48. A Line Change

Hollis

Fair's fair.

As much as it pains me, I gotta tap out. There's no I in team, and part of teamwork is helping a buddy.

I've been the lucky man who's been able to play with her the most. It's time for a line change.

"If our girl's game, you really should see if she'd want to ride your cock," I say to Rhys, since I'm helpful like that. Rhys's eyes flare. I turn to Gavin. "And if you're lucky, Worthy, maybe you can taste her sweet pussy. She's fucking delicious."

Gavin's chest rumbles. An obvious yes.

I shift my focus to Briar, who's stretched out on her bed again. We quickly reassembled her king-size bed. Fucking on a bed is way more fun than fucking on a mattress on the floor.

Angles and all.

She's wearing pink cotton panties and a pink sports bra. I never knew sports bras were sexy till I saw her in them. "Sure. As long as someone kisses me and plays with my tits," she says.

I have no choice. I climb onto the bed and cover her. "You're too fucking sexy. Look at you—asking for what you want," I say, then seal my lips to hers. Our mouths slip together easily, our tongues skating, our breath mingling.

She arches her hips, seeking me out, then spreads her legs for me.

I nearly say fuck it to the plan we just made. I'm so turned on I want to take her right now. But this week is about her. Being good to her. Learning from her. I wrench away, getting off the bed. "Show us what you like when Rhys fucks you, baby. So when it's Gavin's turn the next time he can fuck you the way you like. Okay?"

Briar shudders out a yes, and Gavin, who's standing on the other side of the bed, tries but fails to stifle a groan.

I retreat to a chair in the corner of the room, giving Rhys his chance and a break from choreographing. I can also help Gavin out. He'd never ask for it, but it can't hurt to give him a tip or two.

I should really win an award for being the friendliest fucker.

And also, the cleverest. Because I think I'm going to surprise them all right now.

"Briar, baby. Change of plans. How would you feel about fucking Rhys's face first? While Gavin plays with your tits? I know you love it when we play with those beauties."

A tremble moves down her body. "What a great idea."

A minute later, she's naked and sitting on Rhys's face, rocking against him, while Gavin stands behind her on the bed, fondling her tits, kissing her hair, and getting the hang of it like that.

"You're a fast learner, Worthy," I call out.

But he doesn't respond since Briar is moaning, gasping, and riding my friend like he's a wild mustang.

She looks close. She sounds close. I want her to come like this and I think I know the way. "Kiss her Worthy. Kiss her while she fucks his face. She fucking loves being kissed," I say.

"I do," Briar pants out as she grips the headboard and grinds against Rhys's stubble while Rhys curls his hands tighter around her hips, making sure she doesn't lose her footing.

Gavin grabs her chin, jerks her face to him, and kisses her while she rides my other teammate.

What a bunch of lucky guys.

But the best part is what she says when she breaks the kiss.