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“She wet?” Hendrick asks.
“Soaked through, and it’s on her sweet thighs,” I reply.
Hendrick’s gaze is basically fucking her, and his cock is hard. Like mine.
She whimpers again. It’s unlike MG not to speak so I figure she’s waiting.
Hendrick approaches, and I lick the side of her throat when he presses against her and kisses her. Their mouths fuse, and it’s a hot kiss, tongues and teeth, and my girl moans so low.
He breaks the kiss, turns her, and I kiss her next.
Fuck, I’ll never get bored of her mouth. Kissing it, fucking it. She’s hot, wet, and her tongue is eager as it slides over mine. Hendrick takes her, spins her, and starts sucking on her tits through the dress.
“Perfect fucking handfuls,” he mutters as he sucks and bites and kisses.
MG shudders, leaning back into me, and I put my hand at her chin and tip her head back and she arches. Those nipples press hard on the wet material of her dress. Hendrick hisses approval. and I start kissing her again.
But, like the selfish bastard I am, I want more. I pull her from him so I can have at her tits, and he pulls her blonde hair back and bites her nape, then her ear. She makes a thready sound, then he does what I did, pulling her head back to kiss her, and I’m greeted with those hard fucking peaks that jut through the material.
Hendrick’s hiss makes total fucking sense. I want to fuck her, finger her. I want to take both holes and mark them. I want hersucking my cock. Fuck, I love her with my cock down her throat. I love fucking treating her mouth like a cunt.
I love her.
I bite her, enough so she screams, and Hendrick pulls her from me, and then he steps back.
Looks at her.
I grab her again, glare at him, and bite her jugular.
“Of course,” Hendrick says, reaching out, and taking her from me once more, “he’s a fucking animal, just one toying with his prey. I like a more grandiose approach. Sometimes.”
He slips a finger slow and light along her spine, and her breath is stuttering, little mews of sound.
Because that’s all he does, simply touches her back, up and down in light, slow trails, and she’s falling apart like he’s fingering her cunt.
I’m rock, steel, aching because she’s gorgeous.
He moves, circling her. Now he doesn’t touch her at all, except with his gaze that’s on her, over her, and when he moves in close, her breaths stop. He runs his nose up the crook of her neck, not touching, and then over so that he’s whisper-close to her mouth.
Hendrick keeps going, and I’m aware that he’s not a vanilla asshole like I say, but a master of this, like me. Just different. He plays a different game.
And I start seeing ways we can play her together, heighten experiences.
“Cat?”
She looks up at him.
“Suck his cock. No hands. Just your hot little mouth.”
MG comes to me, and I motion to the dress.
“Hendrick? Unzip her. I like visual.”
She reaches for the back. “I can—”
Hendrick stops her with a deep kiss. “We’re showing you one way of play. And we’re going to have fun. This is just a taste.” He steps away, and the dress falls to the ground.
MG comes to me in tiny wet panties, gold heels, and hard nipples. Then drops to her knees. She pulls down my zipper of my pinstripe pants and pulls my iron fucking cock out.
