Page 27 of Graves & Griggs
Zayden laughs. “You’re out of your mind.”
I look at him with a challenging glint. “Prove it.”
Zayden watches me carefully before I push on Skyla’s chest, forcing her to lie flat on her back.
“Liam,” she says.
“Shh, I’m proving a point, babygirl.”
When I turn to look at Zayden, he already has Blake lifted onto the counter, her lying down in a similar position as he reaches for her pants.
“You look at what’s mine, I’ll cut your fucking eyes out,” he snarls.
“Trust me, Graves, the only pussy I’m interested in is right in front of me. You, however…” I say with a salacious grin that has him bristling, but it gives me the perfect advantage to slip Skyla’s leggings and panties down as I go to work.
My tongue runs through her and she lets out a shocked gasp. I hear a similar one leave Blake in the next moment, but honestly, I’m a little too scared to look and verify. I don’t doubt that Zayden is crazy enough to stab me in the goddamn neck just for glancing in their direction, so I focus on my wife and getting her off as many times as possible. Truly, my area of expertise.
I swirl my tongue around her clit, nipping and sucking in a way I’ve perfected over the years. Sky must have been feeling a little built up because it takes virtually no effort to get her first orgasm. She moans and groans, squirming against the counter. Unfortunately, the victorious feeling that washes over me fades almost instantly when Blake arrives at her first orgasm. Fuck.
I slide a finger inside Skyla, pushing it in and out of her before adding another and another. She gasps and digs her hand into my hair, pushing my face harder against her. Fuck. I love it when she takes control like this.Wait, no, Liam. Focus.
I curl my fingers up, rubbing against her G-spot, and her pussy spasms around my fingers. In the next second, the sound of Blake’s second orgasm hits the room, and I increase my speed and pressure, causing Skyla to come right along with her.
When Zayden keeps going, Blake practically begs for a break. “Please, Zay. Too much… too fast. I need?—”
“One more, angel. Give me one more,” he says.
I can’t help myself—my eyes move to the side to see Zayden already staring at me, that look of challenge in his eyes, but his mouth holds a slight smirk like he knows he’s about to win. His tongue licks through Blake as he winks at me, and goddamnit, mycock throbs because how fucking hot is this? Knowing that Sky needs something more to get off, I pull away, pushing my pants down and palming my cock before lining myself up to her.
“How many fucking piercings do you have?” Zayden practically snarls.
“Not enough,” Skyla moans as I sink inside her.
I chuckle as I begin thrusting my hips, victory within reach as Blake and Skyla both begin shaking. I watch them pat around the island, desperately trying to hold on to anything before their hands intertwine. My cock throbs again as I push myself against Sky’s G-spot, right on the edge of my own orgasm because how fucking hot is it that I’m fucking my wife as Graves is eating his and our wives are holding hands? That is cutesy shit right there.
I feel Sky about to fall over the edge, and I smirk to Zayden in victory. His eyes meet mine, and the next thing I know, he’s pulling a knife out of his pocket, flicking it open and cutting a line against Blake’s upper thigh.
“What the fuck?” I yelp as she moans.
My jaw is practically on the floor as he digs his fingers into the cut, playing with her blood as he speaks.
“You bleed too good for me, angel. Come on my tongue while my fingers are painted with you.”
Blake begins to tremble before Zayden moves to lick the bleeding cut, his tongue quickly covered in blood. I know Vincent and Skyla have dabbled with knife play, but I’ve never witnessed it first-hand. I can’t lie—it’s not for me. This motherfucker is absolutely crazy, and based on how his woman is loving it, she’s just as fucking nuts.
Somehow, the bloody little show beside me isn’t enough to deter my orgasm, and I moan as Blake and Skyla both fall apart simultaneously. They each writhe and wiggle against the countertop as I wring out every ounce of pleasure I can possibly get before collapsing on top of Skyla.
The room is quiet for a moment before I pull away from Skyla and look at Zayden. He’s already watching me, irritation in his expression.
I, however, smirk. “Guess it’s a tie.”
“I could do this all day,” he scoffs.
“Me too, but our girls look like they need a break,” I reply as I look at the absolute puddles they’ve become, chests heaving as they still cling to each other on the kitchen island.
Zayden looks to them, frowning slightly before I speak.
“But you haven’t gotten off yet, and I’m available,” I say with my most charming smile. “With your wife’s permission of course.”
