Page 64 of Vicious Chaos


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“Would you like that, baby girl? A buffet of your men, ready and waiting for you.”

She pants as I drive my fingers in and out of her in an easy rhythm. “Would you?”

I shake my head. Even panting she can always find the breath to sass. “I sure as hell wouldn’t be against it,” I tell her. It wouldn’t be my first option if all six of us were together. I mean, I like watching but I like it even more when I can touch. Doesn’t mean the idea doesn’t also have some appeal. “You on your knees, swallowing around each one of us. Knowing how we each like it like the good girl I know you are.”

She tightens and I pick up my pace, adding pressure to her clit with my thumb. “But I like taking care of you more.”

She moans and I drop my face to get my first taste of her tonight. I keep my fingers moving inside her, scissoring them as I bring my tongue to her sensitive bundle of nerves. I can feel her legs starting to tense as she gets ready to move. I gently grip her thigh in my free hand, lifting it until she bends her knee. Without moving away from her pussy, I reach for a pillow and pull it under her thigh before having her relax her knee once more.

I shake my head back and forth, massaging her clit with the flat of my tongue, cutting off her chuckle. I lean away only slightly. “Stop being a smart ass, baby. Let me just take care of you.”

Her fingers run through my hair before she grips it tightly in her fist. “How’d you know I was gonna be a smart ass? Maybe I was going to say thanks.”

I raise myself on my elbows and give her a droll look. There was no way that little chuckle at elevating her thigh was going to lead to anything other than more sass. I know my girl. She scrunches her nose but doesn’t say anything back.

“You gonna let me take care of you now?” I blow a breath over her clit to emphasize my offer.

She nods her head rapidly.

“Good, then stay still and take it easy,” I demand before dipping my head back down and getting to work. She does her best to stay still, but she writhes under my touch. Undulating her hips against my tongue. Her warm heat feels so damn good around my fingers, I can’t bring myself to reprimand her. At least there’s no weight on her thigh.

Her moans get needy. A thread of desperation in them and I can taste just how close she is. I pick up the pace of my fingers driving into her, stretching her and filling her as I move them. I move my tongue in small, fast movements, directly over her clit as I put more pressure on it. She cries out and I feel her gush as she clenches all around my fingers.

I bring down the pace, letting her ride her orgasm out before I lean up with a grin. Her come drips from my chin as I stare down at her pretty pussy. The pink fabric still pushed to the side is entirely drenched now. It makes her look all too enticing.

I look up and meet her eyes to find her biting on her lower lip. “You’re so fucking pretty, baby girl.” I take another photo of her like this. All spread out, wet and shining with her come.

“Noah,” she whispers, still chewing on her bottom lip.

“What is it, baby?” She’s never been good at playing innocent. I laugh lightly when she doesn’t say anything more.

I use my fingers to spread her apart and watch her pussy quiver. “Still need more?”

She nods her head. “Yes. You,” she pants.

“Oh no, baby girl. We both know we won’t be able to take it easy.”

She sticks her bottom lip out, making me laugh. “Please, Handsome. I want to feel you.”

I sigh, stealing a glance at her thigh. There’s no way. We’d definitely end up tearing her stitches. “Scar, you’re killing me. You know I hate telling you no.”

She gets that gleam in her eye and I know nothing but trouble is about to come out of her mouth. I move out from between her legs and lay at her side, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “I can see the bags under your eyes. You need to rest.” I hate not being able to give her what she wants, what we both obviously want. But taking care of her is one thing, fucking her is another.

“I need you more,” she whines.

“Shouldn’t have gotten yourself stabbed then. You make it very hard to take care of you.” I sigh, knowing I’m going to cave at least a little. It’s impossible to ignore that pout. “One more, then you have to promise to sleep.”

She grabs my hand and yanks me on top of her. I only barely manage to miss hitting her wound. Before I can even open my mouth to yell at her she’s agreeing. “Fine, but only if I get to make you come too.”

My dick reacts even though I know I’m not going to let her touch me. Not when she’s in this state. I don’t think she realizes just how exhausted her body is after the last two days. Emotionally and mentally, it has been a lot. Add the physical injury and blood loss, she needs more sleep. Regardless of what it is she thinks she needs.

I drop a kiss on her nose, putting my weight on my hands to keep it off of her. “Not today, baby girl. It’s about you.”

Her hands slide down my chest to grip my hard length. “And what I want is for you to come.” She squeezes me in her hand, and I groan at the contact.

“Fine,” I agree. “But we’re doing this my way.”

I climb off of her, hopping off the bed so I can pick her up in my arms and reposition her at the edge of the bed. She grumbles but doesn’t fight me as I get her thigh elevated again by using a pillow. This time grabbing another one as well to put under her ass and slightly lift her off the bed.

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