Page 117 of Equilibrium
Kieran started spreading my juices to my back side, his finger playing with my other opening.
“Shit,” I groaned.
“Do you want to come, little birdy?” Cillian asked me, flicking one nipple with his fingers.
“Please.” I needed to come. I was clenching around Kieran’s fingers, and with each stroke Cillian set upon me, I was getting closer and closer.
“Should we let her come, Brother?” Cillian asked Kieran. “Or should we make her wait?”
“I’m not sure.” I could hear the amusement in Kieran’s voice. “Were you a good girl?”
Cillian squeezed my clit, and I slammed my head into the wall, my legs almost giving out on me.
A finger entered me from the backside, and I almost jumped from where I’d been standing when Kieran started moving in my pussy, while at the same time pulling his other finger out.
I clenched around him. I was almost there.
Almost.
Almost...
What the fuck?
They both stepped away, leaving me panting, aroused and fucking pissed off.
“What the fuck, assholes?” I was not beyond begging at this point. Hot and bothered, that was my current state, and these two asshats just smirked at me. “Seriously?”
“Patience, little one,” Cillian answered as he started unbuckling his belt. Kieran removed his shirt, taking something from the pocket of his pants before he discarded them as well. His length was straining against his boxer briefs.
My mouth fucking watered at the sight.
Cillian took Kieran’s shirt and his discarded one, spreading them on the floor. The hoodie I took off earlier joined them.
Kieran walked to me, his steps slow. He looked like a panther and I was the prey.
“Touch me, baby. I want you to touch me now.”
I dropped to my knees, the gravel beneath biting into the skin, but I didn’t feel it. Tomorrow I would think about my scraped knees but tonight, this was the important thing.
I moved his briefs down his legs, freeing his dick. I forgot how beautiful he truly was.
The bulbous head was calling to me, the precum already gathering at the tip. I enveloped him with one hand and a groan erupted from his chest.
I loved this.
Even on my knees, I knew that I had full control over him.
I started stroking his length and brought my lips to the mushroom tip, licking the precum.
“Fuck,” he groaned and placed both of his hands on the wall behind me. I swirled my tongue around, all the while stroking him up and down and taking his balls into my other hand.
I opened my mouth wide, taking him in.
“Oh God,” he groaned. “Faster.”
Yes, sir.
On it, sir.
