Page 61 of Before We Break Again
“That’s it,” I praise her again, my voice filled with both desire and admiration.“You’re so fucking perfect, taking me like this.You’re going to take it all, aren’t you?You’re going to make me proud.”
Her body slowly relaxes, the tension easing as I push deeper, and I can feel her opening up for me, allowing me to take her completely.It’s intoxicating—the way she fights through the pain, determined to give us everything, her need driving her forward.
I feel her start to unravel beneath me, her body pushing back against my hand, seeking more, her hips grinding down as I work her.My fingers inside her move with purpose, curling just right to find that spot that makes her tremble, while my other hand presses gently, rhythmically.She’s on the edge, her breaths coming in shaky gasps, her moans muffled around Santos.Her body tightens, responding to every touch, every sensation.
I press deeper, harder, my thumb working her asshole as I keep my fingers moving inside her.“That’s it, baby.Come for me,” I whisper, my voice thick with lust, encouraging her to give in.“You’re perfect.Take it all.”
Her hips buck against me, her body tensing and then shuddering as she finally comes, falling apart right in my hands.She pushes harder against my thumb, grinding down on me, her whole body trembling, and I can feel every pulse of her orgasm as she clings to Santos, her lips still wrapped around him.
But I’m not done with her.As she comes down from her high, her body still trembling, I lean in closer, my voice lowering to a commanding growl.With purpose, I take the three fingers I’d been using on Halsey, still slick with her juices, and without hesitation, I push them into Santos’s tight asshole.
He groans, his body jerking at the sudden invasion, but I push deeper, feeling him open up for me, lost in the sensation.His muscles tighten around my fingers, and I push against him, teasing him with every slow, deliberate movement.
“Don’t come yet,” I order, my voice low but firm, holding him right on the edge.“You’ve been so good, fucking her pretty mouth and holding back.”I press deeper, curling my fingers inside him, feeling the way his body responds.“Look at you—taking it so well.You like it, don’t you?My fingers inside you while she sucks you off.”
Santos’s body trembles, his breath coming in sharp gasps as I keep teasing him, my fingers deep inside, twisting and curling, pushing him right to the edge.He’s desperate, his groans growing more frantic with every stroke of my hand, and I can feel it—the way he’s about to fall apart.
“Please,” he breathes, his voice strained, his control slipping.“Fuck, please ...I need it.”
I smirk, knowing I have him exactly where I want him.“What do you need, Santos?Tell me.Beg for it.”
His hips buck against my hand, his body writhing, trying to push deeper into Halsey’s mouth while I hold him back, not letting him fall over the edge.“I need her ...I need her pussy.I want her so bad,” he groans, his voice breaking as the words tumble out.“I need you too ...your cock, I need both of you ...please, fuck me.”
I press my fingers deeper into him, feeling him clench around me as I push him harder, and he moans, his voice cracking with need.“Please ...let me come.Let me have her, let me have both of you.”
“Now,” I command, my tone firm as I glance down at Halsey, her lips still wrapped tightly around Santos.“Suck him harder, baby.Make him come for you.Don’t swallow.Hold it for me.”
Her moan vibrates around him, but she doesn’t hesitate.Her mouth works harder, taking him deeper with every stroke.At the same time, I push my fingers further into Santos, feeling his body react, tightening and trembling with every movement.
The way she’s sucking him, the way he responds to both of us—it’s pushing us all to the edge, the tension in the air almost unbearable.
“That’s it,” I murmur, my voice thick with satisfaction as I watch him fall apart.“Come for us, Santos.Give her everything.”
With one final thrust of my fingers, he lets out a guttural moan, his body shuddering as he comes, filling Halsey’s mouth just like I ordered.His release pulses through him, and I can feel him tightening around my fingers as he finally gives in, begging and broken, completely at our mercy.
Santos’s groans fill the room, his body straining as he fights the inevitable.But I can feel him giving in, his hips bucking as Halsey’s mouth brings him to the brink.
She moans, her body still shaking, but she follows my command, her mouth working harder on Santos, taking him deep, her tongue swirling around his shaft.Santos groans, his hand tangling in her hair as he loses control, coming hard into her mouth.I watch as her lips tighten around him, holding him in place, taking every drop but not swallowing, just like I told her.
I smirk, my hands gliding down her back, feeling the warmth radiating from her skin.“Now, kiss me,” I murmur, my voice low, full of command.“Share him with me.Let’s taste him together, while you taste yourself in my mouth.”
Halsey turns, her lips still wet with Santos’s release, and presses her mouth to mine.I can taste him on her, salty and thick, as our tongues slide together, sharing the moment, tasting Santos between us.It’s intoxicating, the way we’re connected, the way she’s completely ours in this moment.
He’s mine again—and I’m theirs.
I just need to figure out how to make this last forever.
Once the intensity of the moment fades, I scoop her up gently, cradling her in my arms.Her body is trembling, spent, and she needs comfort now.I press a soft kiss to her forehead, murmuring quietly, “You did so good, baby.So fucking perfect.”I carry her over to Santos, placing her carefully in his arms for the warmth and cuddles she craves.
Santos pulls her close, wrapping his arms around her protectively as I head to grab some warm towels.When I return, I kneel beside them, unfolding the towel and gently cleaning Halsey’s pussy, kissing her thigh and murmuring soft praises as I work.“You were amazing, baby.So strong, so beautiful.”
I finish caring for her, kissing her pussy softly before turning to Santos.I wipe him down carefully, my hands moving with the same tenderness.Once he’s clean, I lean forward, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.“You did so good, San,” I whisper.
I glance down at Halsey, still resting in his arms.“Now, be good to our girl,” I murmur, looking into his eyes with quiet intensity.“Take care of her.She was a good girl for both of us.She deserves the best.”
Santos nods, pulling her closer, and I know he’ll make sure she’s safe and cared for in his arms.The room is quiet now, filled only with the soft sounds of our breathing and the warmth of what we’ve shared.
ChapterThirty-Two
