Page 14 of Clandestine

Sydnee brings one hand to Hale’s core, using two fingers to hold her pussy lips open for me, and my pointer finger begins to circle her tight little hole as I watch it clench.

“I can explain,” Hale huffs out, her eyes fighting to stay open, staring at Jackson with a hooded gaze as I dip my finger inside.

When she whimpers, I pull back from her and lick my lips before I speak. “No explanation. Jackson can either sit and watch or join in, but you don’t owe him shit.”

She looks from me, back to Jackson, whose eyes are nothing but zeroed in on her.

“No need, angel,” Jackson says smoothly, his fingers coming to join me in playing with her beautiful pussy. I smirk when he strokes his fingers against her clit while I bring my tongue to her entrance.

“You paid the waitress off, right?” he asks me.

Nodding back to him, I keep my attention on tongue fucking my beautiful girl. Paid her extra to keep any cooks in check back there as well. Whatever excuse she had to use to keep everyone in the back for now.

“You want this, don’t you? You want the three of us this way, touching you, pleasing you? Even if it’s just for tonight?” Jackson’s voice is supportive, and I can feel her pussy pulse at his words. He’s the soft one with her, her teddy bear. She nods for him, sucking her lip between her teeth as I continue to work my tongue into her entrance. All three of us are touching her dripping center in some way, and judging by the arousal pooling onto the table, I think she really fucking likes it. I imagine how insane this must be for her, when she was just masturbating a few hours ago, thinking of god knows what.

“My beautiful fucking angel,” he coos, none of us stopping our assault on her senses. She’s so damn pliant for our touch, writhing and falling apart.

We’ve never shared a girl with them before. I know that’s something Jackson and Sydnee do quite often on tour, but never the three of us. I hate to admit it, but I see the appeal. Knowing that each of us are bringing her pleasure in so many forms is fucking exhilarating. She deserves it; she deserves to be touched and licked, sucked and fucked until she’s boneless. She just doesn't know it yet. She doesn’t know that there’s no possible way my need for her will end after tonight.

“Breathe,” is all he says before her nipple is in his mouth. Hale’s back arches against Sydnee, and I move my tongue lower, teasing her entrance with my finger instead. It’s cramped in this small space, but I’d do anything to bring her pleasure now that I have her like this. A sight, an action, a position that I’ve only dreamed of for years.

“One,” I whisper to the room, watching my finger disappear into Hale’s tight cunt. Goddamn, I’m not sure if I deserve this view. My beautiful girl being spread open as wide as she can for me while I explore her body, my best friend soothing her, and our other best friend only aiding her experience more.

This is how it was always meant to be. We were never meant to be “best friends.”. Jackson and I were meant to show this girl the world, and every bit of pleasure within it. Syd is a bonus, an unforeseen blessing as it seems she makes our girl happy, too.

I’m so hard for her; I have no choice but to release my cock with my free hand. I give myself lazy strokes, wanting to drag my pleasure out alongside hers.

“Our dirty girl, letting all three of us touch you like this,” I say with my mouth against her cunt, and the moan that escapes her lips is one I will remember for the rest of my days.

“Fuck,” she moans, pinching her eyes shut again.

“You taste so fucking good, brat,” I mutter around her clit.

“You feel so fucking good,” Syd says, and I can barely see the way her own hips rock against Hale’s back.

“Oh, god,” she sighs.

“Can I just say, you also look pretty damn good,” Jackson half laughs, none of us missing the way we all praise her.

“Oh, fuck, I think she’s a squirter.” I motion my finger to the spongy space against her walls and begin to massage it, feeling it swell.

“What?” Her question is panicked, and her pussy creates a death grip around my finger.

“Relax, let go, trust me.” Jackson’s soothing calms her, but not completely.

“I feel like I’m…” she pants, and my cock jerks in my hand. “I feel like I’m getting close, but there’s something else, too.”

“We know. Relax your body and let it happen.” He closes his mouth around her breast again, sucking the nipple hard. Syd curses behind her and moves her hand away from Hale’s pussy, and I watch it disappear between their bodies.

“Come on, baby, squirt all over me.” Moving my finger inside of her with precision, hitting the perfect spot over and over until she has no choice in the matter, she grinds against my hand. My girl is going to squirt for me, whether she knows it or not.

Hale comes undone, and loudly, with Sydnee moaning in unison behind her, biting and sucking her neck while pinching her nipple hard. I relish the sounds of them orgasming together. Hale’s first orgasm with me. The way Hale’s pussy grips my finger over and over, gushing all over the table below her is sinful, but I remove my finger and replace it with my tongue to lap up everything she’s giving me.

“Did I?—”

Jackson interrupts her.

“You squirted, baby girl. So fucking beautiful.”

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