Chapter 19

Knox

This was not the plan. We were so far off base I didn’t even know what I was doing anymore.

Actually, yes I did. A dark part of myself, one I didn’t like to confront all that often, he was in control. We might want a partner, a wife to come home to, but all warm, fuzzy thoughts were shoved to one side as Charlie reached over and pulled Millie’s shirt up and over her head. The bra was hanging around her neck, doing nothing to obscure the same beautiful tits I’d felt pressed into me as I rescued her. Then, I’d done what I had to suppress those thoughts, but now? I was moving, wrenching those pants down over that pert little arse, and when she was bare, I picked her up and placed her right where I wanted her.

On my face.

I felt the bed shift as the others joined us, guessing what they were doing when I heard her gasp. That was my cue to push my tongue inside her. Soft, wet, slick, salty, and sweet, there was nothing fucking better. I chased the taste of her, pulsing my tongue in and out until the twitch of her hips let me know what was needed. Fingers replaced tongue, three of them so she’d feel a stretch, and then my lips clamped down around her clit.

I needed Millie to come.

Those little sounds of pleasure, growing louder and higher pitched, I loved every damn one of them. My tongue flickered faster and faster, lashing that hard little bud as her thighs began to shake.

“Oh… oh…!”

Her hands clamped down on my head, burying themselves against my skull, and I loved every prickle of pain. It made clear what I, what we were doing to her. The fact that smart mouth wasn’t saying anything other than gasping told the entire story, but then she said.

“Shit… I’m coming.” My fingers moved, curling and searching for that rough patch of skin and then hooked upwards when I found it. “Oh my god… fuck!”

Those rapid little pulses, they’d feel so good on my dick when it came time, but right now, I worked hard, trying to prolong each wave until finally she pushed me away. As I sucked in a breath, I saw a beautiful sight, Millie kneeling above me, her whole face flushed with pleasure.

“That was… not enough,” she said, sliding down my body, but before she could do something she’d regret, I picked her up and turned her over.

“You need to work your way up to me. Better try these bastards on for size first.”

“You’re not that fucking big,” Charlie snarked, looking everywhere else but down, but when I raised an eyebrow, he took a quick look. “Oh my god, I’m never going to get the sight of that out of my head, am I? Like are you OK? Have you spoken to a doctor or something, because?—”

“My dick is fine,” I shot back. “Better worry about your own.”

“Oh, I think I’ve got more important things to concern myself with.” He drew her up by her hand, holding Millie in place as he looked her up and down. “That dress was amazing, but I think this is your best look, don’t you, Noah?”

Noah looked like he was going to swallow his tongue as he stared at Millie, but he nodded quickly.

“You look…”

No poetry for Noah, no sweet words, but I think she understood what was happening as he tugged her closer. He kissed her like a starving man, then cradled her in his arms like she was the most precious thing in the world.

Because she was.

That thought shouldered forward, reminding me of what we had intended to do tonight. Noah was gone for Millie. This had to be his first time, because he’d never shown a second’s interest in anyone else, and I wasn’t sure if we should be here at all. All good, fine thoughts to have, but they were driven out of my head as the two of them fell onto the bed. Her back pressed against my chest, my cock fitting into the groove of her soft peach of an arse had good sense walking out the door, just leaving this. My hands roaming up and down her body, rolling her nipples with my fingertips until her moans grew louder, the other hand slipping between her legs to feel the fact that Noah was already there. Someone showed him something, because he teased her clit hood back and forth expertly. Not for long though.

“No…” he gasped into her shoulder as she stroked his cock. “No, Millie…”

I reared up over her shoulder, because I was the team leader for a reason. I could get him through this if that’s what was needed.

“You’ve got us too worked up,” I told her in a low voice, and that had Millie turning my way. I relished that moment of connection too damn much. “We’re too close to the edge, so if you want anything more than a very sad performance, you need to focus on your pleasure, not ours.”

I slid my fingers up her spine, feeling her as she shifted. She pushed Noah flat on the bed. Did she see the wide-eyed wonder in his eyes? She’d have to be fast as it was over quickly as she gripped his cock at the base.

“Millie… Millie…” He was gasping like a man going under, but if he was drowning, it was in her. “Condom?”

I was proud of Noah then, because it would’ve been all too easy to just let things take their course right now.

“Charlie, you got any?” I asked our teammate, but he threw his hands up.

“I love how you think I’m the one carrying. I didn’t exactly expect this to happen tonight.”

“Millie?”

She shot me a long look, but her eyes were drawn back to Noah’s real quick.

“I’m on the pill. I can…”

She didn’t get to finish that sentence, letting out a long groan as Noah moved, shoving himself inside her. A sharp look to Charlie and we were moving. Kissing the nape of her neck, catching the way her body swayed as the two of them began to fuck. She met him stroke for stroke, and we were right there with her. I was kissing those lips, those tits, stroking the soft swell of her stomach, unable to get enough, but Charlie? He shifted in behind her, hands trailing down her spine until she suddenly stilled.

“What’re you thinking, Millie?” He sounded like the snake in the Garden of Eden, about to tempt Eve with all the world’s pleasures. “Want to feel really full?”

I frowned at him over her shoulder, hoping like fuck he intended to do proper prep. Anal could really hurt a girl if unprepared.

“Mm…” She didn’t stiffen, instead turning from a solid to a liquid as he tantalised her with the option. “Yes…” Millie leaned forward, kissing Noah slow and soft as Charlie moved.

“Lube?” he hissed.

“What am I, a fucking chemist or something?” I whispered back.

That didn’t stop me from getting up and off the bed. The adjoining en suite had shampoo, conditioner, hand soap.

And baby oil.

Someone obviously used that to moisturise their skin or whatever, but we had a far better use for it. I tossed the bottle over to Charlie and he caught it with a grin.

“Stay right there. Just like that,” he crooned, the slick sounds making clear what he was doing. I didn’t really want to look down, but I was forced to, wanting to make sure he was taking his time. “Oh, you’ve done this before. Look at you, opening up for me. Good girl. This is gonna feel so fucking good.”

I felt like all the blood was rushing from my head to make my dick throb painfully as Charlie’s fingers disappeared inside her arse, working them back and forth. Break time was over. Noah and Millie moved, her hips shifting with real intent, working herself back on Noah’s dick and Charlie’s fingers. She didn’t miss a beat when he lined his dick up instead of his hand, groaning as he pierced her through.

“Fuck… fuck…”

It was like Charlie didn’t expect this to actually happen, or perhaps it was just the velvety suck of Millie driving all sense out of him. Not for long. His hands slapped down around her waist, gripping tightly as he began to thrust.

“Look at you, taking all of me.” She couldn’t reply, forced to stay still now as the guys worked. Her head hung down, her face a mask of ecstasy as I crept closer. “That’s it. You feel so fucking good.”

She did.

My cock remembered the feel of those lips stretched tightly around the head, every part of me wanting to surrender to the suction, which was perhaps what drew me closer.

“You can take all of us.” Her head snapped up, and something animal lived in her eyes, wild and unapologetic. Any residual doubts about whether or not she wanted this were instantly erased. “Can’t you? Because those fucking lips…”

I didn’t need to say any more because she knew. They were pounding into her, dragging her along with their pleasure to make a brand new one of her own, and that’s when I realised. There was something generous in Millie, giving in a way I wanted to explore more, but instead, her hand whipped out and drew me closer. Her mouth stopped panting just long enough to suck me in.

I felt her breath around my cock, then her lips, a harsh suction forcing me to grunt in response. Each time Noah and Charlie drove into her, she rocked forward and onto me. It was a strange tide, swaying back and forth, threatening to drown all of us, but I’d go willingly. Down, down, down into the liquid depths of ecstasy.

When my balls pulled up tight, when I couldn’t help but unload down her throat, I knew it wouldn’t be enough. I’d want more, want her, long after this night was done. She came on their cocks, screaming as she wrung every drop of seed out of them, and for just a moment, we collapsed down onto the bed, exhausted.

Not for long.

I needed to sleep. Eight hours, in bed by ten PM each night, that was me, and yet I couldn’t. Maybe it was all the bodies on the bed, maybe it was just her, because no matter how deeply I dreamed, my hand was on her. Stroking her flanks, pulling her closer, my cock rising as I breathed in the perfume she’d sprayed in her hair. It came as no surprise that I began to harden in response. She noticed too, shifting her hips backwards, grinding into me in slow circles until I woke up fully, grabbing her by the waist.

“You better be sure this is what you want,” I growled in a low voice.

“Not sure,” she replied in a husky voice, “but determined to try. This is like climbing Mount Everest or something. You only do it… ohhh…”

Of course she worked herself down to the root. Of course her cunt clasped me tighter than a fist, but so much softer, wetter. Of course this felt like the best damn fuck I’d had in years. She was a dark shape, a demon lover in the darkness, riding me for her own pleasure and mine. I thumbed her clit, matching her strokes to mine, feeling her thighs quiver.

“I can take over at any time,” I told her. “You just let me know.”

“I… No, I…” I loved the way her words fell apart as I drove her higher, angling my hips to hit that spot inside her with every stroke. “No, just like that. Just like that. Oh, god, yes, that.”

I did exactly as she said, thrusting up into her over and over until I felt her whole body shiver.

There was nothing hotter than fucking a girl bare. I felt every inch of her clamp down, growing wetter by the second. Then those waves pulled it from me, all that I had, emptying my balls and replacing it with a haze of bliss that almost transported me out of my body. My hands locked down around her hips, holding her there when she tried to move.

“No, stay…”

There was too fucking much in those two words, her eyes faint gleams in the darkness. I was glad for the shadows because that way she couldn’t see it. I didn’t give a shit how we’d ended up here, I just knew I didn’t want it to end, and if she pulled off me, it would. Instead, I laid her down beside me, kept her tucked against my chest as the other two snored away. Millie would want to clean up, to wipe away the mess I’d made between her legs, and usually I’d be there with a damp hand towel to take care of it. This time, my hand slid down to her stomach, cradling it.

“Just like this.” Sleep was coming for me, ready to drag me under, and before it succeeded I pressed a soft kiss to the back of her neck. “Just like this…”