Page 35 of Good Girls Beg

Her eyes closed again, her face a mask of bliss. I wanted to take a screenshot, but that would be breaking my own rules about consent. Yes, I was watching her, but taking a photo or video of her getting herself off was a step too far, even for me.

That was another on the long list of things that would have to wait. Lucky for her, I was a patient man.

I was vaguely aware of someone appearing in the doorway.

Fade.

He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching me with my hand around my cock. Listening to the sounds Teddie made through the video feed.

"Isn't this interesting?" he said like the cocky bastard he was.

"Very," I said between strokes. My tip was leaking, my hand becoming slick with pre-cum. I was hard as a diamond. Harder still, with him standing right there.

He wouldn't be surprised to find me like this, and I wasn't going to apologize for it. Nor would he run to Teddie and tell her. No, this was between him and me.

"Are you going to stand there and watch?" I asked.

He paused for a moment before pushing himself off the doorframe and sauntering over to the other side of the desk, watching Teddie for a few moments. "A hundred bucks says she's thinking about me."

He lowered himself to his knees. Waited until I'd removed my hand before wrapping his lips around my cock.

His hot mouth and tight lips were like an electric shock after my own fingers. The instant suction almost enough to make me come on the spot.

With one eye on Teddie, he teased me with his tongue, licking his way around my crown, tasting me. His tongue was smooth and hot, sliding around my skin. Rubbing up and down. Feeling every ridge and vein in my erection.

I placed my hands on the arms of my chair, hanging on while he started to suck.

"Fuck," I whispered. I gave in to the urge to thrust myself as hard into his mouth as I could. Tapping the back of his throat until he gagged. Thrusting harder. Relentless.

He didn't pull away. He never had. Fade always took all of me without hesitation. No matter how rough I was, he always wanted more.

So did I. I thrust harder, reveling in the wet sound of his mouth around my dick. His breath ragged. He struggled to breathe through his nose, while I blocked off the air to his mouth. Pounding hard. Choking him.

A perfect complement to Teddie's moans as she drew closer and closer to coming.

I didn't give Fade any warning. I let myself go, coming hard, squirting my release into the back of his mouth. Continuing to thrust until I'd milked myself for every last drop.

Slowly, he slid his mouth off me. He licked his lips, holding my cum in his mouth. A faint smile on his lips, he pushed himself up off his haunches and pressed his mouth to mine. Waited until I opened my lips before he spat my release onto my tongue. The sharp, salty taste had my senses tingling.

A wicked look in his eyes, he backed up. He locked his blue eyes on me until I swallowed it down, every drop, as if somehow he was the one in charge here. As if that was his cum I'd just swallowed, not my own.

"That'll be in your ass next time," I told him.

"Promises, promises." He pushed himself to his feet, giving me space to tuck my cock away and do my pants back up. A little reluctant, if I'm honest. I would have liked this to last for longer. Next time he sucked me off, we'd do it with Teddie in the room. She could suck him off at the same time. Doing this without her almost felt like going behind her back, but Fade and I had been fucking each other for a long time. Sometimes I told myself it didn't mean anything. Sometimes I even believed it.

Eyes on the screen, we both watched Teddie, her hand on her breast, the other between her legs, the vibrator humming against her pussy.

"I'm starting to see the appeal," Fade drawled. His cock strained against the front of his pants. If it could, it might have flown off straight through the screen and into Teddie's pussy. Instead, it stayed put, but it must have been achingly hard.

"You saw the appeal the first time you laid eyes on her," I told him. "This is why I needed to make her mine."

I knew he wanted me to correct myself and say 'ours,' but he had work to do before he made that happen. If he ever did. Did he want that? He wanted to fuck her, that was obvious, but did he want to own her the way I did?

Teddie moaned and came, her head tipped back, mouth apart. She rocked against the vibrator, which must have been on its maximum setting, judging by the volume of its humming.

Either way, she came long and hard before she flopped back against the mattress, her hands on either side of her. Her thighs were still apart, shirt down, giving us a good look at her bare breast and pussy.

"I think I like this view better than the one out the window," Fade drawled.