Page 45 of Deadly Ruck
"You don't have to, if you're tired," Jay said, in spite of his thick erection.
"I'm never too tired for a blowjob," Frost said with a grin. He lowered himself to his knees without hesitation and wrapped his mouth around Jay's cock.
With one eye on them, I carefully washed Dallas' back, scrubbing with a loofah while he lowered his head and enjoyed the way it felt. I washed his shoulders, his ass and down his legs before turning him around to wash the front of him.
Not surprisingly, he was already hard again. I washed his firm chest and down to his chiselled abs before moving down to his thighs, carefully avoiding touching his cock.
"Chelsea…" He groaned softly.
I grinned at him before putting the loofah back and wrapping my fingers around his erection. His skin was so smooth and hot and hard. Blood pumped through him, making him throb. He rocked his hips a couple of times, his eyes rolling back in his head.
I went on stroking him as I knelt in front of him and took him all the way into my mouth, to the back of my throat.
He groaned, long and low before he started to thrust slowly, with more restraint than usual. Careful and deliberate, wanting to enjoy every moment.
I cupped his balls, stroking them, spoiling them like they deserved to be spoiled. After all, they worked hard. Energetic balls like these needed extra attention.
I slipped my mouth off his cock to tease his balls with my tongue and suck on them gently.
"Fuck… Chelsea." He wrapped his fingers around a fistful of my hand and groaned.
I looked up at him and smiled before moving my mouth back to his cock, sucking him deeply, tasting every drop of pre-cum that soon became cum as he exploded. A wash of sweet, salty goodness filling my mouth. He went on thrusting into me even after I swallowed, still slow and deliberate before reluctantly sliding out of me.
I glanced over just as Jay came inside Frost's mouth, grunting and grinding against him, his eyes half closed as he enjoyed his orgasm.
Frost's eyes met mine as he pulled his mouth of Jay and swallowed. "So fucking tasty." He licked his lips and grinned. "If I could bottle that, I'd be rich."
I didn't bother to point out he was already rich. I just let Dallas pull me to my feet while Frost got to his.
"We should get dry," Jay said, leaning in to kiss him quickly. "We're all tired and the pizza is probably here by now." He looked like he needed a few moments to himself, so none of us stopped him when he stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel before hurrying out.
"I could eat more." Frost turned off the water and gestured for Dallas and I to step out ahead of him.
Chapter Twenty
Chelsea
A weekof sleep would have been nice, but a night was all we got. One in which we all crashed down hard, barely moving until later in the morning. We finally managed to drag ourselves up and have breakfast before my brother turned up at the door. Smiling, like always.
"You boys won't mind if I have a few minutes alone with my sister," he said, shooing them out.
"What if we do mind?" Storm asked.
"Do we?" Frost asked him.
Storm shrugged. "I guess not. Don't take long." He narrowed his eyes at Ice, as though my brother would be intimidated.
Ice just grinned and led me over to the couch, sitting me down before lowering himself beside me.
"How are you this morning?" he asked carefully.
I leaned back and sighed. "Conflicted. Glad to be home. Relieved Carlos Jones is dead. Those are some ripples which are going to be felt for a while."
"They will." He placed his hands behind his head and crossed his legs at his knees. "But I want to know howyouare doing. You're more important to me than the upheaval in the Crimson Vipers. You're the one who killed him."
Yes," I said in a small voice. "He was going to kill Nyla. Everyone else was frozen, like they forgot how to move or something." I shook my head slowly. "It all happened so fast."
"You killed two more of his men on that plane," he stated.
