Chapter 25
Technically, I’m not touching her The bottle is. So, King can’t be too upset with me when he ultimately finds out I wonder if he’ll punish me Maybe he’ll even force me to suck his dick while she watches
That’s if he’s ever willing to tell her what we do. That’s a big if. Mason is the only other person who knows, but he’s only alive because King knows he won’t tell.
Our eyes lock as I begin to slowly pump the neck of the bottle in and out of Alyssa’s pussy, reveling in the sloppy sound it makes Her face is flushed with arousal, and I can see her nipples poking through her thin shirt. She bites her lip, trying to contain her moans. I wish I could hear them, but it might end up waking King or the baby
Another time, maybe
“Such a good girl, swallowing this bottle in your pussy like it’s King’s cock. I bet you look so good while he’s fucking you,
don’t you?”
She moans in response, her hips rocking in sync with my movements.
“Yeah, just like that Keep rubbing your clit. I want to see your face when you come,” I demand, my voice a low growl
A mewl escapes her lips as she rotates her fingers faster and faster, her face twisted in pleasure. My dick throbs painfully, but I’ll take care of it later, when I have the memory of her coming for me replaying in my head.
When her body grows taut, I know she’s about there.
“I’m going to come,” she whispers, her voice barely audible.
“Fuck, yes. Come for me. Now. I want to see it,” I growl lowly.
Sucking her lip between her teeth, she rubs her pussy until her eyes roll back in her head, her mouth forming a perfect “O“.
I pull the bottle out just in time so her pussy doesn’t clench down and risk breaking it. She slaps a hand over her mouth, her ass arching off the counter as she orgasms. I watch in awe, groaning at the way her legs shake and the wetness that gushes out of her, coating the bottle and dripping onto the counter.
As she comes down from her orgasm, I suck the top of the bottle into my mouth, enjoying the sweet and salty taste of her juices. Her eyes widen, watching me intently, but she doesn’t say anything, her breath still coming in soft, uneven pants.
I pick up her shorts and panties from the floor and hand them to her, grinning. “I really hope this helped. I know I’ll get some good sleep now,” I say unable to hide the smug satisfaction in my voice. She came so fucking easily for me. I can only imagine how many times I could make her orgasm before she passes out.
She blushes, her face turning a deep shade of red. “Uh, yeah. Please don’t tell King. It would just make things really awkward, or at least wait until I never have to see him again,” she pleads softly, almost desperately.
“I won’t,” I promise, though I know King will find out eventually. Somehow, he always does.
She nods, biting her lip as she silently goes back upstairs. After I’m sure she’s gone, I lean over the counter and lick up the remnants of her cum I won’t waste even a drop of it, not when I don’t know when and if I’ll ever get another chance to touch her. She is planning on living with Gray, and he’s returning from his honeymoon in two days. King must be dreading it too, considering he has this imaginary claim on her that we never agreed on.
Heading back up to my room, I climb into the bed, and pull out my rock–hard cock, the image of Alyssa’s perfect pussy in my mind. I grip myself tightly, pumping hard and fast as I replay the scene in my head–the way she rubbed herself, her moans, the way she came undone so beautifully. It’s not long before I reach my peak, groaning her name as I spill over my hand
Satisfied, but still buzzing with the memory of her and the taste of her cum on my tongue, I clean myself up and lie back down. Within seconds, I feel my eyelids grow heavy, and I eagerly let the darkness consume me.
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