Page 6 of Forgotten Comeback (Parisi Family #5)

Chapter

Five

Taylor

Gavin thinks he can hypnotize me with the prettiest dick I’ve ever seen—I’m talking pink and smooth photoshopped perfection—and with a frenum piercing, no less?

Apparently, he can.

I give my head a little shake, snapping out of it. Hurrying to the bed, I crawl in behind Mia, who’s on her knees making out with Gavin. My lips press the back of Mia’s neck, and she moans into Gavin’s mouth as I reach around and cup her breasts.

Gavin surprises me by jerking Mia down to the bed, causing me to nearly fall off. “Dickhead,” I spit at him.

“Love the dirty talk.” He smirks, settling in between Mia’s legs and attacking her clit with the tip of his tongue.

“Oh,” she cries out in surprise.

“Jesus, don’t knife her clit in half. Let me show you how it’s done.” I shove him out of the way, diving my head between Mia’s legs and lapping with long, soft strokes.

“Mmm,” she says dreamily.

“Jesus, don’t make her fall asleep.” Gavin shoves me out of the way, ducking his head down.

I go to shove him back, but he was expecting it and braces for the impact.

Growling, I move my face down, both of us lapping at Mia’s cunt as she moans.

We side eye each other as Gavin moves his tongue faster, and I move my tongue faster, neither of us wanting to lose… whatever the hell this competition is.

His tongue accidentally flicks against mine, or maybe it’s mine that accidentally flicks against his. Either way, we both jerk back like we’ve been stung.

“Don’t stop,” Mia whines.

We both move back down, taking care not to touch each other again. Gavin’s hogging prime real estate, and so I shift my body sideways and move Mia’s leg over my neck, licking her clit side to side.

“What are you doing?” Gavin looks up at me from between Mia’s thighs.

“Teaching you how to eat pussy, apparently,” I taunt between the soft flicks of my tongue.

Gavin never takes his eyes off me as we move our tongues; somehow, we’ve synced up in perfect rhythm.

“Oh my fucking God!” Mia bucks wildly as she orgasms.

I shift my body, pressing gentle kisses on her lips as she comes down from her high. “How was that?”

“Mind-blowing,” she purrs.

“And that was just the warmup,” Gavin says as he wraps his sizable dick in a condom.

“Yes, please,” Mia whimpers, and that jealous heat hits me in the chest this time.

Gavin yanks Mia’s hips to him, sliding in all the way to the hilt.

“Oh, fuck!” She orgasms a second time.

Great, now Gavin and his magic dick are going to get all the credit.

He never takes his eyes off me as I begin rubbing my clit, us somehow falling into rhythm again. Me, stroke for stroke; him, thrust for thrust.

Gavin

Taylor’s throaty moans fill the room, and I imagine tying her to the headboard, fucking her hard and deep, making those big tits bounce as she cries my name.

“Gavin?” Mia says.

“What?” I snap my eyes to the woman I’m balls deep inside.

“I said right there,” Mia repeats herself, but I can’t take my eyes off Taylor, who’s pleasuring herself so beautifully.

“Taylor, come ride Mia’s face,” I command, annoyed that Mia is interrupting my fantasy.

“It’s cute you think you’re in control,” Taylor says with laughter in her eyes. “Mia, are you game?”

Mia’s eyes go wide. “I’ve never eaten pussy before, but I can try.”

“Nice soft licks and kisses around the clit; you can’t mess it up. Unless you’re Gavin.” Taylor eyes me, clearly unimpressed with my oral skills.

Scratch that; I’d tie Taylor to the bed and edge her all fucking night. Work her to the brink with my tongue until she was begging, no crying, to come.

“Hello? I said switch positions. Fuck Mia doggie so she can eat me while I’m lying down; queening might be too much for her first time,” Taylor tells me.

“And we’re back to you thinking you’re in charge.”

Taylor narrows her eyes at me. “You know I’m right.”

An annoyed growl sounds deep in my throat as I pull out, and everyone shifts positions, because she is right. I begin hitting Mia from behind as she tentatively moves her head down, but she freezes, staring at Taylor’s pussy.

“Eat,” I command, stilling my movement.

Mia hesitates. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I can,” she says, turning her head away from Taylor’s glistening pink cunt; a cunt that’s begging to be licked and sucked and bitten.

This selfish little bitch. She just got her pussy eaten by the both of us, but doesn’t want to return the favor.

“That’s okay.” Taylor smiles reassuringly, but I spot a flicker of embarrassment in her eyes. “I know how to get myself off. Carry on.”

Taylor scrambles out from under us, and I angrily pull out of Mia’s cunt.

“Hey, what’s happening?” Mia looks over her shoulder as I peel off the condom and give it a toss.

Mia doesn’t want to get Taylor off, then no way am I getting Mia off.

That’s what’s happening.

“Touch yourself. Whoever can hold out the longest wins,” I challenge Taylor.

Fire in her eyes to match her hair, she rubs her clit back and forth with the palm of her hand. She pauses, and I swallow a moan as her middle and index fingers disappear inside her pussy.

I jerk my dick harder, imagining it’s my finger between her thighs. No, my head between her thighs, and unlike Mia, I would have no problem diving in. “Fuck,” I grit. “I can hear how wet you are from over here. In and out, just like that.”

Taylor’s eyes flutter closed. “Oh, God.”

“Uh-huh. Eyes open.” I scoot closer.

“What are you doing?” She snaps her eyes open, removing her glistening fingers.

I lean in, taking a deep inhale. “Who knew a woman with such a sour puss could have a pussy that smells so sweet?”

“Fuck you,” she hisses.

“Sorry, you’re the one who said no touching.” I tsk. “Keep fucking yourself, man-eater.”

“Hey, what about me?” Mia interjects, and I almost forgot she was here.

“Touch yourself,” I tell Mia, needing her occupied. Returning my gaze to Taylor, I squeeze my dick to the point of pain. “Slip those fingers back inside your cunt and curl them,” I command.

Taylor doesn’t listen, instead rubbing lazy circles around her clit.

“You’re so close, Gavin.” My name rolls off her tongue with a hint of hostility, and if my dick gets any harder, it’ll implode.

“Give your balls a nice little tug,” she murmurs, “and spray cum all over my tits. You know you want to.”

Mmm, I do want to, but not as bad as I want to win this game.

I alternate flexing my abs and glutes, trying desperately to reroute some of this blood flow away from my stone-hard dick.

Taylor’s body tenses, trying to do the same for her swollen clit.

I let up on the pressure, demanding my dick not betray me in the final round.

“Look at that throbbing clit, just begging for release,” I murmur, and Taylor tries to hide it, but I catch that throaty little moan.

“You ready to squirt all over my dick? You know you want to.”

Her body trembles as she cries out, and I cry out, both of us coming hard and long.