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“I want you to come in your hand,” Darragh says, gripping onto Cian’s hips and rotating his own. The motion reminds me of a stripper, teasing and hot, working you up so they get paid.
Cian reaches beneath himself, wrapping his hand around his cock and stroking until his body shudders, and he curses through his release.
“On your hands and knees, little whore, and crawl to us. Tell Cian how much you want to taste him.”
I am practically a puddle of need, and grateful to finally be able to move, so I slide from the chair, leaving a wet patch behind. As I crawl toward them, Darragh slows his thrusts, watching my every move.
“I want to taste you,” I purr. “Knowing you came from your best friend’s cock in your ass is so damn hot.”
“Open your mouth like a good little bitch.”
I do what Darragh says and open my mouth as Cian moans.
“Show her how you came for me,” Darragh demands. “Show her how good you are.”
Cian holds his hand out, and I take his wrist and slowly lick the cum from his hand.
“Fuck! Harper,” Darragh roars, gripping Cian’s hips and thrusting in short, jerky movements until he finally pulls out, rips the condom off, and strokes himself as his cum squirts onto Cian’s back.
“Now you’re mine,” Darragh bites out as he moves off the bed. “But today, you’re going to fuck yourself and make yourself come for us. Back on the chair.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I need to come, and I don’t care how, but it has to happen right now.
Once I sit back in the chair, I spread my legs and hang one over each arm. Using one hand, I pinch a nipple between my fingers and slowly slide the other hand down my toned stomach until I reach my soaking-wet pussy. There I dip two fingers into the wetness, finger-fucking myself.
“I’m going to come so fast,” I say on a moan, closing my eyes and resting my head back as I glide my fingers in and out, slowly torturing both them and myself.
“Taste yourself,” Darragh says, and I pull my fingers out as I open my eyes. I bring them to my mouth and close my lips around them, sucking them clean, while I stare at them both.
“Remind me why we can’t fuck her,” Cian whines.
“Because the next time I fuck her, you shouldn’t be in the room. You won’t like what I do to her.”
Cian grumbles but shuts up when I circle my clit with one hand and continue fucking myself with the other.
“Add another finger. That pussy can do better.”
I add another finger, and rub my clit faster, practically bucking my hips into my hand.
“You sound so fucking wet. I bet that cunt tastes so good right now. Cian, on your hands and knees again in front of her. I want your face so close she can feel your breath against her greedy hole. But don’t touch her—she is going to come, and rub it on your face as she does.”
Cian can’t move fast enough, and his cock is hard again as he crawls across the room toward me. I curl my fingers, moving them against my G-spot. Ditching my clit, I use my now free hand to grab the arm of the chair, digging my nails in as the urge to pee becomes overwhelming. I push through it as Cian gets closer, and I feel it take over my entire body.
In a flash, Darragh moves to stand behind Cian, gripping his hair with one of his hands.
“FUCK!” I scream, pulling my fingers out as I buck my hips.
Darragh pushes Cian’s face against me as my liquid squirts out, covering it. I watch on as Darragh leans down and licks the length of Cian’s face. “I don’t think I have ever tasted anything better,” he says with a smirk.
Flopping back into the chair, I laugh. “We need to do that again, at home next time.”
Cian stands and runs his hand down his face. “I really fucking like when you do that. I’ve never seen anyone squirt so hard—only a trickle, maybe.”
I laugh again. “I’m a sex worker. It took practice, along with Kegels.”
“Was a sex worker,” Darragh corrects. “No woman of mine fucks around.”
I raise a brow at him. “I hate to break it to you, but I am fucking Cian’s cousins.”
