Page 43 of Privilege
You’re about to get so much wetter, baby.
I lean forward and spit my entire mouthful of Dane’s cum onto her pussy, and then I sink my tongue into her cunt as far as it will go.
“UUUNGH!” she grunts, hips shooting up off the sunbed.
Fuck yeah.
I run my tongue over every single part of her, coat her lips and clit and entrance in my brother’s cum, mixing them together like my own personal brand of crack.
I have never tasted anything this good in my whole fucking life.
Her pussy is frantically spazzing out, but I’m taking my sweet goddamn time. Dane maneuvers around me and presses her hips into the leather to hold her still. Her thighs fight us; her body wants to close up, tense up, move away from the slow, relentless pressure.
“Too much,” she pants.
“Come on beautiful,” Dane murmurs. “I want to see you come like this. With a pussy full of my cum and my brother’s tongue inside of you.”
She starts to spasm, her thighs shaking and twitching around my ears.
“That’s it baby,” he urges. His voice is warm, and intoxicating, and I ache at the sound of it. “Come for us.”
And she does.
Wetness streams from her slit, coating my mouth and dripping down into her ass. Her pussy andasshole pulse as she rides out the shockwaves. Dane frees her hips so she can buck up against my face while she moans like it’s her last orgasm on death row.
I rear up, my muscles so tight they could snap, rip out my cock and stroke. It only takes four quick pumps before I fuckingbust,blow my load all over her pussy while she’s still air humping like my mouth hasn’t left.
I groan so loud the staff can probably hear and lose my balance a little as I stoke a few more times, cum still leaking out and onto her. Dane’s hand finds my back and steadies me.
“I love you,” I gasp, eyes still closed. “I love you.”
His fingers flex against my skin and Cara coos softly as she collapses onto the sunbed.
Both of you.
I finally open my eyes. Cara is heaving, spent, clearly exhausted. Dane is quiet. Sated. Like the embers of a fire after everyone has gone to sleep.
I love you both.
“Cara,” Dane says, his voice low. “You’re a fuckingmess.”
She groans.
He lays down beside her, like when they first met in my room, only she’s naked and he’s face to face with her pussy instead of her tits.
“We can’t leave you like this beautiful,” he murmurs. And then he lowers his head and licks every inch of her pussy clean.
When he’s done, Cara sits up on her elbows, grabs the back of his head, and pulls him up to her face.
“I want to taste all three of us,” she says. And then she kisses him.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d think I was about to come. Again.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Cara
Dane eases me downonto my back as he slips his tongue into my mouth so I can taste us all, a heady cocktail of everything I never knew I needed.
