Page 178 of The Substitute

“What?!” I whine. “No! Why?”

Savage sets the chair down that has a note taped to it that reads ‘If cum gets on this, you’re responsible for the cleaning bill,‘ and I have to laugh. He grabs my throat and jerks me to him for a hard kiss that instantly has me thickening.

“What the fuck do you talk about with your friends?” Ambrose asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Clearly, a lot more interesting shit than you do.” Savage rolls his eyes, then turns to me again. “You’re going to be a good baby girl and watch.”

“Why?” I pout a little.

“Because I know deep down you want to.” Savage says, and I hate that he’s right.

“But—”

Savage cuts me off. “Let us put on a show for you.”

I whimper but nod. “Fine.”

I sit down with a hurumph and cross my arms. Savage grabs Ambrose’s jaw and pulls him into a kiss. Not to be undone, Ambrose grips Savage’s hips.

They kiss and touch for a while, getting Savage naked and driving me insane with lust. I’m so hard I hurt, and I can’t keep still. My fingers are white with the grip I have on the chair to keep from stroking myself and making myself come.

Ambrose snickers. “I think he might actually spontaneously combust this time.”

“Can’t wait to see how he does when you fuck my mouth.” Savage bites Ambrose’s lip and pulls.

“Oh, fuck,” I whimper.

“Actually…” Ambrose reaches for Savage’s cock, stroking over the piercings. “I have a real need to know how these feel on my tongue.”

Savage’s cocky grin is all the answer Ambrose needs to drop to his knees. Ambrose strokes Savage a few times before lickinga line up the underside of his shaft. Savage groans, and his hips flex. I love watching their muscles flex as they move. It somehow makes it all more erotic.

My skin is hot and sensitive as I watch Ambrose take Savage in his mouth, both of them moaning. Savage gives Ambrose time to explore for a minute before moving, thrusting in and out of Ambrose’s mouth.

Ambrose looks up at Savage with a grin. “Don’t come. I have an idea.”

“I’m listening,” Savage pants. Ambrose stands and whispers so I can’t hear it while Savage strokes Ambrose. “Oh yeah, I’m down.” They kiss again, and I don’t know how much longer I can last over.

“Please!” I whine, shifting on the seat in an attempt to ease the ache.

“If you move from that chair before you’re told, I will tie you to it.” Savage lifts a brow at me, and I know I’m fucked.

Savage drops to his knees and inhales Ambrose’s skin, biting and licking his way toward the angry cock standing at attention. Ambrose’s eyes flutter half-closed when Savage takes him deep in his mouth.

His hand goes to Savage’s hair, and then he’s fucking into Savage’s mouth. It’s aggressive and brutal, but Savage takes it, opening his throat to let Ambrose fully invade it. It’s hot to see, the aggression and lust taking over until all that’s left is this primal need. I’m so hard at this point, it’s painful.

Savage reaches between Ambrose’s legs and plays with his balls, rolling them around and tugging on them lightly. Ambrose shudders, lost in pleasure as he comes with Savage’s eyes locked on him. His orgasm rolls through him, and it’s amazingly hot to watch him succumb to it.

Savage doesn’t release him until Ambrose is sensitive and hisses.

“Your mouth is good for more than talking shit. Good to know,” Ambrose pants with a smile.

“My mouth is good for a lot of things.”

“Like what else?” Ambrose says only half-heartedly.

“You haven’t had my tongue in your ass yet.” Savage winks, then kisses him softly. They have another whispered conversation, and Ambrose nods.

“Tobi—” Savage doesn’t have to say more.