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“Lean back against me,” Flynn whispered, stepping back a little so I had to arch back into him. He cupped my tits, presenting them to the professor.
The other man smirked, gripped my knee, and hitched it over his hip, then bent forward to feast on my nipples with sucks and bites until I was writhing against him. His hard cock rubbing against my clit, his magical mouth, and Flynn’s heated breath on my neck as he sucked marks into my skin had me close to combustion.
He put me down. I whimpered, crying out in a plea for them to keep going. I wanted to be filled to the bursting point. To be fucked to within an inch of my life. But he was stalling. Fucking around.
I slid my fingers down, pinching and rubbing my clit until I was on the edge.
“I want to watch you make yourself come one day, Zee, but today is not that day,” Flynn growled. “Get your professor naked.”
Professor Reid’s moan was deep and growly, and the sound stroked my cunt. My juices flowed. My hands shaking from desperation, I unbuttoned his shirt and slid my hands along his olive skin, parting the material when the shirt was open. His chest was decorated with a tattoo, words that I was too preoccupied to read in the design. As I pushed it over his shoulders to his wrists, I saw more ink on his arms. A football, a helmet, a black stallion’s head and mane, arrows, and an eagle decorated his fine skin, the colours popping among the dark lines. My mouth was watering. With his six pack abs, pecs that I wanted to bite, and olive skin, I was desperate to lick him.
As if he read my mind, Flynn ordered, “Taste him.” I slid my hands up the professor’s chest again, flicking my thumbs over his erect nipples, and then I lowered my lips to his chest. Kissing and licking him, I breathed him in, getting high from his spicy scent.
His abs danced as Flynn moved up beside me and sucked on his other nipple. The professor threaded his fingers into my hair, holding me in place. I sucked harder, lashing his skin with my tongue, and slid my hand down lower to work his cock.
But Flynn already had his hand there and was massaging the iron rod. The professor whimpered when I moved my hand to his balls, rolling them through the soft material of his suit pants. “Suck me,” he ordered, his voice rough, like he’d swallowed gravel.
Flynn stripped the professor’s pants off, the tiny black boxer briefs he wore hiding nothing of his erection. His head was poking from the waistband of his briefs, the glistening tip begging me to suck. “Get on your knees, Zali,” he begged.
I fell to the floor, taking his briefs with me. Flynn knelt next to me, and I gripped the professor’s dick, angling it between us. I licked him, his salty skin and musk filling my lungs as I breathed him in. Flynn did the same, our tongues touching as we licked and sucked our man.
Fuck, I loved dick. I had two of the most beautiful ones I’d ever seen right in this room with me. With the kind of desperation only an addict understood, I wanted them to fill me up.
I was a slut for them. Wanton and needy.
Rubbing my legs together, I delved deeper, reaching around to get a handful of that meaty arse I’d been admiring since the first time I’d witnessed its glory. Flynn dropped his down face to the professor’s balls, licking and sucking on the skin of his sac. “Suck one into your mouth,” the professor rasped, his tone urgent.
“Want to eat you up,” Flynn rumbled, his fingers slipping into the professor’s crack as I sank my nails into his cheek.
Professor Reid cried out, pushing his hips back to meet Flynn’s wandering hand, then forward into my mouth.
“Get on the bed, Zee. Hang your head off it so you can suck him.”
Oh, hell yeah. I loved my guy’s dirty directions. I followed them without question, and the professor was there, bending over me and sucking on my nipples once more. I couldn’t reach him with my mouth, but I knew how to jack a man off like a pro.
Flynn nudged his legs wider and gripped his waist, grinding against the professor’s arse. “Bend at your waist. I want your balls.”
Professor Reid fell forward and canted his arse, licking a path down my belly to the edge of my panties. Sucking straight through the material, he latched onto my clit and flicked his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves. I cried out, thrusting my hips and grinding my cunt against his face. He straddled my face, and I cried out when he tore my panties, ripping them apart like tissue paper. He rubbed his stubbed chin against my cunt and I whimpered.
I sucked his dick down to the back of my throat. He punched forward, pushing deeper, past my tonsils. I swallowed around his length before he pulled out almost to his tip. “Oh fuck,” he breathed, his voice wobbly.
Opening my eyes, I spied what had him cursing. Flynn had his eyes closed, ecstasy written on his face. Hands on each of the professor’s cheeks, he spread him open as he licked stripes from his sac up to his hole. I threaded my fingers through Flynn’s, and he opened his eyes, staring down at me with a mouth full of another man’s cock.
“Thank you,” he whispered, his forehead resting against the professor’s butt. “I never could have dreamed of having this without you having the courage to take it first.” He bent and kissed my forehead, before shifting his hand, his thumb getting frisky with the professor’s pucker as he went back to feasting on him.
“Fuck. Fuck! Too close,” the professor gasped, standing up and pulling out of my mouth. He clamped a hand around the base of his cock. There was a note of unhinged desperation in his tone. Flynn dropped to his haunches and pulled his hands away, severing our connection.
“Get me a toy I can fuck our girl with,” he instructed Flynn.
He headed to my bedside drawer, pulled it open, and rifled through my lacy underwear. He found my black double-dick vibrator first, plucked it out, and tossed the dual cocks joined at their sacs to the professor. The other man caught it and propped one knee up on the bed, leaning over me to rub the lifelike veins against my cunt. “Remote?”
“In the drawer,” I gasped as my legs fell open, and I shamelessly rode the thick dildo pressed against my clit. “It’s black too.”
Flynn found it, together with the lube, came back over to us, and popped the lid, drizzling slick along the cock that would fill my arse. I groaned when the professor rubbed its tip over my hole, stretching me with each push forward. He knew it was what I wanted, what I craved. I loved the bite of pain that consumed me, then quickly turned to ecstasy the instant the burn subsided. Craving hit me like a ten-tonne wrecking ball. Fuck, that rough touch of his drove me wild. I wanted the dildo, and I wanted it now. My juices flowed, my channel clenching in invitation to the thick black dick at my entrances.
“Swallow my cock to the root, and I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk or talk,” the professor promised, his fingers tracing my lips.
“You gonna let Flynn fuck you?” I asked, challenging him. I wanted to sixty-nine the professor while I watched Flynn’s cock sink into the infuriating man.
