Page 80 of Sin Bin Daddies
I stroke my hands down her sides, guiding her back against the pillows as Asher shifts to the side. She whimpers when I press a kiss to the inside of her thigh, her legs instinctively parting for me, her glistening folds still twitching from Asher’s touch.
“Such a good girl,” I murmur, trailing my lips lower. “Taking everything we give you.”
She gasps when my mouth finds her, her fingers tangling in the sheets. She’s soaked, her body sensitive and overstimulated, but I don’t rush.
I savor her, lapping at the mess we made of her, flicking my tongue over her swollen clit just to hear her cry out. She tries to close her legs, but I grip her thighs, holding her open, watching as her back arches off the bed.
“Oh my god, Ford?—”
I hum against her, circling her clit before dipping my tongue inside her, tasting the mix of her arousal and Asher.
She’s so warm, so sweet, and the way she writhes beneath me, the way her body responds, has my cock aching painfully. I could stay between her thighs forever, watching her come undone over and over again.
I feel Asher shift beside us, hear the low curse he lets out as he watches. “Fuck, she’s so sensitive.”
She whimpers, twisting against the sheets, her body shaking. Her hands find my hair, tugging, trying to push me away even as she grinds against my tongue, desperate for more.
“I can’t?—”
“Yes, you can,” I murmur against her, dragging my fingers up the inside of her thigh. “Let go for me, angel.”
She chokes on a sob, her whole body seizing as she shatters. But this time, when she comes, it’s different.
A sharp cry tears from her throat, and suddenly, her release spills over, soaking my lips, my chin, the sheets beneath her.
Silence falls.
Then Asher lets out a low, stunned whistle. “Holy shit.”
I lift my head, swiping my tongue over my bottom lip, savoring the taste of her. My gaze locks onto hers, her wide eyes filled with shock and embarrassment.
Her cheeks burn as she stares at me, then at Asher, as if she doesn’t quite believe what just happened.
“That… that happens sometimes,” she mumbles, her voice barely above a whisper.
Asher grins, dragging his fingers down her stomach, teasing the sensitive skin just above her core. “That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
I chuckle, pressing one last kiss to the inside of her thigh before moving up to hover over her. “No need to be shy, angel,” I murmur, brushing my lips against hers. “We love seeing you like this.”
Her breath hitches when I nudge my knee between her thighs, parting them once more. She’s still trembling, her body spent, but when I line myself up, when I press the thick head of my cock against her entrance, her lips part in anticipation.
I push in slowly, watching every shift in her expression, every flutter of her lashes, every delicious whimper that slips past her lips. She’s still sensitive, her walls clenching around me, making it nearly impossible to keep my pace slow.
“Ford,” she gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders.
I groan, burying myself to the hilt. “That’s it, baby,” I rasp, pressing my forehead to hers. “Take every inch.”
Asher moves beside us, his fingers stroking her stomach, soothing and teasing all at once. “Think you can handle more, sweetheart?” he asks, brushing a kiss against her temple.
She nods frantically, her breath coming in short pants. “Yes. Please.”
I curse under my breath, pulling out just enough to thrust back in, setting a steady rhythm. Her body gives so easily, taking everything I give her, her pleasure written all over her face.
Asher trails his fingers lower, brushing over her swollen clit, and she nearly sobs, her entire body tensing.
“That’s it, angel,” I murmur, moving faster, driving her higher. “Come for me again.”
She cries out, clenching around me, her body locking up as another climax rips through her. I groan, feeling her squeeze me so tightly I almost lose it right then and there.
