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“Two,” Layla says churlishly. “I don’t pretend to be any bigger than… I am.”
Draven plays with her clit as she talks, making her breath catch in desire.
“You’re so pretty splayed out in my lap, Lovely. If you can be good and take four more spanks, I’ll consider letting you come,” he instructs.
“Consider? That’s so rude?—”
I think Layla’s broken as she’s robbed of her next words. Draven plays with her as if she were an instrument, pushing inside of her pussy before playing with her clit and alternating with a spank. Over and over he goes as Layla squeals, counts, and moans.
Rubbing my growing erection over my pants, I stare at her arousal spread all over her thighs.
“If you’re quite done, I see a meal begging to be eaten,” I growl, standing.
Draven pushes apart her ass cheeks to give me a Lovely view of her puffy lips. “Poor, sweet girl,” I murmur, walking closer until I drop to my knees. “How do you see tonight playing out, Draven? Tell her all about it.”
“I want a front row seat to watching you come again,” Draven says as I spread her ass cheeks wide and lick up her core. Damn, this is what heaven is like. “I want to fuck this beautiful cunt, feel you strangle my cock as I fuck you into oblivion.”
“Draven, ugh yes more, yes,” Layla pants. She’s losing the ability to speak, which is one of my favorite things.
“Sing for Draven, Little Flower,” I tell her as I devour her sweet arousal. I suck and lick and fuck her tight pussy as she gasps and pushes my fingers deeper inside of her. “Such a greedy girl.”
“Are you someone who demands what she needs in the bedroom?” Draven asks, his hand still tight on her wrists. “How good is Tyler at eating pussy, Lovely?”
“Oh, oh, it feels so good,” she whimpers. “Tyler eats pussy like it’s his damn job. More, more, please!”
“You’re starting to sing so pretty, goddamn. Can you feel how damn hard you make me?” Draven groans. He rocks her over his cock as she lays over him, while I push three fingers inside of her.
Layla gives me a lovely groan as she lets me stretch her walls, begging for more as I rock against her g-spot.
“I can feel you start to flutter like a butterfly,” I tease her as I slurp up her arousal.
“You’re so damn wet, I can hear it as Tyler fucks your pussy with his tongue. Fuck, I can’t come in my pants again. Once was enough torture,” Draven gasps.
Jordan worked a no fraternization clause into his contract, but I doubt he cares. I also think it was more to get the guys to play by the rules and fuck with Layla than to deter them from physically fucking her.
“I’m… oh, I’m close,” Layla whimpers. “Please don’t stop.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” I groan around her clit. The vibration makes her scream, and I rock my fingers over and over her bundle of nerves deep inside of her as she explodes. Layla squirts all over my face as she shudders, while I grin maniacally.
I’m a squirt whore. I fucking love when she bathes me in her cum.
“Fuck yes, Baby Girl,” I chuckle as I pull my fingers away from her body.
“We’re all on board with me sinking my cock inside of her tight cunt?” Draven growls. I can tell he’s trying to hold himself back and I’m kind of impressed. I know he would never hurt orforce her, but I can recognize a man sitting on the razor’s edge of insanity by pussy.
“I am,” I tell him. “Layla, I know words are hard, but speak now if you don’t want your pussy filled with Draven’s cock.”
“Gimme,” she says instead, struggling to sit up but unable to due to how Draven is holding her. “Yes, Draven, please give me your cock. I need it.”
My girl is dickmatized. I’m sure it’s a myriad of things, but the last two days Draven and Layla have also been pretty inseparable except to sleep. Even then, he finds his way into our bed halfway through the night. It’s kind of adorable.
Lifting her into his arms, he stands easily, walking toward our bedroom. “I want to fuck you in a bed the first time I feel you strangle my cock, Baby,” he says.
Standing, I follow them, musing to myself about how that was almost romantic. Dropping her on her feet, he helps her out of clothes, his eyes moving over her body.
“Damn, I’m not worthy, but I swear I’ll try to be,” he prays, pushing her back on the bed. Layla opens her arms to him as he follows her onto the mattress.
Smirking, I pull out a condom, throwing it onto the bedspread. Sitting on the armchair, I pull out my cock and slowly start to tug and fuck my hand.
