Page 54 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part One
I test my limits a few times until he bumps the back of my throat. I gag against him, and he groans long and loud, making my cock jerk in his mouth. I’ve had a lot of sex. Dirty, nasty sex. And this is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever done. I love hearing the noises he makes when I gag around him, and I want more. I pull my cock from his mouth and get on my knees beside his hips. “Where are you going?” he groans, reaching for me.
“Do you have lube?”
“I told you?—”
“Not that yet. But I need something from you.”
I continue stroking his cock, waiting for his mind to catch up. “What, then?”
“I’m going to drain your snake, and you’re going to play with my ass. It’s begging for you, Gav.”
He finally points to his bedside table, and I jerk open the drawer. I grab the bottle of lube and hand it to him. “Are you sure about this?”
“It’s just your fingers.”
Gavin blows a breath out and flips the lid open. “Turn your ass toward me.” I move so he can reach me and slide my mouth back down his cock. At the first slick slide of his fingers, I jump, then relax when he just circles my hole. I’ve never been so desperate for something in my life. He pushes against the resistance, and I bear down so his finger can slide inside me. “You’re so fucking tight.” He works his finger in and out a few times before slowly adding a second. I can feel the burn, but it’s turning me on even more.
I suck him into my mouth as far as I can and gag around his length. I know how much he liked it before, so I push myselfeven further. Gavin’s fingers get more insistent inside me, and I feel like I’m going to self-combust.
“Look at you, Sexy,” Gavin growls and starts fucking me harder. “You like gagging on my cock?” I moan against the head, and his answering groan is all I need. I will gladly die choking on his dick. I start getting faster, stroking around the base and sucking hard. “Holy shit. Tyler.”
I want to taste him so fucking bad that I can’t see straight. I don’t know what it is about him, but Ineedit. I can tell he’s holding back on fucking my mouth and with his fingers in my ass. I spread my legs and start fucking myself on them, and his fingers sink into my hair. His fist tightens, and he shoves into my throat, making me gag hard. “That’s it. Gag on my cock, Sexy. Make a mess.”Sloppy toppy it is.I breathe through my nose and swallow around the head. “I’m going to come,” he gasps. “Tyler. Move if you don’t want me to come down your throat.”
I roll his balls between my fingers, sucking him hard and fast, making sure I gag every time the head hits my throat. His fingers shift in my ass, hitting my prostate, and I moan against him. “Sexy,” he groans, coming hard. I swallow every last drop, loving every fucking second. His fingers disappear, and I whimper against him. “Come here.”
I turn around on the bed, and to my surprise, his lips slam against mine, tasting himself on my tongue. My dick is throbbing between my thighs, and my asshole is flexing against nothing, begging him to fill me up again. Gavin rolls so he’s on top of me, and he kisses down my chest. He works his fingers back inside me and starts sucking my cock. “Holy fuck, Gavin.” His fingers go right back to my prostate, and I know I’m a fucking goner. “Suck me deep.”
Gavin works his way down my cock until I hit his gag reflex. I hook both hands on the back of his head and shove him down, realizing quickly why he liked hearing that so much. He lets mefuck his mouth with his fingers still buried inside me. Gavin looks up at me with watery blue eyes, and I come so hard that my fucking toes curl. After he sucks every last drop from me, I let his mouth slip from my cock, then pull him up so I can taste us mixed together.
We kiss like that until our breathing is out of control again, and our hips are rolling together. It’s going to be a long night.
And I’ll gladly spend it exploring with Gavin.
18
KIRA
All I’ve thought about since my talk with Tyler is Keon. Now that I’m in the same room as him and Ari is mysteriously missing again, I feel like my skin is on fire.
“You’re staring,” Keon says without looking up from his phone.
“I am not,” I argue, even though I most definitely was. I go back to my homework, trying my hardest to concentrate on English instead of the tattoo that crawls up behind his ear.
“You were, Mama, and that’s okay.” I peek at him, and he’s grinning from ear to ear. When he called me that last night, I thought it was a fluke, but then he whispered it in my ear, and I was a goner.
Ari walks into the living room, shoving his phone in his pocket. “Why is your face so red?”
“Oh my God,” I groan, sliding down in the chair and hiding behind my book. “It’s not.”
“She got caught staring and wants to deny it.” I glare at Keon over my book, and he smiles even bigger.
Ari rolls his eyes and sits on the couch beside Keon. “Don’t make his head even bigger. He already has a hard time fitting through doors.”
“You want to talk about my ego? Yours is the biggest of us all.”
It’s Ari’s turn to grin, and it transforms his entire face. “I know mine is the biggest.”
It takes me longer than I care to admit to realize we’re no longer talking about egos, and I laugh. “Holy shit. That was slick.”
