Page 84 of Before We Break Again
Her eyes flick up to meet mine again, and the look in them takes my breath away.She’s completely lost in this, in the pleasure she’s giving, her movements growing bolder, more confident as she sucks me harder, her hand stroking in time with her mouth.
Every wet, slick sound, every gasp she makes sends my control slipping further away.She’s so perfect like this—so eager to please, so greedy for me—and it’s everything I need.The way her lips slide down my length, the way she takes me deeper until I can feel her throat constricting around me, it’s almost too much.
I groan, my grip tightening in her hair as I guide her, watching as her cheeks hollow with every pull, the heat between us building into something electric, something unstoppable.She’s relentless, her mouth moving faster, more desperate, and I can feel the tension coiling in my gut, threatening to unravel.
But I’m not ready to let go.Not yet.
I pull her back slowly, her lips releasing me with a soft pop, her chest rising and falling as she catches her breath.I run my thumb across her swollen lips, savoring the sight of her—so eager, so perfect.“You did so well,” I murmur, my voice low and full of praise.“But now, baby, it’s Santos’s turn.”
Her eyes flick over to Santos, and without a word, she obeys, crawling toward him on all fours, her movements slow and deliberate, like she’s savoring every second of this.I watch with satisfaction as she reaches for his jeans, her fingers deftly undoing the button and zipper.
Santos watches her, his breath hitching as she pulls his pants down, revealing the thick length of him.Her eyes widen just slightly at the sight of him, her hand wrapping around his cock, stroking him slowly as she licks her lips in anticipation.
“Good girl,” I praise, stepping closer to guide her.“Now, start with the head.Give it a nice, slow lick, baby.”
She does as I say, her tongue flicking out to trace the head of Santos’s cock, her eyes never leaving mine as she teases him, her tongue swirling over the sensitive tip.Santos groans, his hips shifting slightly as he watches her, completely entranced by the way she moves.
“That’s it, just like that,” I murmur, leaning in closer, my hand gently resting on her head.“Now, take him in your mouth.Slowly, baby.Savor it.”
She opens her mouth, taking the head of his cock between her lips, her hand still stroking the base as she starts to suck him gently.I can see the way her lips stretch around him, how she works her mouth over him with that same hunger, that same greed.
Santos’s head falls back, a low groan escaping him as he watches her.“Fuck ...you’re so good at this,” he murmurs, his voice thick with need.
“Now, take him deeper,” I instruct, my hand guiding her movements.“But don’t forget about his sac, baby.Give it some attention too.”
She pulls back slightly, her hand moving to gently cup his balls, massaging them as she takes him deeper into her mouth.Her other hand strokes his length as her lips glide over him, her tongue swirling around his cock as she licks and sucks, drawing more groans from him.
“Lick his sac, baby,” I whisper, my hand still in her hair, guiding her.“Suck on it, let him feel your mouth there.”
She shifts, her lips leaving his cock to trail down to his balls, her tongue flicking out to lick them before taking one into her mouth, sucking gently.Santos’s body jerks, his hands gripping the sheets as he groans louder, completely lost in the sensation of her mouth on him.
“Good girl,” I praise, watching her as she switches between his cock and his balls, working him over with the same intensity and hunger she had with me.“You’re doing so well for us.”
Santos’s breathing is ragged now, his body tense as she takes him back into her mouth, sucking him harder, her hand stroking his length in time with her movements.The sight of her, so focused, so eager, makes my chest swell with pride, and I know we’re both close to losing control.
“Stop,” I order, my voice firm, commanding.She pulls back, her lips swollen and glistening from sucking Santos.She looks up at me, wide-eyed, her breath coming in quick, ragged gasps.“He can’t come yet.Not until we’re both inside of you.Both of us.”
I pull her to her feet, lifting her easily into my arms, and place her carefully in the middle of the bed.She trembles beneath me, anticipation rolling off her in waves.I take a moment to admire her—her flushed skin, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her eyes dark and full of desire.
“Now, Santos,” I murmur, nodding toward her.“Eat her pussy.Make her scream for us.”
Santos moves into position without hesitation, his hands sliding up her thighs as he settles between them, his gaze hungry as he looks up at her, then back to me.I position myself beside her, watching, waiting for the right moment.
Santos leans forward, his tongue darting out to taste her, and the sound that escapes her lips is pure pleasure.She arches her back, her hands gripping the sheets as his mouth works over her, devouring her like he’s starving.His tongue flicks over her clit, slow and deliberate, before dipping lower, teasing her folds, tasting every inch of her.
I kneel beside her, sliding my hand between her legs, and press two fingers inside her, feeling how wet and tight she is.She gasps, her body arching again as my fingers stretch her, moving in sync with Santos’s tongue.I watch every reaction, every twitch of her body, as she’s caught between the two of us.
“Good girl,” I whisper, leaning closer to her ear, my breath hot against her skin.“Look at you, baby.Taking his mouth and my fingers so well.You’re doing so good for us.”
Santos groans against her pussy, the vibration sending her body into overdrive, her moans filling the room as she writhes beneath us.My fingers pump into her harder, faster, matching the rhythm of Santos’s mouth, and I feel her clenching around me, her body trembling as she gets closer and closer to the edge.
“Do you like that, baby?”I murmur, my fingers curling inside her, pressing against that spot that makes her lose control.“Do you want more?You want to come for us?”
She nods frantically, her breath coming in desperate gasps as Santos’s tongue works faster, more determined.Her body is quaking, her thighs trembling as she’s pushed closer to the brink of release.
“Not yet,” I command, slowing my fingers slightly, teasing her.“Not until I say so.”
She whimpers, her hands reaching for me, gripping my arm as I continue to work her over, my fingers slick and deep inside her.Santos’s mouth never leaves her, his tongue relentless as he devours her, his hands gripping her thighs as he pulls her closer to him, making her shake beneath his touch.
