Page 57 of The Upgrade

Sybil catches the hem of my top and pulls it over my head. “Red is your color,” she purrs as she traces the strap of my bra. “God, I could eat you up.”

She dives into my cleavage, kissing and nibbling and driving me wild with her tongue. With her lips around one of my nipples, she lays me across Kit’s lap. The back of my head touches down on his crotch and his smile fills with desire.

“Hi.” My giggle turns into a moan as Sybil squeezes my breasts. “That’s either your keys in your pocket or you like what you see.”

“I like it very much.” His hand strokes my arm, a gesture that’s soaked in need and possession. “You make me so fucking hard.”

Sybil stays fixed on my breasts, squeezing and licking and eating me up like she said. Kit’s massive hand skims the edge of my skirt before he hikes up the fabric, fingertips teasing the edge of my panties.

I already know they’re drenched.

“Sweet Eve.” He tugs them aside, thick fingers spreading me as Sybil caresses my breasts. “This pretty little pussy can’t get enough.”

I try to reply, but Sybil crawls down my body, dragging my skirt as she goes. Her breasts warm my flesh as she moves. Tossing my skirt to the floor, she looks up at Kit like it’s Christmas morning.

“She’s so fucking wet just for us,” she says.

Kit dips down to kiss me, unhooking my bra as I lie spread on his lap. “I told her she needs to taste you.”

I shiver as Sybil hooks her thumbs at the edges of my thong. She drags it down my legs with a smile. “Let me lick this pretty pussy, sweet Eve.” She trails the tip of a finger through my slippery seam and I shudder. “Pretty please with honey on top?”

I make a strangled sound as Kit cups my breasts. They’re skillful and huge, already touching me just how I like it.

“Yes,” I choke out, already dizzy with pleasure.

She does a silly little shimmy like I’ve tossed her the keys to a Porsche. Dropping to her belly, she kicks her bare legs over the arm of the couch. Hooking my knees over her shoulders, she settles between my thighs. As she spreads me open with the tip of a finger, her warm breath brushes my folds. “So fucking pretty.”

I groan as her tongue glides the length of my slit. The tip of it circles my clit as Kit kneads my breasts. This feels naughty and so damn delicious.

“Christ, Eve.” Kit’s voice in my ear sounds feral and rough. “You’re insanely sexy like this.”

I try to respond, but Sybil’s next lick sends me into a tailspin. “Oh, God.” I arch into her tongue, reveling in her softness. In the tickle of her blond curls on my thigh and the heady scent of basil in her hair.

“You like that, Eve?” Kit’s thumb strokes my nipple and I groan. “You love when she sucks on your clit?”

My nod grinds the back of my head into his growing hard-on. “She’s so g—good at it.” Christ, I can’t catch my breath. “Don’t stop.”

Sybil chuckles between my spread thighs, kicking a throw pillow aside. “We’re just getting started.”

Her tongue dips inside me as my nails dig into the sofa cushion. Kit gives me his hand and I squeeze it, anchoring myself in this moment. This bliss. The tease of her hair, the flat of her tongue on my clit.

“Fuck, that feels good.” I squeeze Kit’s hand as Sybil slips two fingers inside me.

“I love how responsive she is.” She’s fucking me with her hand as her tongue paints pleasure between my legs. “I can feel you squeezing me.”

I’m feeling it, too, little pulses of pleasure. The contractions that signal I’m already close to the edge.

Sybil must notice. “You’re already there, aren’t you?” Her smile is triumphant. “Just a few little licks and you’re mine.”

I nod when I can’t find my voice, conscious of Kit’s cock pressing into the back of my skull. What Sybil’s doing feels insane. I’m so fucking close. She’s just the right balance of softness and pressure.

“That’s it, Eve.” Kit rolls my nipple with the pad of his thumb. “Show her how prettily you come.”

His words spark the fire as much as her mouth does and I let out a shriek as the orgasm takes me. It’s fierce and it’s sudden, ripping the breath from my lungs. I cry out again, arching up. Kit squeezes my breasts, holding me steady as I crest each wave. Stars swim in my vision, and at one point I might even black out.

Holy fuck.

When I come down to Earth, Sybil looks up with a grin. “Well that was fun.”

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