Page 60 of Rebel Heart


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Fuck. My dick got the better of me, and I leaned down to kiss her mouth, tasting the chocolate paint still lingering on her tongue.

She was breathless when she pulled away. “Is that a yes to helping me? I can’t reach my back.”

Fuck her back. I was painting every damn part of her.

Then licking the entire thing off before I let her go out there.

I nudged the white paint toward Kian and picked up the black for myself. Watching her face, I circled the cold, wet paint around her nipple.

She raised an eyebrow. “Of course, that’s where you’d start.”

“You don’t like my choice?” I ducked my head, leaning toward her. “No problem. I’ll remove it.”

I put my mouth to her breast and followed the circle of body paint with my tongue. It was as sweet as she was.

She shivered beneath my touch. “On second thought, that seems like the perfect place to start.”

I shifted back, recoated the brush, then painted her other breast, this time covering the taut tip as well. I kept going, painting circles around her tits, then licking it off with my tongue.

I dropped to my knees and sucked her nipple deep into my mouth, flicking at it and sucking until she let out a gasp.

I painted a line down her belly and over her bare mound, not stopping. She cried out when I painted right between her folds and over her sweet clit.

I couldn’t help myself. I immediately licked it off, flicking the little bud with my tongue to clean her off.

She moaned so loudly I painted her again and started over.

Kian moved behind her. He painted a line down her neck with thick white, chocolate-flavored paint, then removed it with open-mouthed kisses along her skin. She tilted her head to one side, giving him better access, but Kian was no more patient than I’d been. He ignored her offered neck and painted a line down her spine, the paint brush disappearing between her cheeks to coat her asshole.

“You want me to tongue fuck you there, Little Demon? While he tongue fucks your sweet, wet pussy?” Kian didn’t wait for her permission.

He mirrored my position, getting down on his knees, and grabbed her ass. He spread her there and buried his tongue.

“Oh!”

Her cries were so hot. She rolled her hips, thrusting them first toward me, then back at Kian, like she couldn’t decide who to give the best access to. She needn’t have worried; I was so determined to get her off I would lick her in any position she wanted.

I slid two fingers up inside her, crooking them to find her G-spot, and knowing I’d hit it when her movements became frantic and her noises grew louder. She grabbed at my hair, holding me where she needed me most.

Her release came with a shout from her perfect lips. She flooded my hand with a new wave of arousal.

I just licked it right up, loving that she tasted even better than the chocolate.

After a few more slow licks, she pushed us both away, then reached for my jeans, undoing the button and drawing down the fly. She did the same to Kian, helping us drag down our jeans enough that she could get to our dicks.

On her knees, she painted our matching erections with her fingers and held us by our bases.

“Fuck, you look beautiful on your knees like that,” I whispered. I thrust my fingers into her hair and guided her mouth to my cock. “Suck.”

She opened her mouth and obeyed, tonguing the head and the length, taking me deep into her mouth to clean me off, before I pulled back and guided her to Kian. He took over, his fingers sliding down to her neck while she blew him.

I needed more. More of me inside her. I knelt behind her, reaching around to rub slow circles on her clit.

She licked Kian’s dick. She moaned around his length and spread her thighs for me, grinding against my dick that prodded her back. I was too tall to penetrate her like this, so I just worked on her clit and bringing her closer to orgasm.

Kian leaned back from her mouth, breathing hard, his chest rising and falling and his cock quivering with the effort of not coming.

I took my chance to pull her back to me, wrapping my arms around her and lowering her onto the mats at our feet. It wasn’t particularly comfortable or glamorous, but fuck if I cared. I just wanted her body. I wanted her heart.

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