Page 49 of Winter Wishlist
“Other stuff?” I raise an eyebrow. “Might have to be a little more specific.” I’m only teasing, but damn if I don’t want to make sure she’s still feeling the same way in the here and now as in the heat of the moment last night.
“I liked that I could feel you both there. That I could feel you both inside me…after.”
My cock jerks, weeping at the tip, agreeing wholeheartedly.
“Does it turn you on? Feeling like you’ve been filled up.” I let my palm drift over the soft swell of her lower stomach and rest there.
“It’s not about… you know…” She flutters her hands in the direction of my touch settled over her womb. “I don’t want theactually getting pregnantpart.” She croaks, gives a timid glance at me, then ducks her eyes. Color floods a deeper shade on her cheeks.
“It’s not about that for us either.” My tone is stripped raw as I lean down to press my mouth to hers. “It’s about the act. The sensation.” I speak against her pillowy lips, dusting a reassuring kiss, leaving a promise she can hold tight to.
This time, when I pull back enough to take in the sight of her, Mia looks back at me, and relief is reflected in those pretty emerald depths.
Henri rejoins us, having sanitized the strap on and proceeds to toss lube onto the bed as he tuts over the sight of our bodiestangled together. “You two are horny little devils for each other. Show me how good you look when you sixty-nine.”
My blood ignites.
“You gotta let me lick you until you soak my face, baby. I need to eat your pussy.” Each word tumbles out as I start pawing at her, tugging at layers that are mighty inconvenient and only getting in the way. We’re naked in record time, clothes scattered across the floor.
Where Mia is concerned, I’m more than aware of how big I am in comparison while repositioning myself over her splayed out beneath me, lining our bodies up so that my knees are beside her head and my lips hover over her swollen pussy. “Are you okay like this?” As much as I’m desperate to taste her, to have her arousal dripping all over me, I don’t want to risk squashing her or being too overpowering.
Mia nods, whimpers a soft plea, and shifts herself so that she’s lying between my knees, then wraps her fist around me. She wastes no time guiding my cock past her plush lips, sinking me deep into her hot little mouth. A shudder rolls through me immediately, briefly blanking my mind. “Jesus Christ.” I choke out.
Henri takes his time enjoying the show as he sheds his clothes. I’m vaguely aware he relaxes in a position behind me, leaning up against the headboard. His pained groan of desire fills the room as he watches me start to devour her pussy, while she sucks me deeper and deeper. “Fuck. Baby, look how well she takes you. Our girl is so fucking sexy, stuffed full of your fat cock.” My dick throbs as her tongue swirls and laps, and she makes humming noises that vibrate along my length and tease my balls. “Are you gonna be able to hold it for me? Will eating her cunt be too much to resist, and you’ll end up filling her belly with your cum?”
Mia’s cunt clenches around my tongue, a fresh flood of arousal gushes over me in time with the sinful way her hands seek out my hips and pull me deeper still.
Her throat closes around my tip, and I’m goddamn shaking with the effort not to start fucking her face. I spear my tongue into her again and again, before alternating with my fingers and sucking on her clit until her legs start trembling beneath me.
“Fuck. You two are insatiable,hmm?” Henri drags me off Mia for a moment, pulling me from the sweet heaven of her mouth, and replaces her tongue with his. Licking a wicked trail up the length of my cock, before I feel him tilt her head to one side in order to make out with sloppy, hungry sounds between the two of them.
Mia and I are both left gasping, absolutely lost to how good this feels, and how Henri manages to make everything a million times hotter with a simple command.
“Make our girl nice and relaxed.” He fists my shaft and guides me back to push past her waiting lips.
I lose myself in her pussy, burying my face between her lush thighs, sucking and teasing until I know she’s right on the edge. And that’s the moment Henri tosses the match onto the waiting inferno. Behind me, his mouth seeks out my exposed seam, and his tongue licks a searing stripe of wetness over my hole. Wasting no time in joining in, pushing his tongue into my ass, while fondling my heavy balls.
Whether Mia is aware of what he’s doing, I don’t know, but my lips seal around her swollen clit, and I curl my fingers inside her, rubbing that spot she loves. That has her coming apart in the most beautiful series of full-body spasms. Muffled moans and cries ring out as she sucks my cock until I’m nearly undone.
Her mouth and his mouth are going to end me. There’s no way I can hold on if they’re both going to double-team me like this.
Henri draws back, sensing my impending release. “Now swap places. I want our girl to be able to watch this next part. Let me show her exactly what you like,mon big.”
“Oh my god.” She exhales shakily, blinking up at the two of us when I climb off her. “That was so fucking hot.” Her tongue swipes across her bottom lip.
“Why don’t you perch that pretty pussy to sit on his face and let me show you a thing or two?” Henri chuckles, gently guiding her to sit up.
He takes control, helping her to straddle my mouth despite the protests she tries to make. Something about me not being able to breathe. That only serves as my invitation to pull her down on top of me and go back to sucking her clit. Showing her exactly how very capable I am of sustaining myself by eating her pussy. Above me, she’s a panting, squirming mess, with her soft thighs wrapped around my head—exactly where they should be—and hands braced against my torso.
Down my body, I can’t see what they’re doing, but Henri slides a pillow under my hips and pushes my knees apart so he can settle there. My veins fill with liquid heat, the head of my dick smearing precum all over my skin as it bobs against my lower stomach, full of need.
“Since you enjoy watching…” Henri’s voice is silky smooth. The sort of encouragement Mia will thrive on, to feel safe in this.
She hums above me, a tiny whine of eager agreement.
“Would you like something like this?”
I don’t need a visual. There’s a click of a cap, followed by the slick press of his fingers against my ass. Cool gel coats his touch with a generous amount of lube as he goes back to teasing my hole. Instead of his tongue, his clever fingers glide in circles and press forward, easing past that ring of muscle once he feels me relax a little.
