Page 136 of The Sun & Her Burn
“Oh my God, can I come, sir?” she begged Adam as her hands turned to claws in my hair, and her hips juddered over my mouth. “Please, I want to see you fuck Seb. I want to come, and I want to watch you split him open.”
My cock jerked so hard I was afraid I was about to come from her dirty words alone.
“Mmm, not yet,” he cautioned. “Hold it for me.”
She panted, my hips shivering as she fought to control herself.
I gave her no quarter, tugging on her sensitive breasts and sucking rhythmically at her clit until she cried out, her nails digging into my scalp, her head thrown back to the sky.
“Adam, please!” she shouted.
“Since you beg so nicely,” Adam said with quiet, intractable authority. “You can come for us.”
Her scream was almost soundless as her pussy flooded me with cum, the sweet tang of it like ambrosia on my tongue. Making her orgasm was so arousing that I found my balls drawing up from Adam’s tongue on my rim and Linnea’s cum in my mouth.
“Cazzo,” I cursed, pressing the word into Linnea’s slick thigh. “Adam, I’m going to come, too.”
“Lick her clean and come for me then,” Adam suggested blandly.
His affected coolness and haughty boredom had always been such a fucking turn-on, and combined with the addition of his fingers sliding into my entrance, I was a dead man.
The climax ripped through me as if someone had cleaved out my spine. My body arched involuntarily as my cock kicked, sputtering cum all over my abdomen until Adam reached out to close his mouth over my tip and suck down my seed.
I was cursing in Italian, a mumbling litany I was hardly aware of as I floated on a sea of warm pleasure.
“God, you taste good.”
Linnea’s voice drew me back to earth enough to peer through one eyelid at her as she exchanged open-mouthed, almost sloppy kisses with Adam. I groaned long and low as I watched them swap my cum over their tongues, Adam’s hand around her throat to hold her still while he fed her my spend. My softening cock twitched valiantly on my stomach, fighting to reharden.
“You two are criminally sexy,” I muttered, flopping an arm over my forehead as if I couldn’t handle it even though I made sure it didn’t obstruct my view of them.
Adam pushed Linnea away with his grip on her neck and got off the end of the bed to stand proud in his naked glory. He was carved from pale gold marble, his hair and stubble shades darker than his skin, the trimmed thatch at the base of his wide, wide cock even darker than that. My mouth watered as he fisted that weapon of a cock, stroking up until a bead of precum hung from the tip. Linnea and I both quivered like dogs waiting to be released into the hunt.
He let the moment draw out, pulling along his shaft in long, strong strokes that made me feel dizzy even as I lay down.
“Get on your knees for me, beauties,” he said finally.
We moved as if off the starting line of a race, swiftly throwing ourselves off the bed at his feet in our haste to get our mouths around that dick.
Linnea pressed her entire side into mine, one palm over my hairy thigh, nails digging just slightly into my skin. To anchor herself, I thought, and loved it.
“Open your pretty mouths for me,” Adam demanded coldly, staring down at us like a god, like someone just as likely to smote us as to reward us.
I was close enough to smell him, that earthy, salt-tinged musk of an aroused cock and dripping precum.
Moisture pooled in my open mouth as I tipped my head back slightly to present for him.
Linnea did the same.
“So good for me,” Adam praised, reaching out with his free hand to hold her mouth open so he could slot his cock inside in one smooth thrust.
He pulled out and shifted to me to do the same, his grip strong on my jaw as he leveraged his thick cock between my lips and over my tongue.
Back and forth he went, fucking us each with one smooth stroke before moving to the other. Drool spilled from the edge of my open mouth and down my neck. The wet sounds our lips made as he thrust inside were obscene and underscored by the slight groans and whimpers we made as he used us.
I never could have known I would love it so much, a big cock in my mouth, a rough hand at my jaw, a pretty girl watching me take a man’s dick deep inside me.
But it lit me up like a fucking Christmas tree.
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