Page 173 of Cross the Line
Suffocation never felt so goo?—
Oh shit, I sputter as Eli’s hand grips my cock. His hot breath tickles down my shaft as Finley’s hands lock around my wrists.
“That’s it, Angel Fuck his face nice and slow.” He’s pumping my cock, and she’s moaning, even though my tongue forgets how to function for a beat.
Our girl is enjoyingthis—the sight of our man touching me. Instantly, I’m harder. My erection is throbbing like never before as Eli shifts between my legs and his tongue circles the head of my dick.
Fuck.Fuuuuck…
“Oh my God,” Finley moans above me, lifting off my face, leaning forward to watch Eli slowly shallow his mouth around me.
His teeth aren’t sheathed, and the tentative scrape is too damn good—heat flashes straight to my aching balls.
“Babe…” I croak as he sucks me down to the top of his strong fist.
My hips buck for more of his mouth, more of that maddening graze, while his other hand cups my balls. He doesn’t pull away. Doesn’t stop.
Instead, his grip tightens; he takes me deeper with a throaty groan as I pull Finley back down.
She’s dripping… pussy greedily clenching. When I groan into her, she sinks onto my face, chasing my tongue the same way my cock chases Eli’s hot mouth.
He pulls off with a languid lick to my crown, and then cool, slick fingers push through my crease—teasing my asshole.
I can’t get enough of his touch. I want more as he presses a thick fingertip inside me, and I fuck my tongue into Finley’s cunt.
“JJ…JJ…” She’s riding my face in earnest, taking what she needs the same way I’m desperate for Eli to take what he wants.
Me.
He wants me, and I need him.
Every fucking bit of him as he pumps in and out of me. One finger. Two. First knuckle, second… then all the goddamn way.
I maul Finley’s cunt—lapping, sucking, biting—drinking her like a balm to my desperation.
It’s not enough. Not with Eli’s fingers stretching me.
I want more. Always fuckingmore.
More, more, more…
I’ll never get enough of him. Of our girl. Of how good they feel. How bad it hurts to need them this way.
“Fuck, JJ. Fuck…” Fin braces her hands on my chest, movements jagged as her body bears down—heavy with the rush of release. “God, yes…yes…”
Shaking, she collapses over me with a blissed-out cry as Eli pulls his fingers from my ass.
“You good, Beautiful?” He’s quick to tend to our girl.
Maneuvering her boneless body beside me, he gives her time to come down as he strips out of his underwear and crawls on top of me. The smile on his face—soft, longing—steals the rest of my air as he braces and lowers his lips to mine.
With a groan, he licks into my mouth, pressing his groin to mine. “You taste so fucking good with our cum smeared all over your face with our girl’s release.”
Eli sucks at my lips. Bucking and grinding into me as he grabs my hand and guides it between us, to our cocks. Then he licks every drop of Finley from my face while I work us in tandem.
“I want inside you, JJ. I want to fill you the way we fill our girl. So fucking deep, Baby…”
“Do it,” I breathe into his gaping mouth. “You don’t need my permission. You never have to ask me to take what’s yours.”
