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She watches me as he licks her pussy, sucking on her clit and thrusting his tongue inside her. But I can tell by the restless way she fidgets, that it’s not what she wants.
“What is it, baby? What do you want Drake to do?”
Biting her lip and trying to hide her blush, she stares at me and meekly cries, “Fuck me.”
I smile, watching as he rises to a standing position. “Your girl has a dirty fucking mouth.”
“Yes, she does. Fucking filthy,” I reply.
She squirms some more, as if she’s trying to find his dick.
“I mean, look at her,” Drake says, teasing her with his hands around her backside. “Cuffed to this bench like a little slut, begging for dick.”
I lick my lips, his dirty talk going straight to my cock.
And as he continues, I nearly lose my breath. “She almost sounds like she needs two cocks.”
Isabel immediately hums in response.
“You liked the sound of that, didn’t you?” he asks.
“Yes,” she begs, looking straight at me.
As Drake reaches behind him to the drawer of condoms, I rise from my seat and move toward her. She smiles up at me, looking wicked as sin as I take her hair in my hand, leaning down so I can kiss her on the lips before I move her mouth toward my waiting cock.
“Is this what you want?”
“Yes,” she cries.
Her right hand barely hangs over the edge of the bench and I gently place my leg where she can feel it. While Drake gets himself situated, I lean down and kiss her again.
“Tap my leg if it’s too much, okay?”
She gives me a secret smile, squeezing my thigh between her fingers as she agrees.
Looking up at Drake, I watch as he aligns his cock at the same time that I move mine past the ring of her lips, both of us plunging inside her. She squeals, her voice muffled by my dick.
It’s an obscene sight, this beautiful woman, taking two dicks at once. I wasn’t supposed to do this. I was supposed to be watching Drake fuck her, but now…as I see her strapped to this bench, I wonder if I didn’t subconsciously have this planned all along.
Her mouth is like heaven, tongue out and lips parted as I fuck her throat. When she gags, I pull back, stroking her chin. Her hand still rests with assurance against my leg.
“Jesus, Red. Look at you,” I mutter, staring at the way Drake is thrusting hard into her from behind. “You look fucking beautiful like this, taking our cocks like the dirty girl you are.”
“She’sourdirty girl,” Drake replies, his voice strained from the exertion. And I look down at Isabel as he says that. Did she hear it? That she’sours, not just mine. Because she is ours, and I want her to be ours.
I could stay like this forever, sharing this moment with the two people I love the most. Drake’s eyes are on me, his fingers digging into her soft hips as he makes her scream around my cock. We are relentless and so in sync, and there’s something fucking surreal about finding your pleasure in not just one, but two other people. And knowing they're finding theirs too.
It could be the euphoria of this moment or being on vacation and far from reality, but I suddenly realize that I do want her to be ours. His as much as mine.
Maybe she always has been.
His thrusts pick up speed, so I match his tempo, intent on timing my release with his. And I can tell by the way his eyes close and his grip tightens that he’s close. But I don’t make it.
With that thought, I lose control, shooting everything down the back of her throat, emptying my cock onto her tongue as she stares up at me. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she swallows, and I wipe away the bit that drips down her chin. Behind her, Drake still thrusts slowly.
Pulling away from her mouth, I stroke her cheek, admiring the fact that I have the most amazing fucking girl in the world. And I want my best friend to have that too.
Rule #20: There’s no hurt in trying.
