Page 75 of Pucking the Team

“You okay, honey?” Theo asked, removing his fingers and rising.

I opened my eyes and stared into his. “Can’t you tell that I am?”

He chuckled. “Sounded like you were having fun, but I wanted to check.”

“Hell yes. That was fun.” I cupped his cheeks and kissed him, tasting myself. “Thank you.”

“The pleasure is all mine.”

“Mmm, not quite.” I smiled and slipped my hands to his bare chest. “Let me return the favor.”

His eyebrows twitched, and his pupils dilated a little.

“Like this,” I said. I pushed him so he was seated on the sofa again, but sideways, his back against the arm and one foot on the floor. “And you need to lose these.”

“Ah fuck,” he muttered. He glanced at Ben.

“You said you wanted her,” Ben said.

“I know, just didn’t think I’d get so lucky.” Theo’s voice was gruff.

“I’m the lucky one.” I reached for his belt buckle and slowly undid it. “Goodness knows what I’d have done without you guys.”

He bit on his bottom lip. I took my time, enjoying the anticipation; the air was fizzing with it.

When I’d exposed his cock, long and thick and with a rod-straight vein running up the underside, I took it in my fist.

“Careful,” he said, “I’m so fucking turned on.” His cheeks had flushed.

“Not a problem.” I adjusted myself so I was kneeling on the sofa, between his legs.

“Sweet ass you’ve got,” Ben said from behind me, his hands tracing my waist, hips, and thighs. When he smoothed them back up, he caught my skirt, bunching it in the small of my back, the material like a belt around my middle.

My ass cheeks were exposed to him, and I arched the dip of my spine, inviting him to touch me. I was greedy for it. Greedy for everything they could give me and I could give them.

“Pippa,” Theo said softly and stroked his hand over my hair. “Are you sure?”

I didn’t reply; instead, I swiped my tongue over the tip of his cock and stroked down his shaft in a long, firm grip.

He moaned, his fingers tightening on my hair roots. “God, that’s good.”

“Show him what you can do,” Ben said, clasping my buttocks, “he deserves it.”

He really did, so I opened my mouth and took him deep, wrapping my tongue around his steely erection and fastening my lips tight.

“Ah, fuck…” he groaned, his body tensing to concrete. “That’s it…fuck yeah.”

I stilled for a moment, absorbing his slightly salty taste and the heat of him.

Ben was behind me, his hands roaming now, and as I pulled up on Theo’s shaft, I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of Ben’s slightly rough palms on my ass cheeks and the backs of my thighs.

“You’re so wet,” Ben said. He slipped two fingers through my pussy lips, top to bottom.

I moaned softly around Theo’s cock and hoped Ben wouldn’t stop what he was doing.

“That’s amazing,” Theo said hoarsely, “fuck yeah.”

I’d found the speed and pressure he liked and used my hand as well as my mouth. When I took him deep, his soft pubic hair tickled my nose.