Page 106 of Faking with Benefits


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His mouth ticks up. “Aye.”

“I… you can’t make me… it’s a wedding!” I mean, at least it’s secular, so the ceremony isn’t in a church. Maybe I won’t get drop-shipped directly to Hell when I die. But still.

“Oh, I won’t make you come. That would be very rude, on someone else’s big day,” he agrees. “But they’ll just keep you…” He leans forward and presses a fleeting kiss on my eyelashes. “On edge.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I watch Luke’s fingers fumble on his tie. He swears under his breath as he messes up the knot, yanking it loose again.

I consider him. “Will me squirming in my seat distract you from how awful today is gonna be for you?”

His expression darkens. “Don’t do it for me, love.”

“Yes, then.” I sigh. The idea is tempting. It will certainly make the next few hours more bearable if I have a distraction. “But what about Josh?” I know he’s excited for his brother to get married. I don’t want him to think I’m being disrespectful.

Zack snorts. “Josh won’t give a monkey’s. We’d better not tell him before the ceremony, though. Don’t want him getting hard in front of everyone.”

“Oh.” My cheeks feel hot as I look at the smooth, silver beads. “I… Okay, then.”

Luke dips his head. “Really?” He asks, his voice duskier than usual. I shiver.

“Yes.”

His lips curve up. All of a sudden, the exhaustion has drained out of him. He looks alive and hungry. “Alright. Zack, may I?”

“‘Course, mate,” Zack says, graciously handing the beads over.

Luke comes to stand behind me, placing a gentle hand on the small of my back and turning me towards the bed. “Bend,” he says quietly, stroking a hand up my back. His fingertips prickle over my skin, sending tingles flicking down my spine. My mouth suddenly dry, I bend over the bed.

“Lift up your dress.”

I do as he says. He slips off my underwear, then takes one of my hands and leads it to the bed’s wooden headboard. “Hold,” he orders.

I do, tightening my grip on the bedframe. “You know you turn into a total caveman in bed, right?”

Zack laughs, kneeling next to me on the floor. “He’s all ‘Kneel. Lick. Blow.’ I know you can do whole sentences, mate. You’re well clever.”

Luke gives him an imperious look. “Stop talking and open her up.”

“Right on.” Without further ado, Zack leans forwards and buries his face into my sex. I gasp, my eyes falling shut as he teases my entrance, his tongue dipping into me.I twist my hips towards him so his face is practically buried in the warm blonde curls between my legs, and his mouth opens on a pant. He wraps his big hand around my ankle, groaning against my skin.

I’m distracted from the spike of pleasure when something cold and hard touches my lips. My eyes flutter back open. Luke is dangling the string of balls in front of my face, his eyes dark as he watches my reaction. I focus on them, spinning prettily on the silver chain.

“Suck,” he orders, his voice very deep.

Obediently, I open my mouth and take the first ball inside. It’s hard and surprisingly cold as I roll my tongue over the smooth surface, getting it warm and wet enough to put in me.

“And the next one.”

Not taking my eyes off of his, I open my mouth wider, accepting the next ball. And the next. There are five on the string, and I don’t think I could fit all of them in my mouth, but he seems to be satisfied with three. He taps my bottom lip with his index finger.

“Open,” he orders. I do, and he carefully slips the beads out, dipping to press a chaste kiss to my lips.“Good girl,” he says quietly.

A shiver wracks my whole body. He touches my cheek gently, then turns to Zack.

“How is she looking?” He asks. “Is she ready?”

“I’m drowning down here,” Zack says happily, pulling back to look at us. His face is wet and pink.

I blush. Luke smirks. “Get up,” he orders Zack, who stands, moving aside. Luke takes his place at my back and pushes me more firmly against the mattress, so I’m bent, bare ass in the air. Cold air touches the wetness between my legs, making me shiver.

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