Page 90 of Mark Us Little Bear
“Oh, please taste me,” she begs.
“You’re fucking perfect clenching around my fingers.” Bradley groans and spreads her leg even farther.
I can’t help myself anymore.
I wrap my lips around her clit and suck it harder than her whimpers. Digging my fingers into her hip to keep her pinned down, I hum.
Her hand finds my hair and she tugs it from the root.
I growl and hum harder.
“Ahh, fuck!”
Bradley adds a third finger inside her, thrusting them in and out ferociously.
“I don’t know if we should let her come,” his amusement laced around each word.
“Don’t you dare.” Amber gasps and whimpers turn into a warning, but I pinch her clit with my teeth and put her back in place.
I smile against her wetness. “Come for us, Little Bear.” I lick along her slit, suck her vertical lips, and flick her clit hard with my tongue repeatedly.
Her sweet musky scent coats my nose. The essence of her lively energy dances in the room around us but there’s a burning inferno waiting to explode.
“Ahh,” she shudders, wriggling against us but we keep her pinned down to the counter. Her cum blankets my tongue with each wave that crosses her tiny body.
Fingers dig inside my hair, yanking my head upward and his mouth crashes mine, tasting her too.
“So fucking sweet.”
I turn my gaze to Amber who is now sitting on the counter. The gleam of ecstasy that flickers in her eyes is pure pleasure.
“I saved something for you two,” I pace toward the far cabinet and pull out a black box. “Remember that night you helped meorganize a game for an event? It was a sexual wellness event and my client left me a gift they gave to their guests.”
“What is it?” Amber’s curiosity shimmering in her eyes.
I lift the cover and show it to them.
“You got me a wand!” Bradley jumps on it, his voice is filled with energy as he takes it out and checks the intensity of the device. “Now, my fantasy can come to life. Little Bear, I can’t wait to test it on you.”
“I’m glad you like it,” I stroll past him.
“I love it,” he presses the vibrating head to my shirt, right against my nipple. “How does it feel?” he smirks.
“Like my nipple is about to fall off.” I retort. “I’ll let you play with it but before you do, Amber, pull out my cock.” I halt in front of her and take off my hoodie.
The sound of the vibrations stops and silence echoes in the room again.
She unbuttons my jeans and drags the zipper down. Bradley comes beside us and helps her slide the fabric down my thighs.
“Holy shit!” Amber stares as my veiny erection bounces out. Hypnotized.
Bradley swallows hard for a moment before his eyes meet mine. “I didn’t know you had a ten-inch monster.”
I chuckle, “It’s not ten inches. It’s seven.”
“Still big.” He licks his lips and I follow the tiny bite that comes right after.
I smile and flick my eyes back to Amber who is salivating over my cock just as much. “Spit on it.” A bead of precum is already glistening at the tip.
