My dick pops out of her mouth, her hand still working up and down my cock as she answers. “It feels good, Vince. So fucking good.”
My hands tighten around her thighs, forcing her to stay where she is so I can access her clit with my tongue. I nip at her pussy, her legs squirming before she takes me back in her mouth.
Her moans around my dick are getting me close, but what sends me over the edge is Bree cupping my balls, massaging them in her hands, and before I can stop it, I’m coming down her throat.
Stars are exploding behind my eyes as I come harder than I have in my fucking life.
“Fuck, Bree.” I moan, barely decipherable to my ears as all the sounds mix together. The feel of her mouth still sucking me dry makes my dick hard again as soon as I’m done.
That’s what she fucking does to me. It’s the first time she’s touched me, and I can’t get enough. I’m ready to go again, but my girl hasn't even come yet.
That changes now.
“Flip around and grab the headboard, angel. I wanna see that gorgeous face of yours when you come all over my mouth.”
She complies, her legs shaking already.
“Don’t be afraid to grind your pussy on my face. Take whatever it is that you need from me.”
“Vince, fuck,” is all she can say when I nip her clit. I grab her ass and steady her body on my face. It fits perfectly in my hands, and I squeeze it a few times, memorizing every fucking inch of her beautiful body.
“This pussy was made for me, baby,” I say as I lick, suck, and devour her. I feel her body start to shake, and I know she’s about to come. “Come for me, Bree. Let everyone know who’s doing this to you.”
Her legs tighten around my head, and a few seconds later, I feel her coat my tongue and face as she comes. Her screams are like music to my fucking ears as I hear her nails grip the headboard, scratching hard as I silently wish she would do that to my back.
Maybe in the future…
I lick up every drop of her release, and as she slumps against the mattress, I grab her and pull her towards me. “Come here, beautiful.”
She can barely speak as I grab a blanket, throw it over us, and wrap my arms around her.
“Tired?”
“Exhausted, but I feel so fucking good, Vince. So good.” She slaps my chest with her palm as she kicks her heels off her feet.
I grab her face, kissing her until she’s breathless, her lipstick smeared. Her face is shocked, as if I did something she wasn't expecting.
“What? You don't think we taste good together?” I smirk, winking at her through my own Bree-induced haze.
“I guess I wasn't expecting you to kiss me after I—”
“Get that thought out of your head right now, Bree.” I never understood why some guys are fucking weird about that. I don't mind tasting myself on Bree’s lips. I like knowing that her lips were just wrapped around my dick. “Do you want to stay here tonight or go back to your room?”
“I think I need a shower before bed, but I don't want to walk around naked with all the cameras.”
The cameras. “If anyone saw you in that set you walked over here in, I’m going to have to kill them.”
“Oh, shit,” is all Bree says through a giggle. “I was too nervous to think about that when I walked down the hall.”
“Fuck. Let me—”
“Don't bother Nico. You know if he watches it back, we’ll never live it down. Plus, you shouldn't kill your best friend over something like this.”
“He’s not my best friend. You’re my best friend,” I say to her.
“I’m your girlfriend, Vince. Nico’s your best friend.”
“You’re both to me, angel. Nico is my business partner turned acquaintance turned annoying guy who pushes all my fucking buttons.”