Page 141 of Roughneck

Okay, so sure, that was what he’d done to Mack. But that was just him establishing the proper power dynamic. The world worked a certain way. There was a particular pecking order. And if Mack thought he could have Calla’s pussy back, he had another thing coming. This clitoris was fucking his.

So when Mack’s rough cheek scraped against Liam’s as he ate at Calla, Liam barely even flinched. No way was he giving up his ground.

That was when he heard a wet slurping noise. He blinked and looked Mack’s direction. His face was so close it was hard to even see what he was doing. He could just make out Mack’s tongue before it plunged into Calla’s wet opening. While Liam was sucking her clitoris.

Liam was about to draw back and tell him to move the fuck off but Calla’s hands lifted to grip the backs of Liam’s thighs that were braced on either side of her head. She groaned a long, low rumble around Liam’s dick.

Fuuuuuuuuuck. That was— Jaysus Christ, maybe she’d just been pretending to be an amateur at all this. Because that felt like a fucking pro move.

Mack repositioned his head so he was eating Calla out so close to Liam that again, their cheeks grazed one another.

It was just because he didn’t want Mack to have control over Calla’s pussy that he didn’t pull away at the repeated contact. That was all. It didn’t have anything to do with the way his groin tightened every time their faces brushed.

If Mack thought he could intimidate Liam with a game of chicken—seeing which of them would pull away first the nearer their faces got—Liam would just show him. Liam couldn’t count the number of men he’d been with in his life. His preference usually ran to women, it was true, but there’d been more than a handful over the years to break up the monotony.

Liam tilted his head sideways and then licked down the inch and a half from Calla’s clit to where Mack was tonguing her sex. Liam didn’t pull away when his tongue made contact with Mack’s.

Mack jerked back and Liam buried his grin of satisfaction by shoving his own tongue up Calla’s opening.

Liam thought that would be it.

Surely Mack would back off now.

Or… not. Because the next second Mack moved his face even closer and his tongue clashed with Liam’s, tangling as they both tried to get at Calla’s slit.

Fuck.

Fucking fuck.

Liam’s breath got shorter and shorter the more he battled Mack’s tongue to drive in Calla’s cunt. The way they were angled, mouth’s fighting it out over the same hole… it was almost like they were…

Kissing.

Liam’s stomach tightened and he shut his eyes hard. But fuck, when he thrust his tongue forward and felt Mack’s mouth kissing and slurping, he—Jaysus Christ but that felt. So. Goddamned. Good.

And when Mack grabbed the back of Liam’s head, urging him back up to Calla’s clit, Liam didn’t fight it. Mack didn’t let up his grip, though. He kept a firm hold on Liam’s neck, pulling him back so that they took turns licking and sucking on Calla’s clit. Mack directed it all, pushing Liam’s head into position and yanking him back when he wanted his own turn.

Taking turns was good. Far better than his mouth being so fucking close to Mack’s.

They repeated the move until Calla’s legs shook crazily, the little whimpers coming from her throat growing louder and louder.

“She’s almost there,” Mack murmured, then he dug his fingers in the back of Liam’s short hair and dragged him down at the same time shoving his own face into Calla’s pussy. The sides of their faces cemented together and Christ, when Mack’s tongue darted in and out of his mouth to lathe at Calla’s clit, it felt— Shite, that was so fucking hot—

Liam abandoned himself to it. He didn’t flinch when his tongue touched Mack’s. And when the tip of Mack’s tongue accidently encountered the tip of his, he lost it.

He pulled his hips back from Calla’s mouth because fuck— He was gonna—

He reached his hand down and jerked at his cock while he and Mack kept up their assault on Calla’s slick flesh. Mack’s tongue touched his again and again and—

“Jaysus.” He jacked himself even faster and his orgasm hit so hard it felt like an electrical jolt slammed into the bottom of his spine. His tongue stuttered but Mack just seemed to go even crazier, his grip on the back of Liam’s neck never letting up. He was French kissing Liam and Calla’s cunt at the same time.

Liam grunted hoarsely as cum pumped out of his cock and sprayed all over Calla’s tits. Once. Twice. Fecking Christ.

His hand stayed on his half-hard cock and he rubbed it in the slick trail he’d made between Calla’s breasts. He pinched her nipple and exhaled into her pussy.

When Mack’s hands came to his shoulder to shift him off to the side, Liam didn’t have any strength to fight him. He fell sideways onto the bed and watched with a sort of haze over his eyes as Mack kept eating Calla out for several more long moments until she was quivering again and her cries reached a high-pitched fervor.

Jaysus, she was about to come. Again. It had been so long since he’d been with a woman even half as unfettered with her pleasure.

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