Page 61 of The Lost Kings
She did exactly as Kingston said, as we adjusted for her to fit back in between us. She watched us both with an awestruck expression on her face.
“I’m gonna come.” Kingston swore and then shifted so he pressed his knee into the seat and held his cock over Presley’s stomach. I was right behind him, mirroring his movements.
With one hand, I held my cock, and the other, I pulled the toppart of Presley’s jeans down so when I came, it was all over the lacey black part of her underwear.
“Fuckkkkkkkk.”
Right as I came, my brother did as well with a heaving curse and ropes of white seed that coated across Presley’s belly button.
It was quiet in the car, only our breathing could be heard as we all remained still.
Finally, Presley delicately touched her stomach and over her mound, which was covered by lace.
“Is this normal, what we did?” she whispered, smearing her fingers into the mess.
It made me hard again, but I had to put myself away before we did something even worse.
Presley inspected her fingers while her chest still heaved. My brother had put his cock away too and was now adjusting himself.
“Yes, it’s normal,” I explained even as lust still coated my voice.
She continued to stare at her fingers. “I mean this part…the…on my stomach and over my underwear.”
“Yes, Pres. Although, I’d preferred to have come on your face or even across your tits. I can assure you, it’s very normal.”
She stared at me, then Kingston, and then slowly brought her fingers up to her mouth and muttered quietly.
“We’re never talking about it outside of the car, right?”
I swallowed thickly, while Kingston nodded. “Never.”
Then she slowly began cleaning the mess off her fingers by lapping at it with her tongue.
“Shit,” I rasped while King muttered something else.
“Do you—” I started, still completely mystified and unsure if what happened had really just happened. “Do you have any questions about any of this?”
She slowly began buttoning her jeans while pushing her shirt down over the mess, which made me feel guilty. We should have brought something for her to clean up with, but it wasn’t like we were planning for this to happen.
“No…but if I have questions, and we’re not supposed to ever talk about it again, how does that work?”
“Google?” I joked, which had her smirking and lightly hitting my chest.
I smiled, and as we drove home, things felt different but not wrong.
Then, as we walked up the steps to the manor, Presley lightly touched our fingers with hers before quietly saying, “Thank you for giving me that. I’ll cherish it forever.”
I stopped walking because the weight of her words felt too thick and heavy. It was a weight that I wasn’t sure what to do with, but at the same time, I felt like I could fly, if only I were brave enough to try.
She made me feel all of those things, and when I looked at the pained expression on my brother’s face, I had a feeling he felt the exact same thing.
Which meant we were completely and utterly fucked.
Chapter 24
Kingston
PRESENT
