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Chapter 18
Brad
What’s the difference between peanut butter and jam?
Only one has nuts.
I’m watching my baby gravy be sucked out of the girl of my dreams pussy by a guy wearing a cage around his snake like it’s a fucking wild animal, and mine is rock fucking hard watching it.
If you had asked me when this night started if I would be watching the rainbow-haired beauty before me be pounded into by three other guys, I would have told you no fucking way.
But now, while I leisurely stroke myself to the sight of Macon lowering himself to his knees on the mattress and inserting his USB into her porthole. I find I’m all for it, actually.
There’s no jealousy – not like I thought there would be.
The only jealousy I’m feeling is that I want to be the one between those luscious, nomful thighs even though I was just there.
“Are you enjoying how he feels? How he’s filling you up?” Braylen asks her, his voice patronizing.
Cherry moans and writhes on the bed, her body covered in a light sheen of sweat. “Yes.”
“Good. Cause you’re going to take me in there at the same time, and you’re going to fucking like it. Aren’t you?” He grips her chin, lifting her head to look at him in the eyes as he positions himself, her, and Macon where he wants them.
Jacob’s back in his little corner, but he looks fucking thrilled to be there.
Needing to touch her in some way, I move towards where her head is, and I swallow her gasps of pleasure as both men push inside of her with my lips.
The kiss is everything, and I want more – I want to devour her in all the best ways.
“Do you feel how well we fit inside of you? Such a good little slut aren’t you?”
“Mm-“
“Yes, you are because you were made for us. You’re ours now, Cherry,” Macon says somewhat sweetly.
From what I can remember, he’s a massive player, and if this is just a game he plays to get girls to become so obsessed with him, then I’ll gladly punch him in the face if he hurts our girl.
Because that’s what she is now – ours.
I can’t see myself giving her up after tonight, and if how the others have been staring at her is anything to go by, I don’t think they want to either.
Braylen moves at a punishing pace inside of her, and I can’t tear my eyes away from where the three of them are joined together like some fucked up duck orgy.
There are limbs everywhere, but Braylen managed to make the position work. Cherry is sandwiched between them both like the pink in Neapolitan ice cream, and Braylen’s pasty white ass is shining like a beacon from where he thrusts into her from above.
Macon is below her, and his mouth is suctioned onto her perky booby as he thrusts lazily into her.
“This is the craziest thing I’ve ever done,” I whisper to Jacob, not taking my eyes from the trio in front of us.
“Same,” he mutters, shifting in the chair. “If I didn’t enjoy watching so much, I think I would feel left out.”
“Are you uncomfortable?” I ask him.
He’s the only one of us still clothed, and he keeps shifting his legs apart further while wincing like he’s in physical pain.
Cherry’s head pops up, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
“Are you uncomfortable, puppy? Do you need a little edging to help?”
