Page 47 of Too Far

Finally, she pulls off and kisses the tip, finishing the way she started.

“Now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” she croons.

Smirking, I tip forward, intent on helping her up and pulling her into my arms.

But she leans back and shakes her head, her brows lifted as mirth dances in her eyes.

“I’m not done,” she whispers with a wink.

Then she turns and crawls on her hands and knees straight for Kylian.

I swallow past the concern bubbling up inside me. She’s fine, she’s safe, and Josephine only ever does what she wants to do. I take a breath and force myself to settle. If she wants more, it’s hers for the taking.

Kylian scoots forward on the bench and spreads his legs wide. He watches her approach, his eyes full of primal lust behind his glasses. “You did so good for him, baby,” he praises, pulling his cock out of his pants.

She murmurs something I can’t make out, and his face lights up in response. Without hesitation, he reaches out to line up her pouty, swollen mouth with the head of his cock.

“Suck,” he demands, filling her mouth entirely in one smooth thrust.

Fuck. It’s been moments since I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life, and already, my dick twitches and grows to a semi.

I’m tempted to look away, to pull back, sit down and turn around in the captain’s chair to give them privacy.

Until her words from earlier echo in my mind.

She likes them watching. She likes being watched.

“Fuck yeah. You look so perfect sucking his cock, Mama.”

The words smack into me, jolting me from the carnal spell I’ve fallen under. Across from them, Kendrick blatantly grips his length through his shorts.

Beside him, Locke is even less discreet. He has his dick out, and he’s leaned back, squeezing the tip like he’s forcing himself to hold out.

Kylian unloads with a grunt a minute later, both of his hands tangled in Josephine’s hair as she sucks him down.

At this rate, she’s going to make a meal of us.

The thought of all of us filling her with cum and mixing together inside her sends another spark of arousal through my gut.

With one hand, Kylian puts his dick away, but he doesn’t release her head.

Instead, he bends low and kisses her, sweeping his tongue into her mouth like he’s ravenous to taste himself on her lips.

He groans and dives in for another taste.

I gulp past the urge to remind him that he’s likely tasting my cum on her tongue, too.

Maybe this is how it works? Maybe this is what they like.

Admittedly, I don’tnotlike it.

My completely hard length is evidence of just how much I like the scene taking place right now.

Kylian finally pulls back. “Who’s next?”

I expect one of the boys to answer, but instead, it’s Josephine who speaks.

It’s Josephine they always defer to.