hard behind her.
“Lift her up,” I bark at Wyatt. “Grind your cock against her untouched hole.”
She cries out as he pulls her up his body. I keep circling her clit with my fingers, and then she’s there, her clit throbbing in long, pulsing beats against my hand.
“You’re such a good girl,” Wyatt croons in her ear as he hugs her tight.
I slip my hand out of her shorts. Her scent is devastatingly perfect, and my mouth is watering, but Wyatt’s gaze is locked on my fingers.
Fuck. I feed him the first taste, as promised in the swirl of lust. His tongue shoves against my hand, hungry and uncaring if this is unusual.
It’s fucking hot. That’s all that matters.
After he pulls away to kiss her, I lick my other fingers, letting the scent of her imprint on my brain. Her scent and his hot, branding lick. If I get my hand on my cock, it won’t take more than a stroke or two to get off.
But I don’t want to do it myself. I glance around, then hook my hand around Wyatt’s upper arm and drag him—carrying her—off the trail and behind a fallen tree.
“Our turn, baby girl,” Wyatt says, setting her down.
Emily drops to a bouncing squat in front of us, her attention laser-focused on getting our cocks out. Biting her lower lip, she furrows her brow in concentration as she pulls at Wyatt’s zipper with one hand, the other grabbing at my belt.
We help her, and then both of our cocks are free. She has her hands on them immediately, then her mouth. Glancing licks at first, then more confident bobs deeper into the warm, wet pull of her lips. Back and forth she goes, never letting go of us, and with each slurp, she pulls us closer together.
Wyatt clamps his hand on my shoulder, and I wrap my arm around his waist, bracing against each other as her sweet little uncoordinated pulls do their magic.
The only thing hotter than seeing her little fingers wrapped around my surging dick is the competing sounds they both make every time her mouth pops off his cock.
He groans in desperation and she moans happily, and my balls pull a little tighter each time.
Topping that is the gasp of delight she makes when the final sliver of air between our bodies disappears. Wyatt twists toward me, and our cocks slide against each other, bumping into her lips, trying to force their way into her mouth together.
“Take us both,” I growl, an impossible ask.
“Lick your tongue between us,” Wyatt pants. “Can we come like this, Emily? Will you let us?”
Like there’s any stopping the churn of my seed. “You can pull back,” I tell her, stroking her cheek.
She shakes her head, her eyes wide as she licks her lips and pulls our crowns together again, rubbing them against her tongue.
Wyatt groans and pumps his hips, his dick thrusting past mine to pulse the first spurt of his come down her throat, then he rocks back. The sight of his seed on her tongue makes every cell in my body tingle, and the corners of my vision go black. With a shout, I follow him, my balls contracting, the base of my cock pulsing too. My release paints her mouth, the head of his cock, and then overflows, dripping onto her chin and the ground below us.
Emily beams up at me before swiping her tongue and swallowing as much as she can.
“Look at you,” I say as I catch her face in my hands, not caring that my cock is still out, still throbbing. “Such a fucking good girl for us. Taking everything we had.”
Wyatt smooths his thumb over her chin, and I help on the other side. Cleaning up our little miss.
Then she rises on shaking legs, and Wyatt helps her do up her shorts. I tuck my cock away and drag her up against the front of my body. Wyatt, too, in for a group hug.
My heart pounds in my chest.
Holy fuck.
What was that?
And how soon until we can do it again?
