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I put one foot either side of his legs and walked up them, forcing him to lie back, while I stood over him.
He ran his hand up my leg. “I like you from this angle. Legs spread wide over me. A position of power, even when there’s only lace covering you.”
His fingers moved to the inside of my thigh, and he pushed my panties to one side, exposing my pussy. He let the elastic snap back, but the desire in his eyes was all too plain to see. “Take those panties off and ride my face, Little Demon. Get down here and let me taste you.”
Doing exactly as he’d said, I put my fingers into the elastic lace at my hips and dragged it down. I stepped out of them and then dropped to my knees, one either side of his face.
In an instant, he had me in his grip, his fingertips pressing tight into the flesh of my hips and ass.
His tongue licked straight through my center, starting at my opening and finishing on my clit.
I shuddered in pleasure at the warm, wet feel of him in my most intimate of places. But he’d said to ride him, and I wasn’t one for being a starfish in the bedroom.
Or in the boxing ring, as it were.
I rocked my hips over his face, taking everything he gave me gratefully, the flat planes of his tongue pressing against my clit and sending pleasure through my entire body. My nipples beaded beneath my bra, hard and needy.
Behind me, Vaughn made a noise, and I twisted to look over my shoulder. His gaze locked on mine as he pulled Kian’s drawstring loose. It took some tugging because Kian was too focused on making me come to help, but Vaughn got his shorts off, leaving him naked beneath me.
And hard.
His erection jutted from his body, long and thick and proud.
Vaughn’s ode to Kian’s cock suddenly didn’t seem all that funny. I wanted to suck and fuck it too.
Vaughn beat me to it. He palmed Kian’s cock and put his mouth over the blunt head of him.
Below me, Kian moaned, but I had no idea if it was because of what Vaughn was doing or because he was getting off on thrusting his tongue into my pussy.
I was definitely getting off on it. I ached inside, the prodding of his tongue only increasing the desperate need I had to have him inside me. I gripped his hair and increased the pace, rocking over him faster and faster, chasing down an orgasm until he put the brakes on, holding my hips still and refusing to lick me until I settled down and went slow.
The man was hell-bent on torturing me.
But I kind of loved it.
Fang watched on from the side of the ring, as stoic and silent as ever. His fingers strangled the ropes, like he was holding himself back.
“Fang.” My voice came out deep and throaty. Needy. “Come here.”
He crossed the ring to stop in front of me. With me low on my knees, the man truly was the size of a giant. One I wanted to get naked with so very badly.
Like he had with me, I started at his feet, undoing his biker boots and waiting for him to step out of them. I reached up for the fly on his jeans, and once that was undone, it was nothing to tug them down his legs and watch him step out of them. He kicked them aside, and a second later, he shrugged out of his jacket, and then his T-shirt too.
He was beautiful all the time, at least to me. But he took my breath away when he was naked and hard and looking at me with that expression in his eyes that told me I was his entire fucking world.
And he was mine. I loved him in a way that was different than how I loved Kian and Vaughn. It wasn’t more or less, just a special something that seemed to be reserved only for him. “I can’t reach you. Get down on your knees.”
He did, his cock now a much better height for my tongue. I leaned forward, so I was on all fours, and took Fang’s dick in my mouth.
His groans mingled with Kian’s.
I slid down the length of him, tasting his skin and his arousal.
He ran his hands through the short lengths of my hair, his touch featherlight. I worked him up, licking and sucking him until he pulled.
My scalp sent pleasure sparking through my body, and I let out a moan that echoed around the empty gym.
Fang chuckled. “You like that?”
