Page 10 of Poisoned Pawns (The Gamemakers Trilogy #1)
“Yes,” she breathes as his mouth presses against mine feverishly–biting and licking like never before.
Gripping his hips, I pull his belt, summoning him closer to me as I deepen the kiss.
We both pull away and look at her. Lust is apparent in her eyes, and I pull his face to look at me again, biting his bottom lip as my other hand undoes his belt and button to his jeans.
Sliding my hand into his boxers, I grip his hard cock and slowly jerk his length.
“Does his hand jerking your cock feel good, Des?” she asks as his eyes roll in pleasure when my thumb swipes over the tip.
“It would feel even better if your mouth was on it while he strokes me,” he groans. She steps closer, phone in hand, while I continue to slowly pump him.
“Does it turn you on watching me with him?” I ask as she sets the phone against the wall on the desk and slides her hand up her thigh, disappearing under her skirt.
“How wet are you, Vee?” I moan as Desmond presses my head back against the wall, wrapping his hand around my throat–taking my air away.
“I bet you she’s soaked,” he says as I pump faster, causing him to tighten his grip on my throat while Vee fingers herself only a mere inch away.
“Am I right, Spitfire? Let him have a taste,” he orders.
She moves closer to me, removing her hand from beneath her skirt, and sliding a glistening finger along my lips.
Opening them, I suck her finger into my mouth and groan at her sweet, tangy flavor.
She looks over at him, removing her finger, only to do the same to him with her middle one.
His eyes widen for a second before licking it clean.
We all moan together as her hand finds the button to my jeans, popping it open and sinking her hand into my boxers.
She glides her fingers down my hard length, causing me to shutter against her touch.
Desmond growls, watching the exchange, causing me to tighten my grip on his length.
“Damn, this is hot,” he groans, bringing Vee’s face closer to us as he loosens his grip around my throat. She kisses him, and I see red. Jealousy flows through my veins so fucking rapidly. Pulling him off her, I wrap my hand around her throat and narrow my eyes.
“He’s mine, Vee,” I spit, then look over at him, removing my grip from his dick to wrap it around his throat.
“She’s mine too. Back off,” I threaten, and they both look at one another.
Tightening my grip on the both of them, I bring us all together for a sultry kiss.
All tongues, moans, and sloppy wetness. Pulling away, Des whispers something to Vee and she smiles wide. God damn, I want them both–so damn bad.
“I think Pretty Boy feels neglected tonight. What do you think, Spitfire?” He smirks.
“I have to agree. I think he needs some attention,” she says, pushing me back against the wall, and pulling down my boxers and jeans before sinking to her knees. I look down at her as she looks up at me, then at Desmond.
“You said you wanted to play, Pretty Boy. Game on!” He smirks, sinking to his knees next to her as she grips my length, shoving my cock into his waiting mouth.
“Fuckkkkk,” I groan loudly as her soft mouth latches onto my nuts, causing me to jolt as Desmond takes me to the back of his throat, swallowing around my length.
“Jesus christ. Your mouths.” I moan as he pulls away, and lifts her head by the back of her blonde hair, shoving my cock into her mouth.
She drags her teeth along my shaft, making my thighs quake.
He whispers something into her ear as she takes me further down her throat, gagging on my cock.
I lean my head back and close my eyes. The ecstasy pill finally hits my system, heightening the experience, making me want to cum already.
She pulls off of me with a pop before I feel both of their mouths sucking, biting, and fighting along my length.
Looking down at them as they apply more pressure, I watch them working together to make me shiver against them.
“Holy shit. You two are perfect. Whatever you do, don’t fucking stop,” I growl, running my hands through their hair as they pick up the pace, causing my toes to curl in my boots. I bite my bottom lip as my balls lift and the familiar tingle rushes up my spine. “I’m going to fucking cum,” I growl.
“Then cum, Pretty Boy. Show her how good we make you feel,” he orders, and the name alone, along with her little moans, has me nutting so hard into their mouths.
I grip both of their heads, pulling at their hair as my body trembles in pleasure.
Fuck, that was amazing. Coming down from my high, I take a deep breath and look down at them as my cum drips from the sides of their lips and along their cheeks.
“So fucking perfect,” I whisper, wiping the mess I made with my fingers and shoving them into their waiting mouths.
Screams echo the halls as we all freeze. Desmond helps Vee to her feet as I tuck my cock back into my jeans.
“Ya heard that, right? I wasn’t just imagining that?” she asks, and I nod.
“I heard it,” I respond as another scream echoes outside the room.
She grabs her phone and walks to the door, but Desmond beats her to it, swinging the door open and looking both ways.
People are screaming and running past us, heading for the front of the building.
Vee takes off before Desmond or I can grab her.
“Jesus christ,” he mutters.
“She always like this?” I ask, and his head snaps to me.
“You had to pick her, right? Out of all the girls. Her?” he spits, seeming really pissed off at the moment which only confuses me.
“What’s wrong with her? Why isn’t it okay that I chose her to play with?” I ask, and he comes to a dead stop, snapping his head at me.
“She’s off limits, Pretty Boy,” he growls, and I narrow my eyes.
But before I can say anything, Vee is running past us with her hand over her mouth.
What the fuck? “Jesus christ. I'll call you later,” he says, running after her. Stepping further down the hall and around the corner, I see a girl hanging from the exit light. There’s something on her stomach.
Stepping closer, I see the words, and my eyes widen.
“This is what happens when I’m ignored! Now her blood is on your hands. XOXO-Checkmate B*tches.”
Is this my fault? I ignored that message tonight. But why?