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Shit.
I turn, barely avoiding the projector, and set her down on the nearest table, stepping between her legs and pressing my rock-hard cock against her center. We both moan loudly at the contact, and I swear I almost come right there. A stack of film trailers falls to the floor with a clatter, and they roll away into the shadows.
My fingers pull her shirt open, buttons coming apart. She pushes her breasts into my waiting hands, and I pinch her hardened nipples through the thin fabric of her bra. Charliewhimpers, and the sound goes straight to my aching dick. I reach down, my hand sliding under the waistband of her pants and into her panties to cup her pussy.
“Jesus, you’re soaking,” I say, my long fingers sliding between her folds.
“Don’t stop,” she whimpers, spreading her legs wider for me. Her cheeks are flushed, and a sheen of sweat covers her skin. Her braid is a haphazard mess, and loose strands stick to her forehead as she stares at me, her chest heaving. I’ve never seen her look so fucking beautiful.
I drop to my knees, flicking open the button on her pants and pulling them to her ankles. I push her panties to the side and press my lips against her clit, sucking it gently into my mouth.
“Holy shit,” she groans, bucking against my face as my tongue flicks out, sinking into her pussy. She’s sweet and tangy—fucking delicious—and can’t stop myself from burying my face in her heat and eating her out–ravishing her.
Charlie’s fingers run through my hair, grabbing a handful in a painful grip and pulling me closer as she fucks my face. I’m starved for her, and she absolutely knows it. She claps a hand to her mouth as her breathy moans become louder. The move is somehow both adorable and sexy.
“Link, you asshole, did you forget to—” Trey’s voice stutters to a stop.
Charlie and I freeze, turning to stare at him.
Trey’s eyes dilate as he takes in the scene: Charlie spread eagle on the building table and me on my knees, face inches from her pussy.
I clear my throat, but my voice still comes out like gravel. “Did I forget to what?”
His eyebrows raise with interest. “Invite me to the party.”
I glance back at Charlie, who’s turning fifty shades of red, her lips parted. Her hand is still tangled in my hair, and her darkgreen eyes dart between us. To my surprise, I find myself hoping against hope that we didn’t just fuck up this whole sharing idea before it even got started.
But instead of panicking as I expected, Charlie brings her hooded gaze back to mine, and she has the audacity to look annoyed.
“Why did you stop?” she asks, her fingers tightening against my scalp.
“I…,” I start, dumbfounded. “Well, okay then.”
I lower my head, sucking her clit into my mouth, and this time, she doesn’t muffle the obscene sounds that fall from her lips. I bring my hand from where it rests on her thigh and ease my index finger into her tight hole.
I hear Trey’s purposeful footsteps behind me and then he sits on the table next to Charlie. I pull back to watch their exchange, fascinated by their dynamic. Trey cups her face, pulling her mouth to his, and she doesn’t hesitate to reciprocate, her other hand gripping the back of his neck with greedy fingers. So greedy in fact, that Trey has to catch himself on the wall before he loses his balance. He chuckles into her mouth.
I pull out my finger, wet with her arousal, and rub it in circles over her clit as I watch Trey feather his hands down her neck. When he pushes his hand beneath her bra and pinches her nipple, my cock aches at the sight, a quiet moan escaping my throat because, fucking hell, this is way hotter than I thought it would be.
I lower my mouth again, savoring her taste while also aware that my face is a foot away from the erection straining against Trey’s khakis. While he continues to kiss Charlie, the filthy sounds almost lost over the clicking of the projectors, Trey drops a hand to his crotch, rubbing himself through the rough fabric, and I up my game, pushing two fingers inside her pussy while I bite and pull at her clit.
“Fuck, Link,” she says, pulling back from Trey momentarily. Her grip on my hair tightens to the point of pain—not that I mind a bit. “I’m not going to last.”
“Then come for me, baby. Now,” I say, like the bossy asshole I am.
I suck her clit hard, swirling my tongue around. Charlie pushes herself forcefully against my mouth. Her eyes roll back in her head, and her whole body quakes as she falls apart. Trey takes her mouth again, swallowing her moans.
Watching her lose her mind is beyond erotic. My control teeters, slips, and like a goddamn teenager, I come in my boxers—hard—pleasure rocketing through my veins with so much force that I have to clutch Charlie’s thigh with one shaky hand to stay upright.
Holy fucking shit.
I continue to lick as her arousal soaks my face, and watch as her hand, which now rests over Trey’s larger one, rubs his cock hungrily. He grunts and groans loudly against her lips, his other hand fisting her hair in a white-knuckled grip, and I smile to myself knowing he also came like a prepubescent kid.
We’re all breathing hard when I finally push her panties back into place and pull her pants back up to her knees. She stands on unsteady legs, blushing, and I’m not sure if it’s the afterglow of her orgasm or her introverted nature resurfacing.
I stand as well, adjusting my semi-hard cock, and thank God that the wet cum stain won’t be noticeable through my black trousers. Her eyes follow my movements, and holy shit if she doesn’t lick her lips while staring at me palm my dick. I glance at the wet spot on Trey’s khakis.
“You should’ve worn black.” I snicker.
