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“C…can…can I—” she breathlessly pants, fisting the lip of the desk as she wages war with her own body. She holds her breath as her hips grind against his mouth. Releasing her breath, she violently exhales. “Can I please come, Sir?” she pleads.
“Such a good girl asking for permission,” I croon against her neck. “My good girl can come.”
She slides her fingers into Conor’s hair and pulls him where he’ll force her to make a mess on his tongue. Her back arches, and she reaches behind her for me, firmly gripping the lapel of my jacket and pulling me close as she loses control.
Even watching someone else make her come is fucking addicting.
Conor’s face is covered in her when he stands from between her thighs. He haphazardly wipes his mouth with his hand before undoing his trousers. He shoves them over his broad thighs, and they pool around his ankles.
“Oh, fuck!” Layla exclaims when she sees Conor sliding his hand over his tip and down his shaft, revealing his King’s Crown. He toys with the piercing running through the ridge of his head and smirks as her eyes dart between it and me.
“Relax, beautiful.” Conor rubs her thigh as he reassures her. Pressing to her entrance, he stills. “By the time I’m done, you’ll be fucking begging him to get one.”
He slams into her with a grunt as I undo my pants and free my cock. I fist over my length as I wrap my other hand around Layla’s throat. Her pulse races against my fingers as my brother fucks her.
Using my grip, I tip her head and force her to meet my gaze. “Tris—” she pants.
“You look so fucking good taking his cock for me,” I kiss her cheek and claim her mouth. Pulling back and kissing along her neck. “That tight little cunt of yours stretched wide for him,” I groan.
“Not wide,” Conor grits. “She’s so fucking tight around my cock.”
“Oh…You’re such a good little whore for me.” I continue to fuck my hand as he slams against her ass, envious of every thrust he’s pushing into her. “Letting me share you with him and showing him how well my perfect little slut takes cock.”
“Tell him how fucking good it feels.” Conor slams into her. “Let him know you love it so much that your tight little cunt is quivering around my cock. So hard that you fucking drip over my balls.”
Releasing her throat and toying with her nipple, I ask, “Is that true, mo cuishle? Are you trying to milk his fucking cock?”
“Yes,” she whimpers. “I can’t help it. He feels so good.”
Bending to her ear, I run my tongue along the rim. “You might be quivering around his cock, but you only come for me,” I remind her.
“She’s going to come.” Conor wraps his arms around her thigh and holds her against his hip. He takes her at a punishing pace, one I know she won’t be able to endure.
Her gaze meets mine, and I can tell she’s struggling. She gnaws at her lower lip, and her thighs tremble as she fights her impending release. I grip her chin and press my lips to hers before asking, “How long can my good girl wait?”
“Until you tell me I can, Sir.” She struggles through every word.
I fervently fist over my length. Watching Layla fight to hold back her release is as stunning to watch as when she comes undone.
Sweat beads along her hairline, and her pouty lower lip is lightly smeared with blood from her biting into it, but she doesn’t come for him.
Because she comes for me.
My girl only comes for me.
“Come for me,” I gravelly whisper in her ear as I wrap my arms around her. “Come so fucking hard that he struggles to pull his cock from you.”
“Oh my God!” she screams when she finally lets go, her entire body exploding and quivering in my hold. With a pained look on his face, Conor pulls from her and fists his cock for a moment before grunting his release over her thigh.
Not giving her a chance to come down from her high, I quickly round the desk and drive my cock into her. I palm her cheeks and pull her up to me so that I can claim her mouth as I reclaim her cunt.
My cunt.
“You continue to fucking amazing me,” I speak against her bloodied lips. “For being so fucking good for me, you can come again. Make a fucking mess of my cock as you come all over me.”
Conor slumps in the chair beside us, leisurely fisting his softening length, watching me fuck her as she comes undone for me. Enjoying how beautifully she loses control until she’s a spent mess on the desk beneath me.
My balls grow tight, and my hips sputter against the lip of the desk as I breathlessly mark her cunt. Filling her with me until I’m dripping from her.
