Page 36 of Poison Ivy
Torin breaks the kiss, grinning wickedly. “With pleasure.” He grabs the neckline of my dress and rips it clean down the middle, exposing my bare breasts.
“Fuck, she’s gorgeous,” Tate mutters, palming himself through his jeans. This is the first time they have seen me naked. I’m disappointed the third musketeer isn’t here to witness it as well.
I arch my back, offering myself to them. “Is this what you wanted to see all night?” I purr.
“Shut up,” Torin snarls, pinching my nipple hard. I cry out in pain, mingled with pleasure.
Tate gets out of the car and opens the back door. He grabs my ankles and drags me towards him, pushing me down on the grass verge and spreading my legs wide. “No knickers,” he notes with a smirk. “Such a dirty little slut.”
“Why bother when you just rip them off me?” I retort.
“So, you were expecting us?” he mutters darkly.
“Always,” I reply as he buries his face between my thighs. His tongue lashes against my clit, and I moan, fisting my hands in his hair.
Torin cups my face roughly. “Open,” he commands. When I do, he shoves two fingers into my mouth. “Suck.”
I swirl my tongue around Torin’s fingers as Tate continues his assault on my pussy. The dual sensations have me writhing on the grass, desperate for more.
Torin pulls his fingers from my mouth with a wet pop. “Good girl,” he purrs. “Now let’s see how well you suck something else.”
He unzips his pants, freeing his impressive cock. Without hesitation, I lean forward and take him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks as I suck him deep.
“Fuck,” Torin groans, fisting his hand in my hair. “That’s it, take it all.”
Tate chooses that moment to plunge two fingers into my dripping cunt, curling them to hit that spot that makes me see stars. I moan around Torin’s cock, the vibrations making him thrust deeper.
“Such a greedy little slut,” Tate murmurs against my thigh. “Taking his cock like you were made for it.”
I whimper in response, too lost in pleasure to form words. Torin’s grip on my hair tightens as he fucks my face in earnest.
“Look at me,” he demands. I force my eyes up, meeting his intense gaze. “That’s it. I want to see those pretty eyes while I fuck your throat raw.”
Torin’s cock hits the back of my throat, and I gag slightly, tears pricking my eyes. But I don’t look away,meeting his gaze as he uses my mouth for his pleasure.
Tate adds a third finger, stretching me deliciously. His thumb rubs firm circles on my clit, and I can feel my orgasm building rapidly.
“She’s close,” Tate growls. “I can feel her pussy clenching on my fingers.”
“Don’t you dare come yet,” Torin growls. “Not until we say.”
I whine in frustration, my hips bucking against his face. He chuckles darkly.
“Desperate little thing, aren’t you?” he taunts, pulling out of my mouth. I gasp for air, my lips swollen and slick. “Tonight, I get you first, Poison.”
Torin pulls me up roughly, spinning me around so I’m on my hands and knees, shivering on the grass. He grips my hips, lining himself up with my hole.
“Ready for your punishment, little killer?” he growls.
Before I can respond, he slams into me in one brutal thrust. I cry out, fingers digging into the earth as he sets a punishing pace.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” Torin grunts, his fingers leaving bruises on my hips.
Tate moves in front of me, gripping my chin and forcing me to look up at him. “Open wide, sweetheart,” he commands, guiding his cock to my lips.
I obey, taking him into my mouth as Torin continues to pound into me from behind. Thesensations are overwhelming, pleasure and pain blurring together.
“That’s it,” Tate groans, fucking my face. “Take it all like a good little slut.”
