Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 68004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Somehow, this feels like the most daring thing I’ve done tonight. I force myself to meet her gaze. Force the truth from my lips. “I want to ride Jafar’s cock while you lick my clit and his cock.”
If anything, her grin widens. “He’s right. You are a dirty little slut.” She looks at him. “Shall we give the girl what she wants?”
I nearly topple over as I turn around to face him. As I suspected, he’s naked, his body an invitation I can’t ignore even if I want to. He pulls me up and takes my mouth, and knowing that he can taste Meg’s orgasm on my tongue has me running my hands up his chest and looping them around his neck, pressing my body against him and rolling my hips in invitation. When he finally lifts his head, his dark eyes are so hot, they sear me right to my soul. “If she asks nicely.”
“Please, Daddy.” I kiss his jaw, his neck, his chest, working my way down to his cock. “Please, please, please.” I suck him deep, loving his sharp inhale the same way I loved Meg’s moans. More. He laces his fingers through my hair, but for once he doesn’t take control, he merely lets me suck him down as I beg without words.
“I’d say she wants it,” he rumbles.
“Mmm.” I feel Meg shift to the floor behind me before she slides her hand between my legs. “God, she really is drenched, isn’t she?” She explores me with her fingers in an absent sort of way, not trying to get me off, just seeming to enjoy touching me.
“Next time, I’m going to bring in a few of the guys.” Aside from his voice dropping an octave, I wouldn’t know that he’s even remotely affected by my mouth around his cock. The fact they’re talking about me as if she’s not fingering me, as if I’m not sucking him off … I shiver and tilt my hips a little in invitation.
Meg laughs and pushes two fingers into me. “I saw you talking with Hook while you fingered her. He could barely take his eyes off her and he couldn’t even see how wet she was. He’d give his right arm to be able to fuck her pussy while she sucks your cock. Or maybe fuck her pussy while you fuck her ass.” She presses her thumb to my ass, the sensation making me moan around Jafar’s cock. Meg gives a happy sigh. “I would very much like to watch it when it happens.”
“That can be arranged.” He uses his grip on my hair to guide me off his cock. “Would you like that, baby girl?”
The thought of two cocks filling me, of being caged in by two bodies, of being helpless and spread wide open … No question about it. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Thought so.” He stands and moves back to sit on the chair across from us. “Come on, then.”
I scramble to my feet and nearly tip over when my knees try to give out. Jafar catches my hand and pulls me roughly onto his lap. He turns me to face Meg where she still kneels on the floor and uses his legs to spread mine obscenely wide. “I like seeing her lipstick all over your cunt, baby girl.”
“Me, too,” I whisper.
“Shall we let her get it all over my cock, too?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Come here, Meg.”
I expect her to stand, but she crawls. There is absolutely nothing subservient about the motion. She’s lost her shirt somewhere along the way, and Meg puts on a show as she moves slowly toward us. I don’t draw a full breath until she’s kneeling between our thighs, and then I forget to breathe entirely. She wraps her hand around Jafar’s cock, but it’s my gaze she meets as she sucks him deep.
One stroke. Two.
Jafar lifts me and Meg moves his cock to my entrance. He slams me down on him and I can’t keep a cry inside. I wriggle, trying to adjust to his cock stretching me, but neither of them gives me time. His hands on my hips press me down, sealing us completely, and then Meg’s mouth is on my clit. All the finesse is gone. She does something with her tongue that has my vision hazing out. I scream as I come, riding out the long waves of orgasm that never seem to end.
“Meg, enough.” At first I think Jafar’s warning is about what she’s doing to me, but I look down and realize she’s cupping his balls and I know without a shadow of a doubt that he’s hanging on by a thread.
Meg knows, too, because she doesn’t stop. Not what she’s doing to me, not what she’s doing to him.
“Fucking enough.” He spills us onto the ground, shoving Meg onto her back and dragging me down her body to push my face against her pussy. “Thank her for that orgasm, baby girl.”