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Everything inside of me clenches at his words, even as he pulls me over to the almost empty table and lifts me up onto it.
“Don’t disturb the flowers,” he warns, pushing me back so that my ass is fully on the wooden top. He pulls my dress up over my head and discards it onto the floor, staring at me with admiration and approval.
“Man, I fucking love it when you don’t wear a bra. Your nipples have been teasing me all night,” he says, taking one between his teeth.
He bites and sucks until I’m writhing and then releases it with a pop. With a delicious grin, he pushes my shoulders back until I’m lying on the table. Slowly, one at a time, he reaches for my ankles dangling over the edge and helps to raise them up so that my stiletto-clad feet are braced on the tabletop.
“Fuck. That’s a sexy view.”
There’s a flash and I try to scramble up but he holds me down.
“What the fuck Rebel?! Did you just take a picture of me?”
“Calm down. It’s just for me...although I am tempted to send it to the group chat so that they know what they’re missing.”
“Don’t you dare!” I snap in warning.
“Relax, princess. I won’t. Only because I know they’d be so fucking jealous they’d break the damn door down to join in.”
Holy shit that sounds hot.
“Ah, you like that do you little bird?” He smirks at me. “Is it the idea of being watched or having all of us at once that has you clenching?”
I choose silence as my best form of defence to that question, but he just chuckles and spreads my legs even further apart. It’s indecent, being spread open where we sit as a family to eat our meals, but there’s something decadent and enticing about it too.
Once he has me where he wants me, dressed in nothing but my stockings, suspenders and heels, he pulls up a chair between my legs. It makes me blush the way he calmly takes a seat as if he’s having a meal, but when he kisses his way up the inside of my thigh, stroking my calves as he goes, all embarrassment fades away. I want the stupid damn stockings gone so that I can feel his lips on my bare flesh without any barriers, but when I make a move to unclip them, Rebel stops me.
“Arms above your head, little bird. Extend them real nice like you’re stretching for that second cock just out of reach.”
I groan and do as he says, the action causing my back to arch up off the table a little, my tits thrust up like they’re begging for attention.
“Fuck yeah, like that.”
There’s another flash but this time I don’t move. I trust Rebel implicitly and there’s no denying that the arousal in his voice is making me feel like a million dollars.
He grips my hips, his thumbs stroking the bones as he slides me closer to him. His breath heats my already burning core but he doesn’t make contact. I fidget a little. He does nothing.
I’m contemplating getting up onto my elbows to see what the hell he’s doing when he leans forward and licks the entire length of my slit, causing me to yelp in surprise.
“Shh, little bird, or they’ll all come running wanting a taste.”
I groan as he continues to tease me with long rhythmic licks that always seem to avoid the sweet spot.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he murmurs against me, the vibrations shooting sparks inside me. I want to growl out that he should damn well taste me properly then, but I hold my tongue. “Every fucking guy in that restaurant tonight wanted a taste of you. There wasn’t a single one who wasn’t staring, wishing he were me, imagining how he’d fuck you once he got you home.”
His dirty words have their desired effect on me as I squirm and wriggle beneath him, skin overheated and over sensitive. Was he always like this? This...chatty in the bedroom? His words embarrass and excite me. I know he’s exaggerating of course, but it does make me feel desired and sexy.
Rebel finally stops talking as he plunges his tongue into me, using his fingers to spread me wide and flick at my clit at the same time. While he works, I can’t help but imagine what it would be like if one of the others was in here with us.
My muscles clench.
Yeah, I like that idea a lot.
He swaps positions, slipping two fingers into me with ease, his tongue moving to my clit. He circles it a few times but doesn’t give me what I need as he pumps his fingers in and out slowly.
“You’re so damn tight. I can’t wait to feel your tight little pussy squeezing around my cock like a vice…I could just watch one of my brothers sliding his dick down that pretty little throat of yours.”
I whimper and clamp down hard around his fingers, my thigh muscles aching now from how tightly I’m wound.
