Page 131 of Their Property
“Oh my God...” My hand found itself clenched in Grudge's hair, anchoring him down as I rode his lips with abandon. He only encouraged me, hands clasped on my ass to help drive me forward and back.
“That's it, little lady. Get his beard all wet. I want to taste and smell you when I kiss him.” T-Bone now had Dyno's back to his chest, one arm braced around Dyno's torso and the other hand sliding long strokes along his cock, which was thickening by the second. T-Bone's hips also made small thrusting motions, and I could just imagine the length of him gliding along Dyno's smooth backside.
His gaze fixated on me while his mouth pressed to Dyno's ear. He took the lobe between his teeth, sucking on it and making Dyno squirm.
“Aw yeah, thrust that cock through my hand,” T-Bone urged him. “Imagine that's her sweet little ass you're fuckin'.”
“Oh God...” I was so close and yet dying for this hollow, empty sensation to be filled. I needed something inside me more than I needed to breathe. Everywhere I looked was a sharp reminder of that need. Grudge below me, his incredible body and poor untouched cock behind me and then those two standing mere feet away. It was all too much and not enough.
“Guys,” I pleaded in a high, breathy whine and halted my movement on Grudge, even though I hated to. “I need—”
“What you need is to ride your man's face like a cowgirl until you come.” Dyno's words carried sharply, his tone domineering like I'd never heard before. His expression was just as commanding, even as T-Bone sucked the crook of his neck and stroked his cock. Jesus, this man was like a Swiss army knife of kinks, and I never knew which was going to pop up.
That was just one of the things I loved about him and why I immediately slid my pussy along Grudge's mouth again. The sweet man beneath me seemed to sense what I needed, and my head threw back with a decadent sigh when I felt his fingers press inside.
“Yes, oh yes!” I angled my clit toward his mouth while his fingers curled to make delicious friction against my slick walls. “Oh, Grudge, yes! That's perfect, so good...”
“Don't you want to fuck them both so bad?” T-Bone's voice caressed my ear like his mouth was physically against it.
“Mm-hmm.” Dyno's answer was just as sensuous. “At the same time, I never want to stop watching. They're beautiful together.”
“Fuck yes they are.”
They kept talking, but it was getting harder to hear over my own moans and the blood pounding in my ears. Grudge's fingers tapped a spot over and over that made me feel like a bottle of lightning. And his lips...holy shit, those perfect lips wrapped around my clit and sucked like he needed my orgasm to live.
I came to the sight of T-Bone and Dyno locked in a tight embrace and lust-filled kiss. Pleasure rocked through me from a man whose kisses and ministrations were unique, beautiful, and entirely his own. I bowed forward over Grudge's head, my strength temporarily stolen by my orgasm.
His hands rested on my back, rising and falling with my ragged breaths. And as I slowly came down from my high, I felt him draw a heart on my skin with his fingertip.
FORTY
GRUDGE
So this was the intoxicating taste the other guys couldn't get enough of. I thought I had missed having a tongue before but never truly until now. I would have liked to savor Kyrie on my tongue, feel the full range of her flavor on my taste buds. But I got her off, and that was good enough.
Her thighs, which had been tense and quivering, now relaxed on my chest where she sat. Her knees were still on each side of my head, and I tickled the sensitive backside of one just to see if she'd respond.
Kyrie leaned up and scooted down my body right away. “Sorry, sorry. I wasn't suffocating you, was I?”
A little thing like you? Never. Fuck me, do you have any idea how beautiful you look after you come? You're glowing, you look so happy. All I ever want to do is make you happy. I can't believe you chose me. I'm completely in love with you.
My head was full of thoughts I couldn't adequately express to her. If I reached for pen and paper, I'd have to stop touching her, and I couldn't bear to do that right now. With her help, I'd learn to sign again. Now that Charlie had one more person to remember her, it didn't hurt as badly to speak with my hands. Right then, I settled for shaking my head no and huffing out a soft laugh.
Kyrie pressed up, her expression seductive as she reached behind her and wrapped a delicate fist around my stiff cock. "No one's touched you here yet," she said, her voice almost mournful. But her eyes slid to our viewers, and her lips turned up in a playful smile. “And our audience really thinks I should keep riding you.”
“Yes, you should.” T-Bone and Dyno approached the bedside, still tangled up in each other while equally focused on us. “Grudge's cock is so fun to ride. His girth is perfect—”
“Oh my God.” Kyrie brought a hand to her face, unable to stop her laughter. “Travis, you are too much.”
“No, I'm not.” He released Dyno to cup her neck, leaning in with a grin. “I'm perfect for you too.”
“You are,” she admitted in a breathless whisper before taking his rough kiss.
Dyno, meanwhile, climbed onto the bed behind her, sitting on my thighs as he hugged around her waist and dragged kisses along her upper back. Unable to help myself, I rubbed a thumb over her clit, enjoying the view as she squirmed between the three of us.
T-Bone broke his kiss from her with a chuckle, sitting on the edge of the bed as he leaned down towards me. “Nowthisis what I've been dying to taste,” he said before taking my mouth.
He moaned the instant he tasted Kyrie on my lips, and how could I blame him? We were all addicted to her.
