Page 142 of Unspoken Lies

“You’re mean, Lili,” Rachelle says to her. “But your cock is teasing me, Elijah.”

Her words get breathier with each word, and she rocks her pussy over my cock.

“Fuck, you’re going to make me blow,” I groan, my eyes hooding.

“Are you eating her out or fucking her?” Liliana asks, thoroughly enjoying herself. “I like watching my girl get fucked.”

“I was not thinking about contraception when I left the house today,” I complain, tugging Rachelle’s dress down. “Can I eat you out and come on one of my favorite parts of your body?”

My mouth attacks her tits, sucking and squeezing them while Rachelle holds on to me for dear life.

“You have a favorite part?” Liliana asks teasingly. “Baby, do you want to get covered in cum like a good girl?”

Liliana is fucking dangerous. Rachelle whimpers, her hands holding chunks of my hair in her fists as she fights to get more of me, anyway she can. Opening my mouth around her breast, I bite hard, enjoying the way she cries out. It’s a mixture of pain and pleasure, fulfilling the fucked up part of me that demanded I hurt people. My eyes are on hers the entire time, and her head is thrown back in pleasure.

“She likes some pain,” Liliana says softly, her eyes on Rachelle as I move my mouth back to her nipple to suck on it. “You have to be careful not to cross the line, because sometimes she doesn’t even know what that looks like.”

Lifting my head, I use what she told me to check in with Rachelle. “How are you doing, baby?” I ask her.

Her eyes are hooded, pupils blown, but I’m still not satisfied.

“Do we need a safe word, beautiful?” I ask her. I’m typically a bratty submissive, but I can take care of Rachelle.

“So if things get too much, I can tell you?” she asks breathlessly.

“Yes. I bit you pretty hard. I don’t want to hurt you, but fuck. It was a rush too,” I confess.

“I liked it,” she admits.

“Choose a safe word. I have a feeling we’ll have a voyeur here,” I say, wincing as Liliana smacks me over the head. “Lili, damn.”

“Just reminding you I’m your voyeur,” she says with a sing-song voice. God, she’s fucking scary. “Now eat my pretty girlfriend’s pussy.”

As if she cut my strings, I drop to my knees while holding Rachelle tightly, her gasp music to my ears. I don’t know where everyone else is, but I clearly don’t have a problem with an audience.

“I need your word, baby,” I murmur.

“Water,” she says immediately. The fact that her word is ‘water’ threatens to steal my breath away. Ignacio told me to live in the present, so that’s what I’m going to do.

Even when it’s hard. Maybe I can convince Rachelle to live in the moment with me.

Adjusting so Rachelle’s legs are draped over my shoulders, I pull her panties to the side. Her sweet scent is strong, and Igroan as I shove my nose in her pussy. My only thought is to make it good for her.

My nose bumps against her clit, and Rachelle’s tiny gasps make my dick start to leak.

“Hold on,” I rasp, my voice dark and greedy. My mouth closes over her cunt, sucking, licking, and eating up every drop of her cream before it’s replaced with more.

Her cries echo through the trees, and I feel as if I’m rewriting history. Sneaking into the woods, eating her out… this is how we should have spent high school. If we ever have daughters, I’m having Liliana teach them self defense.

It seems premature to think about this, but I’m all in with her. I have a feeling Jared is working on ways to free Rachelle from living in the shadows of society as a dead girl. It has to be exhausting always looking over your shoulder.

Focusing on Rachelle before Liliana decides to give me classes on how to eat her girlfriend’s pussy, I push my tongue inside her wet channel and rub her clit. I make sure to keep my eyes on Rachelle at all times, loving the way her breasts are on display for me as she writhes.

While one of her hands tugs on my hair to pull me closer, her other squeezes her breast. Watching her pull her nipples makes me feral. My mouth moves to torture her clit while my fingers tease her entrance before pushing inside.

“Oh,” she moans. “Make me feel full, Elijah.”

I hate that I didn’t bring condoms. Fuck me.