Page 41 of The Dom with the Clever Tongue

“Shush?” He growled and wormed a second finger into her, shoved them both higher so her bottom lifted a half-inch off the couch. Her gasp and the way she shot her hand down and overlaid his hand in her panties made him twitch to dominate her. “I want to fuck you.” He addressed both of them. “I may be able to back away, but my cock could nuke half the town when it goes off.”

Slowly, he let her back down and pulled his hand out of her panties, leaving her sprawled against the couch in disarray. Her eyes were hooded and her hand slipped weakly off his wrist. He smiled in satisfaction.

“Well, we wouldn’t want that.” Scarlet’s twisted grin made fun of his words, but she and Reece exchanged that little unspoken communication. There must have been some question in the girls’ eyes but Scarlet nodded.

Christ.

Then flushed, sweaty-browed, disheveled Reece whispered back to her, “I want to do it to you at the same time. I want to go down on you.”

The intensity in Scarlet’s expression, in the dance of her eyes and heave of her breasts, made him wonder if she suffered as much as he did.

“Blue balls too?” He tilted an eyebrow.

“If you have a condom on you, get undressed,” she rasped.

“A man never leaves home without one.”

They all stripped fast. Him, whipping off shirt and jeans and underwear so quickly that Reece was still unclipping her bra at the back, though her dress had pooled at her feet. Scarlet was naked. Where Reece was soft and womanly in every aspect, he could see the hint of muscle in Scarlet’s build. Her shoulders were sculpted yet feminine. She made him want to bite down on those and made him wonder who would win in a wrestling match. He would, of course. Trying her though would be fun.

“Not me, big man.” She edged her chin at Reece. “Her.”

This time he just stepped in and helped with it all. Peeling Reece out of herbra and red panties was like getting to eat the icing off a cake. While Scarlet slid the bra straps down her arms and kissed her senseless, he licked his way down her quivering back. Long muscles, warm woman. Under his palm and mouth, her back and the sumptuous swell of her ass were nirvana enshrined.

“I’d use my teeth to pull these down but I’m not that flexible.” With the panties pinched in his fingers, he guided the soaked scrap of lace past the curve of her butt and down her legs.

“Come here, kitten.” Scarlet sat on the couch while urging Reece to her hands and knees. Then she spread her legs and drew her girlfriend in close, playing with strands of her hair. Sensuously, she ran her tongue along her top lip, anticipating. “Put your mouth on me.”

As he surveyed the little panorama of lesbian sex, his tongue froze. His throat closed in. His cock went to full mast with a vengeance. The two of them together were incandescent hot. But nothing undid him more than a woman presenting her ass to him and revealing a thoroughly aroused slit – gleaming with moisture and her labia pink and swollen. His gaze focused on where his cock needed to go.

In a few seconds, he’d retrieved a condom from his pants. He fumbled rolling it on, distracted by the sight of Scarlet’s throat working and then her head going back as she groaned. That and the little sounds of licking said Reece had found exactly the right place.

He smiled inside, thinking of all the practice the two of them must have had at cunnilingus. If only he’d been there.

When he crouched behind Reece and put his hand on her ass, she wriggled, inviting him in. He kneeled and used his thumbs on either side of her cleft to open her, then fed the head of his cock in a small distance, enough to trigger the clench of her muscles.

“Fuck.” The squeeze on his cock sent an enormous pulse through him.

A shudder took Reece as he slowly thrust in deeper, driving in toward her center, taking her. He’d craved this for so many years, and now he had her, his cock inside her. He reached forward and took a twist of her hair to push her onto Scarlet only to find the other woman’s hand there too.

“My half.” She chuckled then forced Reece’s head down a little more onto her mound.

He let go, amused at the dividing up of territory. The way Scarlet went from looking at Reece eating her pussy, to him fucking her, then back and forth again, and the rapid amping up of her arousal...it made him wonder.

How lesbian was a girl who liked seeing a man sticking his cock in her girlfriend? A fetish? A kink? Or more?

Thinking could wait. With his hands wrapped around Reece’s hips, he found his rhythm. Spearing into Reece’s warmth while the two women filled the room with a loud mess of moans and gasps scorched his brain into full-on fucking mode.

Fuck her hard until she knew she’d had a man take her.

Scarlet writhed back in a full-body arch, screaming, and with her legs wrapped around Reece. He plowed into Reece until his thighs smacked hard into the back of hers. She shuddered, clamping in on his cock as he spurted into her. For those few glorious seconds, his eyes rolled upward.

At last, mind back in the game, he unclawed his fingers from her skin. The three of them stayed together, catching their breath. After a while, he withdrew then moved up and gave Reece a last kiss, pleased at the bemused sleepiness on her face.

His nostrils flared. The taste from her moist lips would be from Scarlet. It was tempting to pull her into a kiss too. She was there, within reach, smiling into her girlfriend’s hair while mussing it up. But, no.

What was the etiquette now? Leave? He wasn’t really part of their relationship. He stood, looking toward the kitchen. Bathroom though?

“Can I grab a shower?”

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